Homer: I'm really sorry I hit you Mr. Burns. Here, let me put some salt
on that eye.
Burns: [frightened] No, please, I can't bear another trashing. Just
leave me be!
Homer: Yes sir...
[walks away]
Burns: Must call Smithers, he'll protect me from this beast.
[looks at his phone]
I've seen people activate this machine a thousand times. Doesn't
seem to be any trick to it. Let's see, Smithers...
S-M-I-T-H-E-R-S. Success, it's ringing!
Moe: Moe's tavern.
Burns: I'm looking for a Mr. Smithers, first name Waylon.
Moe: Oh... So you're looking for a Mr. Smithers, eh? First name
Waylon is it? Listen to me, you! When I catch you, I'm gonna
pull out your eyes, and shove 'em down your pants, so you can
watch kick the crap outta you, okay? Then I'm gonna use your
tongue to paint my boat!
-- The hunter has become the hunted,
"Homer the Smithers"
on that eye.
Burns: [frightened] No, please, I can't bear another trashing. Just
leave me be!
Homer: Yes sir...
[walks away]
Burns: Must call Smithers, he'll protect me from this beast.
[looks at his phone]
I've seen people activate this machine a thousand times. Doesn't
seem to be any trick to it. Let's see, Smithers...
S-M-I-T-H-E-R-S. Success, it's ringing!
Moe: Moe's tavern.
Burns: I'm looking for a Mr. Smithers, first name Waylon.
Moe: Oh... So you're looking for a Mr. Smithers, eh? First name
Waylon is it? Listen to me, you! When I catch you, I'm gonna
pull out your eyes, and shove 'em down your pants, so you can
watch kick the crap outta you, okay? Then I'm gonna use your
tongue to paint my boat!
-- The hunter has become the hunted,
"Homer the Smithers"
Related:
- Burns: You should've seen the murderous glint in his eyes,
Smithers. And his breath reeked of beer and pretzeled... - Smithers: [chuckles] Perfect. When I give the signal,
you transfer the call to Mr. Burns. After she tears... - Troy: Ambassador Henry Mwabwetumba of the Ivory Coast writes,
"What is the real deal with Mr. Burns' assistant... - Burns: The one who shot me was...[camera pans to Smithers]
Aah!
Aah! Waylon Smithers! Smithers: [pained] Noo! Wait... - Burns: Who is that lavatory linksman, Smithers?
Smithers:
Homer Simpson, sir. One of the fork and spoon operators... - Burns: The telephone has been ringing for some time.
[severely] Answer it. Homer: [answers] Yello. ... - Burns: [groaning] Ohh! I need some more ether. I can still feel the
movement of the emory board.
Smithers: [checks bottle] We're fresh out, Sir. I'll... - Lisa: Stop! Don't shoot my Dad. He's innocent. He wouldn't hurt a
fly!
[they open the door] Burns: [being strangled and shaken]... - Homer: It's Mr. Smithers, he's calling for you.
Smithers:
[on a beach] How's everything going there, sir? Well...
