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Difference between revisions of "Mr. Burns to the Rescue/Quotes"

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:'''[[Mr. Burns]]:''' Hmmm. Dinner seems to be noticeably absent tonight. Smithers? Rigorous bathtime exfoliations arent's forthcoming. Smithers? [TCCH!] The hounds aren't going to releaes themselves! Smiiitherrrs!
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{{qf|[[Mr. Burns]]}} Hmmm. Dinner seems to be noticeably absent tonight. Smithers? Rigorous bathtime exfoliations arent's forthcoming. Smithers? [TCCH!] The hounds aren't going to releaes themselves! Smiiitherrrs!
:'''Mr. Burns' hounds:''' Woo! Woooo!  
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{{qf|[[The Hounds|Mr. Burns' hounds]]}} Woo! Woooo!  
 
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:'''[[Mr. Burns]]:''' What is Samuel Hill...? Smithers! This bacon is too curly! You know I like my cured met's stretched flat! Take this away!
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{{qf|Mr. Burns}} What is Samuel Hill...? Smithers! This bacon is too curly! You know I like my cured met's stretched flat! Take this away!
:'''[[Waylon Smithers]]:''' Of course, sir.
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{{qf|[[Waylon Smithers]]}} Of course, sir.
:'''[[Mr. Burns]]:''' Go down to the basement and fetch my left-handed bacon streatcher! You can use it to re-prepare this travesty tou call breakfast.
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{{qf|Mr. Burns}} Go down to the basement and fetch my left-handed bacon streatcher! You can use it to re-prepare this travesty tou call breakfast.
:'''[[Waylon Smithers]]:''' [Cuckle!]
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{{qf|Waylon Smithers}} [Cuckle!]
:'''[[Mr. Burns]]:''' Cease your cacophound giggles and guffaws, you lackwit! Did I say something humorous?
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{{qf|Mr. Burns}} Cease your cacophound giggles and guffaws, you lackwit! Did I say something humorous?
:'''[[Waylon Smithers]]:''' Welll... er... No, sir, it's just that... a left-handed bacon stretcher doesn't actually exist. When I was a boy at camp, we used to send the younger kids out looking for one as a joke. Kind of like a snipe hunt... you know, a fool's errand.
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{{qf|Waylon Smithers}} Welll... er... No, sir, it's just that... a left-handed bacon stretcher doesn't actually exist. When I was a boy at camp, we used to send the younger kids out looking for one as a joke. Kind of like a snipe hunt... you know, a fool's errand.
:'''[[Mr. Burns]]:''' Banana oil! That bacon stretcher is a Burns family heirloom! Now cease your lollygagging and go find it!
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{{qf|Mr. Burns}} Banana oil! That bacon stretcher is a Burns family heirloom! Now cease your lollygagging and go find it!
:'''[[Waylon Smithers]]:''' Eeep! Yes, sir!
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{{qf|Waylon Smithers}} Eeep! Yes, sir!
 
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:'''[[Mr. Burns]]:''' Mr. Smithers may have been my lackey for years... ...but even he doesn't know all the secrets of stately Burns manor!
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{{qf|Mr. Burns}} Mr. Smithers may have been my lackey for years... ...but even he doesn't know all the secrets of stately Burns manor!
 
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:'''[[Waylon Smithers]]:''' I assure you, this is just a misunder---
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{{qf|Waylon Smithers}} I assure you, this is just a misunder---
:'''Monster:''' Silence! All trepassers must be dealt with your punishment is... ...death!
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{{qf|Monster}} Silence! All trepassers must be dealt with your punishment is... ...death!
:'''[[Mr. Burns]]:''' What in the name of Al Jolson is going on here? I say, you there!
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{{qf|Mr. Burns}} What in the name of Al Jolson is going on here? I say, you there!
:'''Monster:''' Who dares...?! I don't know how you got in here, but you wont't be leaving prepare to die!!
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{{qf|Monster}} Who dares...?! I don't know how you got in here, but you wont't be leaving prepare to die!!
:'''[[Waylon Smithers]]:'''Nooo! Mr. Burns!
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{{qf|Waylon Smithers}}Nooo! Mr. Burns!
:'''Monster:''' Mr. Burns?! I'm so rorry, sir! I didn't recognize you. My eyes aren't what they used to be... it's the blasted light down here. Heh, heh! Please don't fire me.
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{{qf|Monster}} Mr. Burns?! I'm so rorry, sir! I didn't recognize you. My eyes aren't what they used to be... it's the blasted light down here. Heh, heh! Please don't fire me.
 
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:'''[[Mr. Burns]]:''' I need my left-handed bacon streatcher. Fetch it posthaste!
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{{qf|Mr. Burns}} I need my left-handed bacon streatcher. Fetch it posthaste!
:'''Monster:''' Right away sir! I just ssaw it here the other day, you know... oh, this place is such a mess... why is it always the last place you look... I'm sure it's around here somewere...
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{{qf|Monster}} Right away sir! I just ssaw it here the other day, you know... oh, this place is such a mess... why is it always the last place you look... I'm sure it's around here somewhere...
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Latest revision as of 09:18, May 15, 2021



Mr. Burns: Hmmm. Dinner seems to be noticeably absent tonight. Smithers? Rigorous bathtime exfoliations arent's forthcoming. Smithers? [TCCH!] The hounds aren't going to releaes themselves! Smiiitherrrs!
Mr. Burns' hounds: Woo! Woooo!

Mr. Burns: What is Samuel Hill...? Smithers! This bacon is too curly! You know I like my cured met's stretched flat! Take this away!
Waylon Smithers: Of course, sir.
Mr. Burns: Go down to the basement and fetch my left-handed bacon streatcher! You can use it to re-prepare this travesty tou call breakfast.
Waylon Smithers: [Cuckle!]
Mr. Burns: Cease your cacophound giggles and guffaws, you lackwit! Did I say something humorous?
Waylon Smithers: Welll... er... No, sir, it's just that... a left-handed bacon stretcher doesn't actually exist. When I was a boy at camp, we used to send the younger kids out looking for one as a joke. Kind of like a snipe hunt... you know, a fool's errand.
Mr. Burns: Banana oil! That bacon stretcher is a Burns family heirloom! Now cease your lollygagging and go find it!
Waylon Smithers: Eeep! Yes, sir!

Mr. Burns: Mr. Smithers may have been my lackey for years... ...but even he doesn't know all the secrets of stately Burns manor!

Waylon Smithers: I assure you, this is just a misunder---
Monster: Silence! All trepassers must be dealt with your punishment is... ...death!
Mr. Burns: What in the name of Al Jolson is going on here? I say, you there!
Monster: Who dares...?! I don't know how you got in here, but you wont't be leaving prepare to die!!
Waylon Smithers:Nooo! Mr. Burns!
Monster: Mr. Burns?! I'm so rorry, sir! I didn't recognize you. My eyes aren't what they used to be... it's the blasted light down here. Heh, heh! Please don't fire me.

Mr. Burns: I need my left-handed bacon streatcher. Fetch it posthaste!
Monster: Right away sir! I just ssaw it here the other day, you know... oh, this place is such a mess... why is it always the last place you look... I'm sure it's around here somewhere...