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Lenny and Carl look at Grimes' correspondence-school diploma.

Grimes: Oh, that's my degree in nuclear physics. I'm sure you all

have one.

Lenny: Oh yeah, Carl and I each have a masters'. [chuckles] Of

course, old Homer, he didn't need a degree. He just showed

up the day they opened the plant.

Homer: I didn't even know what a nuclear panner plant was.

Grimes: Um, [forced laugh] yeah. Well, listen, I'm sure, you all

have a lot of work to do.

Lenny +

Carl: [shrug] Eh. [the two leave]

[Grimes turns around, and is startled to see that Homer is

still there]

Homer: Hey, you seem like a great guy, so I'll give you a little

tip. If you turn that security camera around, you can sleep

and no one will ever know.

Grimes: eh, I don't think we're being paid to sleep.

Homer: Oh yeah, they're always trying to screw ya. [leaves]

Grimes: [shudders in amazement]

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Break time! Homer tries to set the world indoor speed-eating record. Grimes looks on, disapprovingly.

Grimes: God, he eats like a pig.

Lenny: I dunno. Pigs tend to chew. I'd say he eats more like a duck.

Grimes: Well, some kind of farm animal anyway. And earlier today, I saw him asleep inside a radiation suit. Can you imagine that he, he was hanging from a coat hook.

Lenny: He had three beers at lunch. That would make anybody sleepy.

Grimey: I've never seen him do any work around here ... what, what is his job?

Lenny: Safety inspector.

Grimes: That irresponsible oaf? A man who by all rights should have been killed dozens of times by now?

Lenny: Three hundred and sixteen times by my count.

Grimes: That's the man who's in charge of our safety. It, it boggles the mind.

Carl: It's best not to think about it.

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In his mansion, Mr. Burns sits in a chair with a drink watching the TV news.

Brockman: Springfield is still swooning from the whirlwind visit of playful

plutocrat, Arthur Fortune.

Burns: Oh, the man has no idea how to behave like a billionaire. Where's

the dignity? Where's the contempt for the common man?

Brockman: This new breed of fun-loving billionaire is a welcome change from

the classic joyless miser, brooding in his cavernous mansion...

Burns: Bah! [echoing] Bah! Bah! Bah!

Brockman: ...grasping a glass of brandy with his thin, clawlike fingers...

[burns smiles]

...and a superior smirk on his greedy, soulless face.

Burns: [frowns] I thought I had everything: money, good looks, strong,

sharp teeth, but what's it all worth when nobody likes you?

Smithers: I like you, sir.

Burns: Are you still here?!

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At the power plant, Homer carefully picks up three plutonium rods through the arm protectors and then juggles them. Homer drops the rods when he's startled by Mr. Burns coming in and calling his name (reading from his notebook).

Burns: I need your help. I want to be loved.

Homer: [uneasy] I see.... Well, I'll need some beer.

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Homer: Marge, the boy was wearing a hawaiian shirt.

Marge: So?

Homer: There's only two kind of guys who wear those shirts: gay guys and big, fat party animals. [sad] And Bart doesn't look like a big, fat party animal to me...

Marge: So, if you wore a Hawaiian shirt, it wouldn't be gay?

Homer: Right. Thank you.

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Comic Book Guy: Someone has mixed an "Amazing Spiderman" in with the "Peter Parker: The Spectacular Spiderman" series. This will not stand.

Comic Book Girl: Pardon me, but I wish to tender a serious offer for this stack of water-damaged "Little Lulu"s.

Comic Book Guy: "A", that is not water, that is Diet Mr. Pibb. And "B", I ... ooh ... [the Comic Book Guy obviously sees something he likes in this woman's face, as he is unable to speak at the sight of her eyes, braces, and misshapen nose]

Comic Book Guy: Tell me, how do you feel about forty-five year-old virgins who still live with their parents?

Comic Book Girl: Comb the Sweet-Tarts out of your beard and you're on.

Comic Book Guy: Don't try to change me, baby.

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Sideshow Mel: I am Melvin Van Horne, and this is my associate, Hershel Krustofsky.

Krusty: Hey, hey.

Sideshow Mel: Officers, you have arrested an innocent man!

Chief Wiggum: Really? Aww, jeez… (opens Dr. Colossus' cell) Okay, Colossus, you're free to go. But stay away from Death Mountain.

Dr. Colossus: All my stuff is there!

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Marge: We'd better stop and get the car washed.

Homer: Eh, what's the rush. It might rain next week.

Lenny: [driving alongside Homer's car] Hey, Homer. Car's kinda dirty.

Homer: Really? Think I should get it washed?

Lenny: Yeah, maybe. [he pulls away, and Homer pulls into a car wash]

Marge: You listen to your friends, but you never listen to me.

Homer: Hey, that's great.

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Homer: Kids, you tried your best and you failed miserably. The lesson is, never try

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Mr.Burns: Quick Smithers. Bring the mind eraser device!

Smithers:You mean the revolver, sir?

Mr.Burns: Precisely

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Homer: Son, when you participate in sporting events, it's not whether you win or lose: it's how drunk you get

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Bart: Mom, can we go Catholic so we can get communion wafers and booze?

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"Talkin' Softball" - Terry Cashman

Well, Mr Burns had done it

The power plant had won it

With Roger Clemens clucking all the while

Mike Scioscia's tragic illness made us smile

While Wade Boggs lay unconscious on the barroom tile

We're talkin' softball

From Maine to San Diego

Talkin' softball

Mattingly and Conseco

Ken Griffey's grotesquely swollen jaw

Steve Sax and his runin with the law

We're talkin' Homer...

Ozzie, and the Straw

We're talkin' softball

From Maine to San Diego

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Announcer: Live from Shelbyville, it's "The Springfield Squares," featuring our new center square, Homer "Perfect Game" Simpson.

[audience applauds]

Homer: [walks up to Ron Howard, who is center-bottom square] Hey, Hi, Ron. [climbs on top of Mr. Howard to get to the center square]

Howard: There's a stairway, dumb-ass!

Brockman: [laughs] Okay, we'll start with our returning champion, Disco Stu.

Stu: Disco Stu's gonna groove up some dough playing tic-tac-toe.

Brockman: [aside to Stu] Uh, Stu, we like to downplay the resemblance to tic-tac-toe.

Stu: I can dig it. Hit me with the center square.

Brockman: Ah, Homer?

Homer: Yes, Kent?

Brockman: According to "Redbook" magazine, what is the speed of light?

Homer: Well, yeah, uh, wait ... do I read from the sheet labeled "Jokes" or "Answers"? [holds up two pieces of paper]

Brockman: Oh, for the love of ... stop tape!

Howard: Make me center square, Kent. I'm ready -- I can handle it.

Homer: Dream on, drunkie.

Howard: Oh that's it. You're going down!

[does an acrobatic backflip up to center square and attacks Homer]

Itchy: Stop it, you two, you're making Scratchy cry.

Brockman: Oh, we've got to stop putting these flavors of the month on.

Homer: Flavor of the month? Me?

Howard: Yeah, Homer, you can't just ride one accomplishment forever. Why do you think I stopped acting and became a director?

Homer: I don't know, because you weren't cute anymore?

Stu: Hmmm, I'll agree.

Brockman: Circle gets the square. Goodnight, everyone!

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Carl: Gee, uh, when you talk about that school, your voice fills with, uh, what do you call it -- human feeling.

Lenny: Yeah, maybe you should, uh, what's the expression -- go back there.

Moe: What's the word I'm searching for, uh -- yeah! A trip to the alma mater might really rekindle my love of getting people loaded.

Carl: But who'll run the bar while you're gone?

Homer: [jumps up] Ooh! Ooh! Pick me!

Lenny: Pick me -- Lenny!

Carl: Oh, pick me; I'm an urban Lenny!

Moe: Look, I don't want to start a tinkling contest here ... or do I?

[cut to the alley behind the bar. Homer zips up his trousers]

Homer: Woo hoo!

Carl: Oh, don't look so proud. That was wind-assisted.

[cut back to bar where Moe gives Homer some final instructions]

Moe: ... and if anyone wants potato chips or anything fancy, tell him to go to Hell.

Homer: Can do. Now, don't you worry about a thing. [gleefully turns on a beer tap, spilling the beer onto the floor]

Moe: [shuts off the tap] Hey, what are you doing? I gotta pay for that!

Homer: No, Moe, you've got it all wrong. People buy beer from you.

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TV: "Movie For A Rained-Out Ballgame" now returns to Dyan Cannon, Troy McClure, and the Muppets in the 1977 film: "The Muppets Go Medieval".

Troy: Oh Princess Fair, wilst thou grant me thine dainty hoof in marriage?

Piggy: Oh, Sir Lies-A-Lot, I will!

[they kiss each other]

Troy: [purrs]

Kermit: [in armor, wielding a sword] Unhand the swine, you swain! Come, Piggy. back to Hamelot.

Piggy: Heck no, frog. Me and Iron Pants are just getting acquinted.

[Our favorite family is wathing this movie on TV.]

Lisa: Dad, what's a muppet?

Homer: Well, it's not quite a mop, and it's not quite a puppet, but man... [laughs] So to answer your question I don't know.

Bart: Why'd they make that one muppet out of leather?

Marge: That's not a leather muppet, that's Troy McClure. Mmm, back in the '70s he was quite a teen heartthrob.

Homer: Yeah, who'd have thought he'd turn out to be such a weirdo?

Marge: What are you talking about?

Homer: You know, his bizarre personal life. Those weird things they say he does down at the aquarium. Why I heard...

Marge: Oh, Homer, that's just an urban legend. People don't do that type of thing with fish!

-- "A Fish Called Selma"

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