Burns, Montgomery - The Simpsons Game - Voices (Xbox 360) Edit

All they hunger for is money and power. Apparently the eating contest at the brewery involves food.

And I can't recall maybe a definitely haired candy corn there for the first time, though. Sweet like honey it was.

But the company is your friend.

But the paintings are so valuable.

Chris did the clone. Your antics and japes kept us all smiling through the troubles.

Close but no cigarillo.

Damn you, Sergeant. Sir.

Destroying has always been a hobby of mine.

Did I ever tell you about the Chicago World's Fair, Smithers?

Doesn't this truck have deflector shield?

Excellent roughhousing. Tiny pugilist. You remind me of a young girl, Whiter Jack Johnson.

Excellent.

Flashed another gun blasted.

Fooey now they'll kick me out of the Army and I'll have to return to my life as a wealthy American Playboy.

Give up now. I've got a bicycle with the biggest front tire you've ever seen.

Graceless. Now I understand your real name is Herschel Krustofsky. What sort of name is that? Cornish, Flemish Walloon.

Great. We won. Congratulations, everyone. See you back in America.

Guru and U the stranglings took the brick girl in the loop de loop. I throttled the sister. Carry on. They shoot to shoot. Strangle, strangle, strangle.

Hard truck is in more trouble than a bindless hobo with a case of the vapors.

Has my former air. What was I thinking?

Have you gone mad?

Haza.

Hazards all around.

Hello you adorably annoying ragamuffin.

Help Smithers.

Help. I'm too old to die.

Hey, I spy with my little eye another gun.

High velocity projectile device destroyed.

I don't think our magic horseless carriage can take another hit.

I feel this dead inside.

I have always been fond of angry mobs.

I helped build Stonehenge. Why not this?

I hope this object falls into the wrong hands, man.

I thought Lord Lad took his defeat like a lard man.

I'll make it disappear.

I'm going to sell these paintings for hundreds of dollars. Hundreds.

I'm not saying a hoi hoi to you.

I'm so confident in my superiority and not even going to try to get away.

If I get out of this, I promise to use my life for good. Not really.

If you want to make fun of my legendary love of cashews, have edit.

If you'd brought back a dolphin snowder, it could have made soup.

Is it wrong to cheat to win $1,000,000 bet? No, of course not.

It was glorious savages from melee, jewels from Hindustan Edison with his menagerie of electric wonders.

It's appropriate that happened on the poop deck.

Kneeling Invasion is the oldest Kearney trick in the book.

Kudos on the eating contest, I assume. The crapping contest fellows.

Loud Lad is taking Springfield. I'd release the hounds, but they've already been released twice today.

Murmur selfish old crank and that fits me like a Speedo.

My plant is working perfectly.

No, I don't believe we've met, Fetty.

No, no, no, no. You've got it all wrong. You go to war with the army you've bought. So let's hire some goons to take our place.

Now I'm releasing the hounds of my disdain and you.

Oh, I'll secure them all the way to the Swiss bank. I mean, gully. That sounds like a keen idea, daddy.

Ohh Sergeant, the correct way to proceed in this sort of situation is to run away.

Ohh, that's interesting. Ohh, I have to go now. Enjoy your next trip to the synagogue.

One more direct hit and we can say hi to our maker.

One more hit would not be excellent.

One new gun is coming into view post haste.

Out of my way. Coming.

Peter Grieves couldn't find Ugly at a Redcliffe mixer.

Pick up the pace, loyal workers.

Release the hounds.

Rosebud is a cliche, but still.

Run along Now back to Nincompoop Ville with you.

Score one for the mostly good guys.

See my vest? See my vest made from real alien chest.

Simpson and matching that name in my brain forever.

Sir, requesting permission to abandon our mission.

Smithers claims there are space aliens at the mall. He has a rather queer sense of humor.

Some dolphins at the Pier are going after my title is Springfield's biggest villain. Hey, say, bring it.

Stephen dressing me with your eyes, Marge.

Tetsuko.

The art treasures is safe. Now I can sell them and buy a really nice car. I mean put them in a museum.

The busy worker is a happy worker.

The final gun has been destroyed. Everyone can let their guard down.

The museum seems vulnerable, if only there were a young boy and an imbecile to protect it.

There's more What for where that came from?

There's nothing sinister going on in the forest. Stay out of my way with Dorable Ragamuffin.

These aliens aren't so bad. Have they ever blocked out the sun?

They warned that this could happen, but did he listen? No.

Think. Think less, produce more.

This is not excellent.

This thousand year old billionaire can still brawl.

Though you fellows go ahead, I'll stay here with the priceless paintings and make sure no one makes a fortune selling them on the black market.

We've been attacked, called the authorities.

Well, we're still crazily old.

What kind of egomaniac has people wait on them?

Where is Smithers? My eyeballs haven't been moistened in minutes.

Why don't you kiss my buttocks?

With it, you don't want Christmas after. Well, alright.

Yeah, I think that one broke up a gallstone.

Yes, that's it. Run around like a pair of slackjawed troglodytes.

You can't get to me. I bet you couldn't even overthrow Mussolini.

You stopped my deforestation plan this time, so I am giving up.

Your defeat of the aliens can only be described as. Excellent.

Your tech is as impotent as I am.