The Burns And The Bees

Billionaires:Food fight! Take that, Ted Turner. In your face, founder of Facebook.

Billionaires:Skinny-dip! Yay! Yee-haw!

Burns:Men. The room for me.

Jimbo · Kearney · Bart:Kearney, can you read it back? [Extended recursive reading]

Jimbo · Bart:a dare has been placed on your nards. My nards accept.

Kearney · Jimbo · Bart:Kearney reading back the entire conversation verbatim including dialogue tags

Second graders:Stingamajigs!

Groundskeeper Willie:Other than the birth of my kid, this is my happiest moment.

Groundskeeper Willie:from Glasgow clear to Edinburgh

Lisa · Willie:Willie, I didn't know you were an apiarist. From context, I can tell that means beekeeper.

Groundskeeper Willie:'Tis a tragedy, Lisa. No man should outlive his bees.

Groundskeeper Willie:They're stinging God now.

Burns · Jeff Bezos:Jeff Bezos wet his pants! I did not. That was apple juice from before.

Burns:Bets don't talk. They see and raise.

Mark Cuban:Well, if we're betting people, I got a whole herd of them.

Mark Cuban:Don't let the forwards mix with the guards. And if they're acting sluggish, slip some steroids into their cocaine.

Homer:Ooh, now who will sting me and walk all over my sandwiches?

Homer:Flowers: the painted whores of the plant world.

TV Commercial:Synthetic honey. Just like you remember.

Homer:D'oh! I never dreamed the future could be scary.

Homer · Lisa:Let's go, Lisa. We've got some worms to save. Bees. Worms, bees, ticks, fleas. Let's go, go, go!

Professor Frink:That's Associate Professor Aaron Ableman. How I hate him.

Professor Frink:Thundering thorax, it's just exactly what I feared!

Homer · Lisa · Professor Frink:Animals can get sick? I'm going to talk to the girl from now on.

Comic Book Guy · Professor Frink:Marry me, and I'll support you for life. You're not a bee! This thing is useless.

Homer:Hold still, sweetie. Daddy will kill it. And this time, no screwups.

Professor Frink:Yeah, much like that.

Lisa · Professor Frink:How long is that? Long enough that you will be known as Springfield's crazy bee girl.

Marge · Homer:Never being a grandmother. Really? I thought it was Lisa with a beard of bees.

Homer:President Lincoln! You've come back, and you got rid of that hat.

Homer:Stop Milhousing your sister.

Marge:All it takes is one troubled loner.

Burns · Smithers:Smithers, we're leading two to nothing. Run out the clock, boys. Run out the clock.

Mark Cuban:Big three in the Big D for the Big C. Mark Cuban... that's me.

Mark Cuban · Burns:I'm out of my mind! His money seems to have bought him happiness.

Burns:Fun? Is that how it's pronounced? I've only seen it written.

Mark Cuban:No one's paid attention to me for ten whole seconds.

Burns:You know, the feathers with the big eye that trick them into thinking that's my front? Said feathers are what I'll flaunt.

Marge:The secret is not to swallow the stingers.

Homer · Lisa:They're just drones, Lisa. They only live for, like, five minutes anyway. And they only have haploid cells, not diploid like me and Bart.

Lisa:They only have haploid cells, not diploid like me and Bart.

Marge:Which used to be a beautiful, thriving greenhouse till I was hired to run it.

Marge:Plus, there are flowers, and it's near a prison, so they'll have a place to sting people.

Homer · Marge:You'll always have Bart. Always. But he'll be gone a lot repairing refrigerators. Always.

Announcer:You've seen him on the cover of the December 1943 issue of Collier's Magazine.

Mr. Burns:Springfield Excitement

Burns:My country 'tis of thee, Austria, Hungary, Obey your king...

Burns:The European Union?! Good heavens! Ladies, hold onto your husbands!

Burns:Back to your brothel, harlots!

Smithers · Burns:Sir, were those real bullets? Yes. Was that a real gorilla? No. I see.

Burns:Time to think outside the boxeola.

Mr. Burns:That's it, men. Pave and tar the way God intended.

Burns:Kill his acorns and make him watch.

Announcer:I don't know who that guy was you were leaving your kids with.

Lisa · Town Hall crowd:The feisty pig of the desert? Apparently not feisty enough.

Burns:Muk Mu, the human North Pole.

Mr. Burns:No, I'm afraid he'll be on the first kayak back to Ketchikan.

Springfield crowd:Please, don't take our freak! I love you, Muk Mu!

Comic Book Guy:I saw this ad in a gentleman's magazine for excited African honeys, and that's what they sent me.

Comic Book Guy:And she's ready for a night of anonymous sex with multiple partners.

Comic Book Guy:Now, let's give them some privacy while they... get down to buzziness.

Homer:If they was me, they'd be done by now.

Lisa:I've never seen you walk up an incline before.

Homer:Your bees died days ago. These are their angry, mutant descendants.

Homer:Are you guys dangerous? Ooh!

Homer:Are you guys dangerous? Ooh! A simple yes would have sufficed.

Lisa:To that new stadium that looks exactly like a hive.

Burns:Stop! I am one of you!

Sports announcer:My microphone is no microphone at all. It's bees! Am I being badly stung? Yes! And it hurts!

Police officer:Our bullets are useless. Aah! Okay, they're useful on me.

Burns:when next we meet, the beekeeper will be the beekeepee!

Billionaires · Burns:He's not a billionaire at all! Wait, wait, wait. It's only a matter of four million. I'm sure I can find that somewhere.

Burns:No! No! Just kill me now!

Millionaire:Howdy do? I own a minor league hockey team.