Mr. Burns: Snappy, you know it's hard to imagine, but I was once a barefoot boy with cheek of tan. I dreamed of grand slam homeruns and wiping out nations with the stroke of a pen.
Smithers as Snappy: Well there's still time for all those things, sir.
Mr. Burns: Is there? Controlled nuclear fission is a demanding mistress, Snappy.
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