Ringo Starr: Dear Marge, thanks for the fab painting of yours truly! I hung it on me wall! You're quite an artist. In answer to your question, yes we do have Hamburgers and Fries in England, but we call French Fries "chips"! Love, Ringo. PS. Forgive the lateness of my reply.
Mr. Burns: You're the fattest thing I've ever seen, and I've been on safari!
Homer: If you need me, I'll be in the refrigerator! (starts crying)
Smithers: Actually, I value every second we're together, from the moment I squeeze his orange juice in the morning till I tuck him in at night. He's not just my boss, he's my best friend, too.
Mr. Burns: Aaah! There's something on my leg, get it off, get it off!
Marge: Mr. Burns, it's just a baby!
Burns: Somebody up there likes me, Smithers!
Smithers: Somebody down here likes you too, sir.
Burns: Shut up!
Smithers: Have you ever painted the rich and powerful?
Marge: Well, I don't know. Just Ringo Starr.
Mr. Burns: Ringo?
Smithers: He was the drummer for a rock and roll pop combo called The Beatles, sir.
Mr. Burns: Beatles, eh? Yes, I seem to remember their off-key caterwauling on the old Sullivan Show. What was Ed thinking?