Well...we Didn't Get Any Money, But Mr. Burns Got What He Wanted.
Well...we didn't get any money, but Mr. Burns got what he wanted.
Marge, I'm confused! Is this a happy ending or a sad ending?
-- Homer the prescriptivist, "Rosebud"
Burns: The one who shot me was...[camera pans to Smithers] Aah!
Aah! Waylon Smithers! Smithers: [pained] Noo! Wait a minute...
Marge: Mmm, I think we need a new hair dryer. Home
Marge, you must hate me for not taking Mr. Burns' money....
Marge: [bright] Well, as Jerry Lee Lewis would say, "There's a whole lotta frownin' going on".
[laughs, then says "Mmm..."] Lisa: Mom, doesn't _any_ love story have a happy ending?...
Man 1: Excuse me, we wanted to see the geek who valued the happiness of his children more than money.
Homer: [unenthused] Right here. Man 2: Aw, you said his head was the size of a baseball....
Troy: Ambassador Henry Mwabwetumba of the Ivory Coast writes, "What is the real deal with Mr.
Burns' assistant Smithers? You know what I'm talking about....
Burns: I took in a movie. An appalling little piece of filth.
Its leading lady was a blonde harlot who spent half the film strolling around naked as a jaybird!...
Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness, feel the slippery finish.
Caresses it, experience it. Quite smooth, isn't it?...
Homer: Well, he's got all the money in the world, but there's one thing he can't buy.
Marge: What's that? Homer: [thinks] A dinosaur! -- "Dog of Death...
Homer: You know, Mr. Burns is so cheap -- Burns: What?
Homer: I mean, you know, Mr. Burns is so old -- Bu...