Lenny: Hey Burnsey! Hah, this was some swell Sunday, thankyou very much! Burns: Smithers, what's happening? Lenny: I hadda great time, I just wanna shake your hand! (muffled) You're the greatest! Smithers: Don't let me off the hook that easily sir. I failed you and I'll never forgive myself. Never never never never. (burns puts up car wall, blocking out Smithers... phone rings, picks it up) Never never never! Smithers: I've got to find a replacement that wont outshine me. Perhaps if I search the employee evaluations for the word 'incompetent'. Seven hundred fourteen names! Huh, better be more specific. Lazy, clumsy, dimwitted, and monsterously ugly. (714 matches). Ah nuts to this I'll just go get Homer Simpson. Homer: Mr Smithers, I don't understand 2700 of my new duties. Smithers: Well, the van's leaving...pick one duty that's going to give you the most trouble. Homer: Umm... what do I do incase of fire? Smithers: Sorry, can't hear you, bye! Homer: (walks into burns' office, on fire) Ah, just my luck. Homer: Uh-huh, uh-huh. Okay. Um Can you repeat the part of the stuff where you said all about uuhhh, things. Uhh... the things. Marge: Homey, it's 4:30 in the morning, Little Rascals isn't on 'til 6. Homer: I know, I'm taping it. I'm wanna get to Mr. Burns's house bright and early to make his breakfast. Homer: Here are your messages. You have thirty minutes to move your car. You have ten minutes. Your car has been impounded. Your car has been crushed into a cube. You have thirty minutes to move your cube. Burns: Lets see, Smithers. S-M-I-T-H-E-R-S... success, it's ringing! Moe: Moes Tavern. Burns: I'm looking for a Mr. Smithers, first name.. Wayland. Moe: Ooooh... so you're looking for a Mr. Smithers, eh? First name Wayland is it?
