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- Eeeeeeee! - [ Gasps ]

-Are you thinking what I'm thinking? -Yeah.

[ Sighs ] Lousy job.

- I'm a good work-- guy. - You're fired.

The disputed islands lie here, off the coast of Argentina.

I don't know what ''phallocentric'' means, but no girls!

- Disregard. - Oh, he's the worst yet.

Do you mind? You're killing the romance in here.

You do not love Mr. Burns.

- No heart problems or anything? - Well, I--

Today? Why it's Matching Day, sir!

Hey, this isn't such a great prize.

I am glad he’s gone.

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That does it. You can never be my son.

You there, boy! What day is this?

Thank you! Give the bully an extra point.

[ Faint.:Bionic Jumping Sound ]

- [ Grunting ] - [ Laughing Continues ]

Um, Milhouse, if you stay a little while longer...

[ British Accent ] Sorry, M.B., but I'm having trouble with this character.

(CONTINUES MOANING) I’m okay.

I mean, what the hell am I doing here?

- It's a Bob Mackie original. - Wow!

You, Smithers? Oh, no, my dear friend.

"[ Speakers.:Muzak ]

My parents use that old love excuse to screw me out of toys.

I have planned a far greater reward for you.