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• Smithers: What are you going to do with the million dollars, sir?
  Burns: Oh, I dunno. Throw it on the pile, I suppose....
• Burns: Who is that lavatory linksman, Smithers? Smithe
  Homer Simpson, sir. One of the fork and spoon operators from sector 7-G....
• Smithers: People like dogs, Mr. Burns. Burns: Nonsense.
  Dogs are idiots! Think about it, Smithers. If I came into your house and started sniffing at your crotch and slobbering all over your face, what would you say?...
• Burns: {I don't remember writing a check for bowling.
  } Smithers: {Uh, Sir, that's a check for your _boweling_....
• Burns: Smithers, who is this saucy fellow? Smithe
  Homer Simpson, sir. Sector sieben-Grueber, I mean, sector 7-G....
• Burns: Who was that young hellcat, Smithers? Smithe
  Homer Simpson, sir. Burns: Simpson, eh? I'll remember that name....
• Burns: You know, Smithers, I think I'll donate a million dollars to the local orphanage.
  ..when pigs fly! [They laugh. The pig sails across the sky before them....
• Burns: [toward the Ramones] Have the Rolling Stones killed.
  Smithers: Sir, those aren't -- Burns: Do as I say! -- The perils of being Smithers, "Rosebud...
• Smithers: Would you feel more comfortable if I left, too, sir?
  Burns: Of course not, Smithers. You're. You're like a doctor....