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| - Mr. Burns (inside of the giant cage bird): Quiet Smithers! Now bring me some fresh water and a change of newspaper! If I have to read that same "Dilbert" one more time, I'll go mad! Smithers : No speaking while Mr. Burns is ranting! Mr. Burns (upon seeing Falco): Smithers, who is this noble creature? Smithers: It appears to be a falcon, sir. Bart : He's Falco. Mr. Burns : Falco, eh? I like the cut of his giblets. He reminds me of myself. Lisa : It's Bart's pager! Bart : So? Falco can get his own blanket. Lenny (to Carl, looking at Marge): Maybe it's the island madness talking, but that Marge sure is pretty. I think I'll drown Homer and make her my bride. Wanna help? Carl : Okay, but then I'll drown you and make her my bride later. Lenny : Fair enough. Marge : Dinner is served. Homer : What are we having? Marge : We're having stuff I scraped from the bottom of cans. Homer : Aw... We had that last night. Marge : No, that was stuff I scraped from the bottom of TV dinner trays. Homer (dressed as The Skipper from Gilligan's Island): Now, let's hide! There are headhunters everywhere, a giant spider, and a guy who doesn't now War World II is over! Bart : I'm worried about Homer. Lisa : I'm more worried about where that laugh track is coming from. Bart : Man, what smells so funky? Homer : Don't look at me. I took a sponge bath in those lemon-scented towelettes. Mr. Burns (after activating the karousel): Smithers, why weren't they floating into the air and exploding? Smithers : The union wouldn't allow it, sir. Mr. Burns (disappointed): Very well then. Give them their plane tickets and have the hired goons escort them out of the building. Lenny (to his goon): Hey, you're twisting my arm the wrong way. Homer's Goon: Oh, sorry. It's his first day out of goon school. Mr. Burns : Greetings, old timers! And welcome to Karousel. Please note the spelling of Karousel with a "K" to avoid copyright infringement. Bart (trying to get Falco to play fetch with a stick): Go on, Falco! Get it! I can't begin my reign of terror if you don't get the stick! Carl (to Homer): You didn't read the memo? What am I saying, of course you didn't. Smithers (upon seeing Homer's I.D.): You were born in 1941? This I.D. looks fake. Homer (indignant): Oh, and next you'll accuse me of making a fake I.D. in the eighties to get out of fighting in the Cola Wars! Homer : So, Lenny, Carl, you guys ride to work together everyday? Lenny : Yep. Bart (having bought Falco): Wow, Falco! Everyone's totally going to forget they're mad at me when I bring you home! Homer (upon seeing Falco): That falcon is amazing. I've totally forgotten why I was mad at you, boy. Lisa : Mom, there are birds stuck in your-- Homer : Quiet, Lisa. Your mother has to "hrmmm" now. Marge : Hrmmm. Reverend Lovejoy (angry, at Bart): You broke Saint Ignatius, Saint Sebastian, and even poor Saint Olaf! Bart (remorseful): How's Saint Ptolomaeus? Marge : I suppose we'll just have to cut back on luxuries. Everyone pour their gravy back into the boat. C'mon! C'mon!
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