Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I'll be the sole survivor, and the treasure will be mine.

So long, Sarge. See you at the reunion in November.

put your manhood to the ultimate test and take-

There is one more way to kill a man...

Aw, figures. Hey, Mr. Burns!

I gotta hole up here for a while. They might still be after me!

Oh, jabber jacks! Schoolhouse don't put out spittoons, I ain't responsible.

Help! Nurse! Someone's trying to kill me!

I need you to fly to Springfield and assassinate this man posthaste.

Monty Burns is trying to kill me, and it's all because-

We'll all be rich- rich as Nazis.

but I could use a nest egg for retirement.

Wow! He's even more agitated than usual.

That means the fortune's almost mine.

The folks who shoot at us all day? Let's just take them.

Now, my story begins in nineteen dickety-two.

our residents... are trying...to do aqua aerobics

- No. - Know anything about water safety?

Ohhh Conor can't you go five seconds without humiliating yourself?

Well put, Oxford. Now remember, you can't all sign with an "X."

Haven't you won the war yet?

Leave them for whom? The Germans?

Smithers, I want that idiot like a future and eternity man killed!. That's never been eating any more things in that's life.

Back then I was known as Sergeant Simpson...

Yeah. I could buy chicken dinners three times a day.