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Burns: [weakly] Smithers, I'm not going to make it.
I want to dictate my epitaph. Smithe...
Burns: Oh, top of the morning to ye! Why, look who's here!
It's ... good old... You! Man: Hi, Mr. Burns....
Smithers, I'm back in the pink! Full of pith and vinegar!
-- Mr. Burns is full of energy after his transfusion, "Blood Feud...
You know, it's funny, Smithers. I tried every tincture and poultice and tonic and patent medicine there is, and all I really needed was the blood of a young boy.
-- Mr. Burns is full of energy afte...
Burns: By the way, what was the lad's name? Smithe
Uh, Bart Simpson, sir. Burns: Who? Smithers: He's the son of Homer Simpson, sir....
Bill. [tosses into wastebasket] Bill. [tosses into wastebasket] Summons.
[tosses into wastebasket] Bill....
Homer: Marge, Lisa, Maggie, let's do this out in the yard where the neighbors can see.
Lisa, dim the lights. No, turn on more lights....
Some way to show your gratitude! No gold, no diamonds, no rubies, not even a lousy card!
Wait a minute... there <was> a card... -- Homer is mad at Mr....
Marge: Homer, you don't do things like that to be rewarded.
You do them because a fellow human being needs a helping hand....
Homer: Bart! Take a letter! Dear Mr. Burns.
.. [heavy sarcasm] I'm so `glad' you enjoyed my son's blood....

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