Look Marge, you don’t know what it’s like - I’m the one out there every day putting his ass on the line. And I’m not out of order! You’re out of order! The whole freaking system is out of order! You want the truth? You want the truth? You can’t handle the truth! ’Cause when you reach over and put your hand into a pile of goo that was your best friend’s face, you’ll know what to do!! Forget it Marge, it’s Chinatown!!!— Homer
Burns: Get going! And answer those phones, install the computer system, and rotate my office so the window faces the hills.
Homer: Uh-huh, uh-huh. Okay, um, can you repeat the part of the stuff where you said all about the... things. Uh... the things?
Homer: Here are your messages: you have 30 minutes to move your car; you have 10 minutes; your car has been impounded; your car has been crushed into a cube; you have 30 minutes to move your cube.
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