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00:42:49
Dan Castellaneta, Nancy Cartwright, Harry Shearer
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♪ A hip-hop perjurer ♪
and most of his invitee are either dead or fictional.
Luckily, the pincushion store across the street
A chessboard where the pieces are lipsticks!
Oh, hush. I'm a worn-out old miser
(laughs) Goulash!
I need my quince!
Where is that loafer with my ice?
Now, dance the night away on my vintage 1920s parquet floor.
Mmm. A trifle fatty, but other than that,
and you're a tone-deaf pauper who lives in a grave.
I hope he get food poisoning from nacho. Peace!
Be gone, urchin. We have work to do.
rhubarb, pineapple.
I've never had one of those newfangled swipe-a-ma-jigs.
Are you Montgomery Burns, the despised billionaire?
I swear on the squid beak of Lord Cthulhu
from such different backgrounds could end up as chum?
Hey, Burnsie, I didn't get any brand-new sneaker today.
Oh, it's simple, bring the chit from the applicable restroom
♪ Now I got half a gazebo, and not even the good half ♪
Wait. What happened to my posse?
My eyes were clouded by the cataract of excess.
I had betray Mr. Burns and felt sick about it.
Sultans mingle with Sultans of Swat.
Jay G seduce me with cobbler.
Are you Montgomery Burns, the despise billionaire?
to be completely disgust by you.
I've dedicate my entire allowance
I stew it from flowers left on graves.
Good luck. It's temper titanium
Jay lure me into debt and now he owns everything.
Yeah. I ditch him, all right.
we can use against my sworn enemy, Jay G?
Everything I am I owe to you.
Would it help if I whip you?
That I inspire you to such pure and evil greed,
I've got a granny in Atlanta who custom bake them just for me.
I splash all my cash.
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Although we interpret the theme a bit differently
(sighs) Everyone's gone. Even Smithers never bother
HOMER: And so was forge the most unlikely of friendships.
Xeroxed it, returned it, and wore the copy.
HOMER: The two rivals found themselves doom by the lusts
left on the seat of a bus I stole.
punching back ceaselessly into his own face.
that was so cruelly taken from me.
Luckily, the pincushion store across the street
Although we interpreted the theme a bit differently
I could barely shut up and go along with it.
Sign this release legally releasing the hounds.
Apparently, I'm their leader now.
One word from me and they'll rip you apart.
Don't you worry. A posse's loyalty is forever.
WOMEN: ♪ What could possibly go wrong with retail? ♪
"You will never be truly ruthless
Indeed. I just wish Smithers and his ice were here
uh, perhaps you could, uh, distribute these invitations
We finally found the Bookmark Barn.
HOMER: I looked deep into my heart,
♪ Go round, hey ♪
Now, almost drop me.
Hmm, it kind of looks like it does.
JAY: Mixtape coming soon, ladies.
I could barely shut up and go along with it.
hot-dog-and-horseshoes thing later?
But they're so far away.
We were going to open up a money-losing winery together.
A beachside bacchanal
we might not see blowhole one.
to your more, uh, presentable friends.
Well, before long, another aimless soul
"for an evening of madcap magic and mischief
sipping hot buttered rum in a ski chalet
A beachside bacchanal
Even I'm baffled by the toilet payment system.
Yeah, one cup of salted caramel.
MARGE: "Your esteemed presence is requested
I must tell you, it's the most incandescent,
In an age of shameful excess,
Bone broth brittle?
♪ When I was born, our cupboards were barren ♪
We were kindred souls.
and most of his invitees are either dead or fictional.
of the infamous Gaslight Strangler
into scented candles.
without the mascot of my multinational empire.
♪ 'Cause we're all from the same celestial mother ♪
It's the curse of the adorable little store.
I followed you. I got suspicious when you came home last night
Well, if we went on some lame econo-watch,