Me Burns goes too far. After an incident at a reluctant retiree's retirement party where Mr Burns throws him out of a train, holds donuts hostage at work again, steals oil from Springfield Elementary's new Oil fissure discovered by Willie and the controversial Burns diagonal oil rig destroying Bart's Treehouse and seriously injuring him and Milhouse and!Running over Santa's Little Helper, and finally trying to block out the sun so everyone will have to use his electricity 24 hours a day. (And sacking Smithers when he protests.) And Forgetting Homer's name, one too many times... Someone has enough and kills him!
PlotThe Simpsons get a free sample of dish washer soap in the mail. Marge collects the mail.
"Resident. Occupant. Death threat to Bart from Sideshow Bob... Hmm." She looks at a small bottle of dish washer soap. "Free sample of Lemon Time." Mmmmm... Citrus O'clock... Hehehehe!
"Ooh, give it here." Homer took the bottle of Lemon Time and drank it...
"Homer, that's dishwashing liquid!" Marge explained.
"Yeah, but what Are ya gonna do?" said Homer. He belched up some bubbles.
Oscar laughed.
"Here's a letter from work." said Marge.
Homer read it.
"Oh! Mr Burns is holding a retirement party for Jack Marley!" said Homer.
"How about Bob Marley?! One looooooove! One heeeeeeart!" Oscar was being silly...
"No!" Homer snapped at him.
They go to the party.
"We're here for Jack's retirement party." said Homer.
"Follow the Headless Brakeman." said Squeaky Voiced Teen dressed as Casey Jones. The train driver.
There was a steam engine brakeman with no head!
Oscar laughed hysterically.
Marge sighed and Homer face palmed as they followed the headless ghoul.
"Personally I'd prefer a headless clown..." said Oscar being silly.
"Quiet boy..." Homer barked.
Mr Burns forces a senior member of staff, who sounds like Droopy dog, to retire by holding him a retirement party in a restaurant built in the remains of a famous train and throws him out mid speech.
"But I don't want to retire! My job is all I have to live for!" Jack Marley whined.
"That awful, awful man!" Marge remarks at Mr Burns's behaviour.
Mr Burns then has a song and dance number celebrating him.
"He's Monty Burns!" The can can dancers sang and danced.
"That's Mr Burns!" Mr Burns glowered.
"He's Monty Monty Monty..." and so on and so forth.
...
At school one morning Skinner is walking the halls.
"Is there nothing so intoxicating as the school hallway at early morn?" said Skinner. He inhaled.
Then Skinner smells a horrible stench. "Hmmmm! That's odd. My school doesn't usually smell this bad..." said Skinner. He checked where the smell could be coming from. "Nope not the water fountains."
"Wash basins are fresh... I think I'll check one of the class rooms..."
He checked a classroom. He gagged in disgust because in a hamster tank was a dead Gerbil crushed under its water bottle. The stench was probably it decomposing. "Crushed by his own water bottle..."
Willie was in one of boiler rooms chuckling and reading a comic about a reindeer or something. Possibly Rocky and Bullwinkle.
"Willie over the holidays third grade gerbil Superdude tragically lost his life. Please dispose of him with a dignified burial..." said Skinner to Willie.
"Ach! Ye are lucky! My own father was thrown in the bog..." said Willie.
Then Willie discovers oil under the school while trying to bury a school gerbil that died.
"By Saint Ephesiocritus!" said Willie as oil spurted out.
"That's my name, don't wear it out." said the ghost of Saint Ephesiocritus.
Mrs Krabappel smell something. "What is that smell? Must be one of the Van Houtens..."
"It's not!" Milhouse said annoyed.
Second grade, Miss Hoover's classroom shook violently.
"Miss Hoover! The floor is trembling!" said Ralph.
"Ralph remember when you thought-" said Miss Hoover but a jet of oil blasted him and his desk through the ceiling. He screamed as he shot up and out of the school.
Back in fourth grade a few moments before Ralph's desk erupted.
"What's that rumbling?" Lewis asked.
"Sounds to me like the beginning of the end." said Üter, the fat German kid.
"Sounds more like Bart's stomach..." Milhouse snarked.
Bart winced as his stomach grumbled.
"Bart did you eat your breakfast this morning?" Nelson asked wincing.
Bart grimaced as his stomach rumbled.
"Ach de liebe! Breakfast is very important, Ja?" said Üter, the fat German kid. He gets introduced in a Halloween episode and gets to be canon but Hugo doesn't?!
Down in third grade.
They heard the rumbling.
"Oz... did you play Jumanji again..." Ace sighed.
Peter grimaced exasperated.
...
Meanwhile Mr Burns needed a parcel with a lot of alliteration delivered by midnight.
Peter Porter of Pasenda waited while purloining pickled peppers.
"Now that's a tongue twister!" said Homer at his work station relaxing,
"That's what she said." Oscar snarked before cracking up with laughter.
Homer face palmed.
"Chair goes round... chair goes round..." Oscar bored, spun about in a spare office chair in Homer's workstation.
Smithers handed the parcel to a fat post officer guy with a red moustache.
A chain of workers passed the letter or parcel on. Homer was the last and delivered the parcel to Mr Burns.
"Perk up. Package of plant profit projection for Pete Porter in Pasadena." said some guy with a moustache giving Homer the parcel.
"Here's your package Mr Burns!" Homer delivered the parcel to Mr Burns.
"You half witted nicompoop! I'm the return address!" Mr Burns yelled at Homer. "Smithers who is this idiot?!"
"Ten years I've worked for him and still he doesn't remember my name! Well not anymore!" said Homer to himself.
Homer got his job at the plant shortly before Marge gave birth to Bart and Hugo. Remember?
"Sir, I'm Homer J Simp-ow! Son." Mr Burns pushed a red button to drop a tiny weight on his head.
"Curses! I can't make a head or tail of these metric boobytraps!" Mr Burns sighed.
"I'm sorry sir. It sounded larger when you ordered it." said Smithers.
"That's what she said..." Oscar snarked and cracked up laughing.
"Get out of my office you senseless dunderpate." Mr Burns yelled.
Homer left.
"And you too you ridiculous urchin!" said Mr Burns to Oscar. Oscar followed Homer out.
Elsewhere Tito Puente was tired of the mambo circuit and wanted to go into teaching.
"Hey mambo, mambo Italiano!" Oscar sang while spinning in an office chair in Homer's monitoring station.
Homer sighed exasperated with him.
...
The school had to be suspended for the day to survey the damage and build an oil rig for the oil.
"Lord, such senseless destruction." said Skinner to Willie.
"Skinner!" Chalmers yelled.
"Super intendant Chalmers!" Skinner gasped.
"Why is it that when I hear the words school and exploded! I automatically think the word Skinneeeeer! And Simpsooooon!" Chalmers yelled.
"Hey! What did I do?" Bart whined walking past the Principal's office.
A man in a hard hat came in.
"Congratulations gentlemen! Your custodian has struck oil!"
"Yes! Caloo calay! Ohohoho!" Skinner and Chalmers cheered.
"Jabberwocky reference!" Oscar yelled.
"And we also found this..." the man held a dead oil covered gerbil.
"Thank you SuperDude." said Skinner.
Outside the school.
"So school is closed for the day because of that oil spurting out of it." Lisa asked.
"Yes so everyone go home." said Chalmers.
All the kids cheered. Except Lisa and Martin who wanted to learn today because they're insufferable geeks.
"Ah good, another day off annoying Homer at work..." Oscar laughed deviously.
Bart winced at him.
"I need a moment to mourn SuperDude." Oscar whimpered and sobbed.
Bart rolled his eyes and stroked Oscar's back, comforting him over a dead gerbil.
The ride on the bus home. Can't any of these kids walk?!
"You wanna try walking six blocks from home to the school?" Bart asked the fourth wall.
Oscar then started talking about his green goggles he wears in a similar manner to Tai from Digimon. On his forehead pushing his hair back and up in a ridiculous Troll doll style.
"Goggles in Japanese cartoons aka Anime are synonymous with young mechanics along with holding a large monkey wrench. Unfortunately I don't know anything about mechanics or engineering. I just wear goggles on my head as a fashion statement." said Oscar.
Bart groaned exasperated.
"Also I'm using the day off to try to raise the Three Stooges from the dead!" Oscar laughed maniacally.
"Hey that was my idea!" Bart whined.
Lisa winced concerned by their plans to raise dead celebrities as zombies...
...
Mr Burns was furious that the school had an oil rig.
"Balderdash! A nonprofit organisation with oil?! I won't allow it!" said Mr Burns angry. "An ol well doesn't belong in the hands of the common peasants and Betsy Bleeding Heart and Maynard G Muskie Voters!"
"Have you done enough exercise today sir?" said Smithers.
"No. Let's do twenty more miles." said Mr Burns.
They were riding an exercise bike in a room with a black and white checkered floor. Possibly the executive bathroom.
Then at the cafeteria he greeted all his workers except Homer.
"Hello Lenny, Carl, Guillermo." said Mr Burns.
"Hello said his workers. Guillermo Del Toro was writing horror films and Pans Labyrith.
Homer whined when he left.
"Cheer up Homer. Mr Burns still calls my son Reynaldo instead of Rolando." said Guillermo Del Toro.
At the Veterinary clinic.
Oscar had taken Teddy, his living teddy bear creature with him because he drank some Lemon Time dishwasher soap... Teddy belched bubbles and felt unwell.
Oscar sighed.
A man left with a fighting cock/rooster.
"Sir your bird will make a full recovery. But I'm afraid it'll never fight again." said a nurse to the man holding a rooster.
"Oh you'll see! He'll fight and he'll win!" The man ranted and he left.
Moleman was next. He had a pet mole...
"Moley Moley moleeeey!" Oscar heckled and laughed as he went to have his pet mole examined.
After Moleman left. Time passed...
Oscar yawned as he was bored. He noticed on the wall behind him was the dogs playing poker painting from Treehouse of Horror IV.
"Aaaaaagh! They're dogs! And they're playing poker! Gahahahaha!" He screamed and laughed hysterically in madness and had to be sedated.
"I said that painting was a bad idea..." said a veterinarian doctor.
"Shut up!" said a blonde nurse.
Plot 2At the school. "Now to direct our attention to what to invest the oil in. I was thinking sir that we give all the students college scholarships. And stick the disruptive pupils in their chairs with powerful magnets..." said Skinner.
"Hmmm yes... Before we draw up the budget Seymour, some students and Staff have some much needed suggestions..., said Chalmers.
First in was Willie.
"I want a crystal encrusted slop bucket and a brand new filthy blanket!" said Willie.
"I'll take Groundskeeper Willie's old slop bucket." said Hugo.
Next was Lunch Lady Doris. "The cafeteria staff is complaining about mice in the kitchen..." said Lunch Lady Doris.
"Hire film crew and shoot a children's film about it." said Skinner.
"I want a new staff." said Gandalf the Grey. For some reason.
Lisa suggested a school jazz club and a new music teacher who wasn't horrible to his students. Tito Puente.
"Tito Puente!" Skinner was in awe of him. "Very well Lisa! Mr Largo you're fired! Tito Puente you're hired!" said Skinner.
"You haven't seen the last of me!" Mr Largo ranted.
"Excellente Señor Skinner. I hope every student is as talented as Lisa." said Tito Puente.
Lisa giggled sheepishly. "Let's go now Tito." She ushered Tito Puente out of the office.
Oscar was up next. "Chocolate microscopes." He suggested. A stupid idea...
"For the last time... no Oscar!" said Skinner annoyed.
Otto was next. "Guitars but like they are double guitars..." said Otto.
"Puppies?" Ralph asked.
"Proper reading material..." Martin sighed.
Then Mr Burns tried to pass himself off as a pupil. He tried to ask Skinner to sell the oil rig to the nuclear power plant.
"It is naive to think a one hundred and four year old man could trick me into thinking he was one of my students. And besides you would have done better if you came dressed as Mr Snrub from a place Far Away," said Skinner.
"Who the devil is Mr Snrub?!" Mr Burns asked. "Never mind! Give me that oil! I have a monopoly to maintain! Hotels on Mayfaif! I own he waterworks and electricity utility!"
"Mr Burns that hotel is a dump and your monopoly is a sham! I'd never sell to someone as black hearted as you!" Skinner yelled.
"Then I shall give you a damn good thrashing!" Mr. Burns weakly slapped him and quickly got exhausted. "Smithers attack him!"
"Take that! And that!" Smithers fires staples from a stapler at him.
"Please don't waste those..." said Skinner.
...
Att the Simpsons house.
"Well I very happy Skinner hired Tito Puente to run the new Jazz club! How wonderful!" said Lisa.
"Big deal... Skinner didn't even consider my idea! Said it was unfeasible." said Bart.
"But Bart... It is nfeasible to resurrect the dead!" said Lisa. Cooooool!
Oscar laughed hysterically. "Cooooool! Zombies!"
"Oz no resurrecting the dead..." Lisa sighed.
Bart smirked and gave Oscar a friendly shoulder tap.
"And besides even if you could bring back the three Stooges. I highly doubt they'd want to hang out with you..." said Lisa to Bart.
"Yeah they'd probably want to see their families... " Bart sighed.
"Or eat everyone's brains..." said Oscar being demented.
"Or that..." said Bart,
"Coooool!" Oz imagined the three stooges as zombies...
"Well I think it would be nice if the school got up to date equipment. Look at this geography map Bart swiped." said Marge. On it Sri Lanka was called Ceylon.
"Brraaaaaaaaaaaiiiiins!" Oscar groaned.
"Oz no! For the last time! You can't raise the dead! Gosh this is all your fault Bart! You got him obsessed!" Lisa groaned.
"Oz calm down... no making zombies..." Bart sighed.
The school agree to put expenses for the school by selling the oil.
However Mr Burns wants it and tries various methods to get Skinner to sell the rights to it to him.
Such as posing as a student to angrily demanding the oil.
Eventually he just builds a dangerous diagonal oil rig that shoots oil out at Springfield, damaging various buildings such as the school, Moe's tavern and destroying Bart's treehouse while he and Milhouse are inside.
Bart also had the dog with him and was offering Santa's Little Helper his ice cream to lick.
"Bart I don't think dogs can have ice cream..." said Milhouse.
The high pressure spurt of oil destroyed the the treehouse.
Bart and Milhouse are seriously hurt by the treehouse explosion.
(Groaning in pain.)
...
In the attic Hugo is telling Oscar off for doing something extremely stupid.
"Maybe you'll think twice before you build an ORPHANAGE on a HAZARDOUS WASTE LANDFIL!" Hugo yelled.
"What is wrong with that?! That's two community services rolled into one! It was the ULTIMATE TAX SHELTER!" Oscar yelled back.
"You never learn, do you?" Hugo ranted.
"I shoulda stuck with my first idea!" Oscar sulked.
"What? Combining a slaughter house with a petting zoo?! (Sarcastically) Oh, yeah! That was brilliant!" Hugo verbally mauled him.
Some time later...
"You raised the The THREE STOOGES from the DEAD?! WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?!" Hugo snapped.
"I thought it would be funny..." said Oscar.
He then had something moronic Hugo did to berate him for.
"Remember the first time you got us run out of town? You opened a chain of franchises — Hugo Enviromental:Nuclear reactor and endless salad bars!"
"That wasn't a silly idea! The lettuce' wouldn't spoil for decades!" Hugo snapped.
Homer came up with Hugo's lunch but was unnerved by him arguing with Oscar loudly.
"What about the second time you got us run out? When you started The New Age School of Lamaze and Bungy-Jumping! Even I knew that was dumb!" Oscar yelled.
"Oh, yeah, you're a brilliant judge!" Hugo snarked.
"Actually I am! Well actually my dark side." said Oscar.
"Okay, okay... pipe down you two. You're drawing too much attention to yourselves. Especially to the mutant..." said Homer sternly.
"Oz who are you arguing with up there?" Bart asked from the landing.
Homer growled. "You see?!"
Oscar sat sulking and avoiding eye contact with Hugo.
"Oz Hugo's having his weekly fish heads. Go downstairs..." Homer sighed exasperated.
...
Mr Burns then drives erratically about town pranking everyone. I.e. smashing their postboxes.
He laughs evilly while driving about annoying everyone.
"Hey, hot stuff." Avery Texan, Rich Texan's gay grandson was flirting with Richard, Bart's grey haired friend.
Richard winced in disgust.
"Merry fish-mas!" Mr Burns threw buckets of fish guts all over them.
"Eeeeeugh!" Avery and Richard groaned.
During the process of annoying everyone he runs over Santa's Little Helper.
"Santa's Little Helper!" Bart cries. Luckily he is alive but badly wounded.
They take him to the vet, who is also the local dentist. He treats Santa's Little Helper as best as he can. Santa's Little Helper is fine but confined to a doggy wheelchair.
"Hey, aren't you our dentist?" Marge asked the creepy dentist who is now a vet.
"Yes, I once practiced dentistry..." The dentist/vet replied. He was the dentist who gave Lisa her braces. The Simpsons came in at a bad time after he failed to save a hamster.
"Good Lord!" Doctor Hibbert gasped.
Bart comforts Santa's Little Helper. "Don't worry boy! I'll get whoever did this to you!"
"Oh I almost forgot. To stop your mutt gnawing his bad leg he'll have to wear this neck come." The vet and dentist put an Elizabethan collar, those plastic pet cones on Santa's Little Helper.
Oscar laughed.
"Oz that is not funny!" Bart yelled.
"I'm not laughing at your dog's accident! I'm laughing at his cone collar! Ahahahaha! He looks like a Pixar lamp!" Oscar said while laughing hysterically.
"Okay it is a funny collar I suppose..." said Bart smirking.
"Well I have to go off and raise the dead..." said Oscar.
"Oz no!" Bart whined.
"Oz yes!" Oscar yelled as he went off somewhere.
Bart groaned exasperated.
...
Meanwhile Mr Burns sees a baby with a lollipop with his binoculars and wants to steal the candy. "It'll be like taking candy from a baby.,. Speaking of which..." He really wants that poor baby's candy...
But Smithers suggests he instead have a box of chocolates sent by the Simpsons.
"Oh look sir, the Simpsons sent us this delightful box of chocolates." said Smithers.
I have no idea why they sent him chocolates...
"Life is like a box of chocolates..." said Forrest Gump.
"Shut up!" Mr Burns snapped.
However a sour quince log is covering Homer's face. Mr Burns and Smithers don't want it. So he never writes Homer's name on the thank you letter.
Lisa is mad the school is shut down and that Tito has quit as the new music teacher. Bart his too busy being mad about losing his tree house, suffering several broken bones and his dog being injured.
Oscar was too busy raising the dead...
"Klaatu Barada Nikto!"
"Mr Burns is a big meany! Right Dad? Dad?" Bart asks Homer who is reading a newspaper however Bart pulls away the newspaper to reveal Homer is actually Grampa! Dun dun dun!
Bart and Lisa screamed.
"What are you yelling about?! You almost gave me a coronary!" Grampa yelled.
"Sorry. We thought Dad melted for a second." said Bart.
"Well get used to me. I have to live here now because of the sinkhole caused by that ruffian Mr Burns! Why that ill mannered pup!" said Grampa. "Right now the nurses of the home are fishing out my mattress."
"Blended carrots for Maggie. And blended carrots for Grampa." said Marge serving Maggie and Grampa their lunch.
"I wanna bib..." Grampa whined.
Santa's little Helper in his doggy wheelchair whimpered and his wheelchair squeaked. He was still wearing an Elizabethan collar or cone of shame.
"The lamp is getting away!" said Grampa.
"That's my dog, man." said Bart petting his dog.
"So long, lamp." said Grampa.
Oscar laughed hysterically. "I told you he looks like the Pixar lamp..."
Bart rolled his eyes.
...
Homer came in cheerful and reading Mr Burns's thank you letter for the box of chocolates. "I don't know what your problem is with Mr Burns! He sent this lovely thank you letter!" said Homer.
"Dad, your name isn't even on it..." said Lisa.
"Yeah even Hugo got thanked, but not you Dad." said Bart.
"Kids. Please leave the room for a sec." said Homer dangerously angry but not raising his voice in ice cold fury. The kids and Marge carrying Maggie immediately fled.
Homer got up and inhaled before swearing the word "Fuuuuuuuuuck!" Loudly but it was comically censored by church bells and pigeons flying away.
Ned came outside to wonder what that horrible swearing was. "Well now that was the loudest curse I've ever heard!" said Ned.
Homer is furious and breaks into Mr Burns's office and graffitis "I am Homer Simpson!" All over the walls in green spray paint. Mr Burns demands to know who he is.
"Who the devil are you?! And what are you doing in my office?!"
This angers Homer who screams gibberish and has to be dragged out the office while making threats to Mr Burns.
"Oh you're a dead man Mr Burns! A dead man!" Homer yells as Crusher and Lowblow drag him out.
Plot 3Later that day Mr Burns decides to blot out the sun with a giant dish so it will be dark for Springfield for 24 hours so they'll have to use his electricity during the day too.
"Well sir, you have certainly vanquished your enemies. The elementary school, the local tavern, the old age home. You must be very proud." said Smithers.
"No, not while my greatest nemesis still provides our customers with free light, heat and energy. I call this enemy, the sun." said Mr Burns.
Burns reveals a scale model of Springfield.
"Since the beginning of time, man has yearned to destroy the sun. I will do the next best thing; block it out!" said Mr Burns. Cooool!
A tiny Sun Disk blocks out sun from shining on the scale model of Springfield.
The Map chamber theme from Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark plays dramatically.
"Good God!" Smithers gasped in horror.
"Imagine it, Smithers. Electrical lights and heaters, running all day long." said Mr Burns. He's insane...
"But Sir, every plant and tree will die, owls will deafen us with incessant hooting; the town's sundial will be useless. I don't want any part of this project. It's unconscionably... fiendish." said Smithers.
Smithers protests that this is highly draconian so Mr Burns fires him.
"Smithers you're fired!"
"Fine! Hire someone else to do your laundry and take phone calls from your mother!" Smithers stormed off.
He then hires a goon to guard the donuts again as well as play Tom Jones songs across the power plant and give people beer and funny hats again.
That insane shooter went crazy again.
"I am the angel of death! The time of cleansing is nigh!"
...
The town hold a meeting because they've had enough of Burns's behaviour.
"We are all here about Mr Burns's sun disk. As well as all the horrible things he has done lately." said Mayor Quimby.
Mr Burns interrupts the meeting.
"Well, well..." Mr Burns remarks about the meeting.
"You destroyed my treehouse!" Bart yelled, now with his arm in a sling and bandages and wearing a neck brace.
"You destroyed the school!" Lisa yelled.
"He bankrupted the school! Now we can't rebuild it!" Skinner added.
"Ach! He cost me my job!" Willie yelled.
"He destroyed my bar!" Moe yelled.
"He destroyed Moe's bar!" Barney yelled before belching.
"He can't remember my name!" Homer yelled.
"Look what he did to my best friend!" Bart yelled. The crowd part to gasp at Milhouse who is eating cheesits.
"No! My dog!" Bart rolls his eyes. Santa's Little Helper is in a dog wheelchair with squeaking wheels.
"A little oil, will fix that." Mr Burns says with an evil grin.
"You monster!" Bart runs at him, but he pulls out a gun.
"Uh uh! After I was attacked in my office by an unknown hooligan, (Homer shouts "I'm Homer Simpson!" In the background) I decided I needed to protect myself." Mr Burns explains pointing his gun at Bart in a threatening manner.
However the entire townsfolk draw guns on him.
"You hurt that boy and I shall personally send you to Davy Jones's locker! Arrr!" Captain McCallister warns. Everyone else makes similar threats.
"What about you, the buffoon with the bone in their hair..." Mr Burns sighed.
"I shall make sure you face the fires of Hades!" Sideshow Mel replies while holding a dagger. Bart gulps at the idea of the town having another murderous Sideshow.
"You all talk the talk, but can any of you walk, the walk...?" Mr Burns asks. He offers them a first shot at him. However everyone murmurs and decides none of them actually have the guts to shoot Mr Burns. "Very well. Before I go, anyone see the the sun set at three PM?" He activates the giant dish and the town gets dark... He then walks home laughing evilly.
Everyone angrily mutters as they all walk home in the darkness.
However Marge had forgotten something so she stays behind to find it.
...
There is a gunshot and Mr Burns stumbles about bleeding from his chest.
He then collapses onto the town sundial and dies.
The townsfolk soon find him.
"Well good riddance! The only problem is one of us will probably be investigated and if found responsible, probably arrested..." Lisa remarks.
"Not on my err watch!" Quimby explained. "I err announce as mayor a new Pariah law that if someone is so universally hated such as Mr Burns and they meet their comeuppance, there will be no investigation into their murder."
Everyone cheers. "Three cheers for Quimby! The Wicked Mr Burns is dead!" Everyone sings Ding Dong! The witch is dead! To celebrate.
"But the law still has to investigate Mr Burn's sudden death! It's still murder!" Marge protested.
"No it's not..." said Oscar.
"I know we are all inocents here, but blame it on the law, right? They're nothing but a big, stinkin', bunch of cow cra- Holy crap, is that Bullwinkle?" Bart yelled.
Bullwinkle from Rocky and Bullwinkle was there.
Oscar winced exasperated.
The End!