The Simpsons1989

Homer Simpson:
[Mr. Burns performs a lobotomy on Homer without anesthesia] Ow. Ow! OW!

Mr. Burns:
Quit complaining! This way I don't have to waste money on morphine! Well Smithers, you were right, he was not dead. I guess I owe you a Coke. And as for you, you clinking, clattering cacophany of colligenous cog and camshifts, take that! [Mr. Burns kicks the robot, which tips and looms over him]

Smithers:
Run Sir! [the robot lands on Mr. Burns, crushing him save for his head]

Mr. Burns:
Every bone in my body broken... vital organs leaking fluid... slight headache... loss of appetite... Smithers, I'm going to die.

Smithers:
No sir! Is there anything I can do?

Mr. Burns:
We have one chance. Go to my office. Second drawer... there is some ether...

Homer Simpson:
[Homer awakens, then walks into bathroom to remind himself that it was only a nightmare. When he closes the medicine cabinet, he sees Mr. Burns' head grafted onto him] Aaaaaaaah!

Mr. Burns:
Perhaps you're wondering why you have two heads. Well my body was crushed, so my head was grafted onto your, shall we say, ample frame.

Homer Simpson:
[hyperventilating] I didn't wake up! It's all a dream! It's just a dream!

Mr. Burns:
Oh that's right! It's all a dream! Or is it? [laughs evilly]