Dad, why are you singing? Tell a lie, tell a lie. Uh, becaus...
Lisa: Dad, why are you singing?
Homer's Brain: Tell a lie, tell a lie.
Homer: Uh, because I have a small role in a Broadway musical. It's not much, but it's a start.
Homer's Brain: (sarcastically) Bravo. (slow clapping)
Smithers: Someone is charging room service to the company, sir.
Mr. Burns: Well, we'll just see about that!
(Mr. Burns walks over to a cage full of winged monkeys and opens it.)
Mr. Burns: Fly, my pretties, fly!
(The monkeys jump out the window, and fall to the ground.)
Mr. Burns: (Sighs) Continue the research.
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Female Department of Labor Officer: This power plant violates every labor law in the book. We found a missing soccer team from Brazil working in the reactor core!
Mr. Burns: That plane crashed on my property!
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