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Treehouse of Horror II

Mr. Burns: [Mr. Burns transplants Homer's brain into a robot] Smithers, hand me that ice-cream scoop.
Smithers: Ice-cream scoop?
Mr. Burns: Dammit, Smithers! This isn't rocket science, it's brain surgery!
[Mr. Burns removes Homer's brain, then puts it atop his own head]
Mr. Burns: Look at me, I'm Davy Crockett!

Homer Simpson: All right I'll make a wish that can't possibly backfire. I wish for a turkey sandwich, on rye bread, with mustard, and I don't want any zombie turkeys, I don't want to turn into a turkey myself or any other weird surprises, you got that?

[last lines]
[Screen fades to black as creepy music plays, then the scene resumes with the normal Simpsons' music; looking like a canonical episode]
Narrator: Next week, on "The Simpsons".
Lisa Simpson: Don't forget Dad, tonight my class is having an all-you-can-eat spaghetti dinner.
Homer: Mmm... spaghetti.
Mr. Burns: But Homer, tonight's our reception for Queen Beatrix of the Netherlands.
Homer: DOH! I hate having two heads!

[Homer yelps as Smithers and Mr. Burns drag him through a cemetary in a bag]
Smithers: Listen, sir! Did you hear that?
Mr. Burns: [mockingly] No I didn't! What was it? Frankenstein? The booger man?
Smithers: It's the man in the bag, sir! I think he's alive.
Mr. Burns: Oh.
[beats Homer with shovel]
Mr. Burns: Bad corpse! Bad corpse! Stop... scaring... Smithers! Satisfied?
Smithers: Thank you, sir.

[Mr. Burns has put Homer's brain into a robot]
Mr. Burns: Oh, Smithers, I was wrong to play God. Life is precious, not a thing to be toyed with. Now take out that brain and flush it down the toilet!

[after picking up the phone]
Moe: Moe's Tavern. Hold on, I'll check.
[to the bar]
Moe: Hey, everybody. I'm a stupid moron with an ugly face and a big butt and my butt smells, and I like to kiss my own butt.
[the bar laughs]
Moe: Oh, wait a minute.

Homer Simpson: He gets it from your side of the family, you know? No monsters on my side.

[Homer awakens with a scream]
Marge Simpson: Did you have a nightmare, Homey?
Homer Simpson: No, Bart bit me!
Bart Simpson: Hey man, you were crushing me! I tried to scream, but my mouth was full of flab.

Smithers: Oh, in the mean time, sir, may I suggest a random firing; just to throw the fear of God into them.

Mr. Burns: Behold! The greatest breakthrough in labor relations since the cat-o'-nine-tails!

Mr. Burns: Little do they realize but their days of suckling at my teat are numbered.

[Bart and Lisa come back from trick-or-treating; Bart is dressed as an executioner, Lisa as a large totem pole]
Bart Simpson: Would have gotten even more if Lisa could walk faster!
Lisa Simpson: I didn't select this costume for mobility. I wore it to salute the noble Native Americans of the Pacific Northwest...
[Barts pokes her. She tips over with a yell]
Bart Simpson: Ha-ha-ha!

Dr. Marvin Monroe: You like attention, don't you Bart?
Bart Simpson: Do I ever!
Dr. Marvin Monroe: The problem is you don't care whether it's good attention for something like getting high marks in school or bad attention for something like say, turning your father into a Jack-in-the-Box. Homer I see you agree with my theory.
Homer Simpson: I'm not nodding, it's the air conditioning.

Mr. Burns: Oh, that fellow at Radio Shack said I was mad! Well, who's mad now? Muwahahaha!

[First lines]
[Marge comes out on stage and issues her disclaimer]
Marge Simpson: Ahem. Hello, everyone. Before last year's Hallowe'en show, I warned you not to let your children watch. But you did anyway. Mm. Well, this year's episode is even worse. It's scarier, more violent, and I think they snuck in some bad language, too. So please, tuck in your children and...
[sighs]
Marge Simpson: Well, if you didn't listen to me last time, you're not going to now. Enjoy the show.

Homer Simpson: [Mr. Burns performs a lobotomy on Homer without anesthesia] Ow. Ow! Ow!
Mr. Burns: Oh, will you quit your complaining!
Smithers: Si, do you know what this means? He is alive!
Smithers: Oh, you're right, Smithers. I guess I owe you a Coke. And as for you, you clinking, clattering cacophany of colligenous cog and camshifts, take that! Agh!
[Mr. Burns kicks the robot, which tips and looms over him]
Smithers: Run Sir!
[the robot lands on Mr. Burns, crushing him save for his head]
Mr. Burns: Every bone shattered... organs leaking vital fluids... a slight headache... loss of appetite... Smithers, I'm going to die.
Smithers: Sir, is there nothing I can do?
Mr. Burns: Well, perhaps. Smithers, go to to my office. In the third drawer of my desk I... surgical tools and some either.
Homer Simpson: Aaaaaaaah!
[Homer wakes up]
Marge Simpson: Did you have a nightmare, Homie?
Homer Simpson: No, Bart bit me.
Bart Simpson: Hey, man, you were crushing me. I tried to scream, but my mouth was full of flab.
Homer Simpson: Eh, I gotta go shake the doo-whoop-a-dilly. Aaaaaaaah!
[goes to the bathroom, then he sees Mr. Burns' head grafted onto him in the mirror]
Mr. Burns: Perhaps you're wondering why you have two heads. Well my body was crushed, so I had my head grafted onto your, shall we say, ample frame.
Homer Simpson: [hyperventilating] I didn't wake up! It's all a dream! It's just a dream!
Mr. Burns: Oh that's right! It's all a dream! Or is it?
[laughs evilly]

[Homer answers the door to Jimbo and Kearney]
Jimbo, Kearney: Trick-or-treat, man!
Homer Simpson: Hey, aren't you a little old for this? You're not even wearing costumes!
Kearney: Hand over the candy, old dude, or we egg your house back to the Stone Age!
[Jimbo opens a carton. Homer tips the whole bowl into Kearney's sack]
Homer Simpson: Here you go, kids. Heh-heh...
[closes the door]
Homer Simpson: Lousy punks...
[He heads back to the living room, then comes the sound of eggs hitting the door]
Homer Simpson: D'OH!

Edna Krabappel: Well, class, the history of our country has been changed again, to correspond to Bart's answers on yesterday's test. American was now discovered in nineteen-forty-two, by... some guy. And our country isn't called "America" anymore, it's... "Bonerland".

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What is the Spanish language plot outline for Treehouse of Horror II (1991)?