Montgomery Burns "I prefer the personal touch you only get with hired goons." Mr Burns "Who was that young hellcat, Smithers?" Smithers "Homer Simpson, sir." Mr Burns "Simpson, eh? I'll remember that name." Mr Burns "Smithers, I don't want that unpredictable lunatic working in my casino." Smithers "Fine, we'll transfer him to the nuclear plant, sir." Mr Burns "That man who's getting all the laughs, Smithers ... who is he?" Smithers "Homer Simpson, sir, one of the carbon blobs from sector 7-G."   Smithers "Um, he's Homer Simpson, sir. One of your drones in sector 7-G." Mr Burns "By the way, what was the lad's name?" Smithers "Uh, Bart Simpson, sir." Mr Burns "Who?" Smithers "He's the son of Homer Simpson, sir. One of your stiffs in sector 7-G." Mr Burns "Why is that man in pink?" Smithers "Oh, that's Homer Simpson, sir. He's one of your boobs from Sector 7-G." Mr Burns "Smithers, who is this saucy fellow?" Smithers "Homer Simpson, sir. Sector sieben-Grueber, I mean, sector 7-G." Homer "Hey Burns! Eat! my! shorts!" Mr Burns "Who the Sam Hill was that?" Smithers "Why it's Homer Simpson, sir. One of the schmos from sector 7-G." Mr Burns "Smithers, who was that corpse?" Smithers "Homer Simpson, Sir. One of the finest, bravest men ever to grace sector 7G." Mr Burns "Look at that man, he has the crowd in the palm of his hand. I haven't seen anything like it since Jolson. Who is he?" Smithers "That's Homer Simpson, sir. He used to work here in the plant, but we fired him for gross incompetence." Mr Burns "This anonymous clan of slack-jawed troglodytes has cost me the election, and yet if I were to have them killed, I would be the one to go to jail. That's democracy for you." Smithers "You are noble and poetic in defeat, sir." Mr Burns "How does he do it, Smithers?" Smithers "He's a love machine, sir." Mr Burns "You're not as stupid as you look, or sound, or our best testing indicates."   Mr Burns "Who is that lavatory linksman, Smithers?" Smithers "Homer Simpson, sir. One of the fork and spoon operators from sector 7-G." Mr Burns "This man is costing my health plan five thousand dollars a day! I demand he die with dignity." Mr Burns "Who is that firebrand, Smithers?" Smithers "That's Homer Simpson." Mr Burns "Simpson, eh? New man?" Smithers "Actually, sir, he thwarted your campaign for governor, you ran over his son, he saved the plant from meltdown, his wife painted you in the nude..." Mr Burns "Doesn't ring a bell." Mr Burns "Really Smithers, I'll be fine. I'm sure your replacement will be able to handle everything. Who is he, anyway?" Smithers "Uh, Homer Simpson, sir. One of your organ banks from sector 7-G. All the recent events of your life have revolved around him in some way." Mr Burns "Simpson, eh?" Mr Burns "Who the devil are you?" Homer "Homer Simpson!" Mr Burns "What?" Homer "Homer Simpson!" Mr Burns "What are you talking about?" Homer "Homer..." Mr Burns "You're not making sense, man!" Homer "Shut up! Homer Simpson!" Mr Burns "I can't understand a word you're saying!" Homer "My name is Homer Simpson!" Mr Burns "You're just babbling incoherently..." Mr Burns "Whoops. Lost a nail. Well, that's leprosy for you." Mr Burns "Let the fools have their tar-tar sauce!" Official Simpsons Stuff and Videos are Available at "The Simpsons" TM and Copyright FOX and it's related companies. All rights reserved. This is a NOT FOR PROFIT fan site and is not authorized by FOX.