The Burns and the Bees/Quotes

:Homer: Marge, remember when we were talking about our worst fears?
:Marge: Uh-huh.
:Homer: And mine was snakes, and yours was...?
:Marge: Never being a grandmother.
:Homer: Really? I thought it was Lisa with a beard of bees. Well, whatever, brace yourself.
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:Lisa: Willie, I didn't know you were an apiarist.
:Groundskeeper Willie: From context, I can tell that means beekeeper. There's a tradegy, Lisa. No man should outlive his bees. They're stinging god now. (CRYING)
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:Mayor Quimby: First, one announcement: I regret to inform you we are not offering childcare tonight. I don't know who that guy was you were leaving your kids with.
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:Lisa: Dad, we have to do something all the bees are dying!
:Homer: (sarcastically) Oh, no! No bees! Ooh, now who will sting me and walk all over my sandwiches?
:Lisa: But, Dad! Bees pollinate flowers.
:Homer: Pfft. Flowers, the painted whores of the plant world.
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:Moe: Listen, Homer: in the back room, I got these super-tough Africanized bees. I saw this ad in a gentleman's magazine for excited African honeys and that's what they sent me. If we could combine them with Lisa's bees, it would make them strong enough to survive any environment.
:Homer: But how are we supposed to combine the DNA of two strains of the same species?
:Moe: Actually, Homer... (whispers)
:Homer: (gasps) You and me?
:Moe: No, the bees!
:Homer: Oh, yeah, yeah, that's what I meant, too. I... have no... inclination.
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:(When Lisa releases the bees into their sanctuary)
:Lisa: Oh, I miss them.
:Marge: Now you know how I'll feel when you go to college.
:Lisa: You'll always have Bart! Always.
:Marge: But he'll be gone a lot repairing refrigerators.
:Lisa: Always.
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:(As Lisa's bees are swarming around the breakfast table)
:Bart: Mom, maybe you shouldn't have put so much syrup on the pancakes.
:Homer: The secret is not to swallow the stingers. (takes big bite of pancakes with bees on them, and spits stingers out into a glass)
:Lisa: Dad, don't eat the bees!
:Homer: They're just drones, Lisa, they only live for, like, 5 minutes anyway! And they only have haploid cells, not diploid like me and Bart!
:Bart: Yeah! (high-fives Homer)
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:Jimbo: Nice prank, Simpson. I dare you to dump that bees' nest on those second grade babies.
:Bart: Why would I want to?
:Jimbo: Because I said "I dare you." Kearney, can you read it back?
:Kearney: (reading) "Nice prank, Simpson. I dare you to dump that bees' nest on those second grade babies. Bart: Why would I want to?
:Jimbo: Because I said "I dare you." Kearney, can you read it back?
:Kearney: (reading) "Nice prank, Simpson. I dare you to..."
:Jimbo: The point is, Simpson, a dare has been placed on your nards.
:Bart: My nards accept.
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:Mr. Burns: Smithers, who is that man, and why is his enthusiasm not being punished?
:Smithers: That's Mark Cuban, the most flamboyant owner in the league.
:Mark Cuban: (sliding down a cable while holding sparklers) I'm out of my mind!
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:Mark Cuban: What's the use of owning a basketball team if you don't have fun?
:Mr. Burns: Fun? Is that how it's pronounced? I've only seen it written.
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:Lisa: Mr. Burns, you can't do that.
:Mr. Burns: I can, I am, and soon I shall have been. I'm unstoppable! (turns around and walks into a tree) Kill his acorns and make him watch.
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:Jonathan Frink, Jr: See those red spots? This bee is suffering from bee measles. Or as I call it, beesles.
:Homer: Animals get sick?
:Professor Frink: I'm going to talk to the girl now.
:Homer: You're the nerd.
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:Lisa: Listen, people. You didn't listen to me about the darter snail, you didn't listen to me about the osprey, and you didn't listen to me about the jabalina.
:Lenny: The feisty pig of the desert?
:Lisa: Apparently, not feisty enough.
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:Homer: Flowers: the painted whores of the plant world.
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:(Lisa walks in with a beard of bees)
:Grampa: President Lincoln! You've come back, and you got rid of that hat. You've got my vote.
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:Bumblebee Man: Stop, I'm one of you!
:Bee: (buzzing) We hate you the most, uncle Tom!
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:(Mr. Burns shots a gorilla mascot with a sniper)
:Smithers: Sir, Were those real bullets?
:Mr. Burns: Yes. Was that a real gorilla?
:Smithers: No.
:Mr. Burns: (Looking at the mascot's body) I see...
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