The Simpsons1989

Mayor Quimby:
People, take it easy. We're all upset about Mr. Burns' plan to, uh, block out our sun. It is time for decisive action. I have here a polite but firm letter to Mr. Burns' underlings, who with some cajoling, will pass it along to him or at least give him the gist of it.

Quimby's Aide:
[Whispers] Sir, a lot of people are stroking guns.

Mayor Quimby:
Also it has been brought to my attention that a number of you are stroking guns. Therefore I will step aside and open up the floor.

Smithers:
[Smithers, unshaven and drunk, stands up]

[Crying]

Smithers:
Mr. Burns was the closest thing I ever had to... a friend. But he fired me! And now I spend my days drinking cheap scotch and watching Comedy Central!

Doctor Hibbert:
Oh, dear God!

Smithers:
Eh, it's not that bad. I never miss Pardon My Zinger.

[Ned wraps a blanket around him]

Groundskeeper Willie:
Burns cost me my groundskeeping job at the school. And I'm too superstitious to take the one at the cemetery.

Abe Simpson:
Because of him, I lost my room, my things and my buddy's collection of old sunbathing magazines.

Crazy Old Man:
You bastard!