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{{qf|[[Mr. Burns]]}} I couldn't sleep last night, so I watched "The Making of ill take Sweden." That Anita Eknberg is quite a dish. Consequently, I have a yen for Swedish food. Scamper down to Little Stockholm and fetch me some rollmops, herring-mit-brod and aquavit.
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{{qf|[[Mr. Burns]]}} Well done, Smithers. You make a fine substitute hat rack.
{{qf|[[Waylon Smithers]]}} I'll be back before you can say "kalhyggen och forbranning," sir!
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{{qf|[[Waylon Smithers]]}} When will your elephant-ivory hat-rack come back from the polisher's, sir?
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{{qf|Mr. Burns}} Tomorrow. So I'll need you to stand here all night. And don't move--I don't like it when hat racks move, unless they're featured in a musical number in a jolly cartoon.
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{{qf|Smithers}} I'll be here, sir. Not moving.
 
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{{qf|Waylon Smithers}} Can I help you?
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{{qf|Mr. Burns}} I couldn't sleep last night, so I watched "The Making of 'I'll Take Sweden.'" That [[Anita Ekberg]] is quite a dish. Consequently, I have a yen for Swedish food. Scamper down to Little Stockholm and fetch me some rollmops, herring-mit-brod and aquavit.
{{qf|[[Olav Gustavson]]}} Olav Gustavson, master of heraldry for the royal house of Sweden.
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{{qf|Smithers}} I'll be back before you can say "Kalhyggen och forbranning," sir!
{{qf|[[Inga Carlsdottir]]}} Inga Carlsdottir, professor genealogy, University of Goteborg.
 
{{qf|[[Gretta Lillquist]]}} Gretta Lillquist, deep-tissue massage, in-call, out-call.
 
{{qf|Olav Gustavson}} Mr. Smithers, the current King of Sweden is at death's door, making me sad.
 
{{qf|Mr. Burns}} Heh, heh. Another old foe I've outlived!
 
{{qf|Olav Gustavson}} You are exactly like the king in both spit and image!
 
{{qf|Inga Carlsdottir}} The current king has no heir. It is ninety-nine percent certain that, you, Waylon Smithers, are the last in the royal line!
 
{{qf|Gretta Lillquist}} But we must make sure I'm here to administer a blood test, followed by a full-body massage.
 
{{qf|Waylon Smithers}} I might be the King of Sweden?
 
 
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{{qf|[[Marge]]}} Homer, I'm not sure pulling the kids out of school so they can be servants is the best idea.
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{{qf|Smithers}} I can't find gravlax. How can there be meaning in life?
{{qf|[[Homer]]}} And i would agree with you, Marge if it wasn't for three little words... "smor-gas-bord!" If we live in Sweden we may not be kings, but we can eat like them!
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{{qf|Swedish employee}} There is no meaning. All life is an agony of winter winds and sorrow. But smoked fish is on aisle three.
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{{qf|[[Olav Gustavson]]}} Mr. Smithers, the current [[King of Sweden]] is at death's door, making me sad.
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{{qf|Mr. Burns}} Heh, heh. Another old foe I've out-lived!
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{{qf|Olav Gustavson}} You are exactly like the King in both spit and image!
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{{qf|[[Inga Carlsdottir]]}} The current King has no heir. It is ninety-nine percent certain that you, Waylon Smithers, are the last in the royal line!
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{{qf|[[Gretta Lillquist]]}} But we must make sure. I'm here to administer a blood test, followed by a full-body massage.
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{{qf|Smithers}} I might be the King of Sweden?
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{{qf|[[Helen Lovejoy]]}} ...That Waylon Smithers might be the real King of Sweden!
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{{qf|[[Edna Krabappel]]}} Well, he won't be producing any heirs.
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{{qf|Edna Krabappel}} ...So he'd probably get to live in a big palace!
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{{qf|[[Principal Skinner]]}} ...Servants catering to his every whim!
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{{qf|[[Chief Wiggum]]}} ...Painting dwarves gold and using 'em as life-sized chess pieces!
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{{qf|[[Moe Szyslak]]}} ...Indoor horse-racing, naked twister, dogs dressed like people!
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{{qf|[[Barney Gumble]]}} ...A whole room made of beef jerky. Furniture, carpet, everything! And a lake made of beer and a staff to row you around while you drink!
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{{qf|[[Groundskeeper Willie]]}} And they're well-nigh slaves! It's how he does wi' everyone. And if ya disagree--they clap ya in irons an' intae the dungeon wi' ye!
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{{qf|[[Apu]]}} Property seizures! Beatings! Random arrests! Torture! Just' like home.
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{{qf|[[Homer]]}} Today I saw a cloud that looked like a choo-choo!
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{{qf|[[Marge]]}} I hear Waylon Smithers might be the real King of Sweden!
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{{qf|Homer}} Heh, heh. You and your stories.
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{{qf|Homer}} Mr. Burns, I was told you want to see me. I'm sorry I accidentally released radioactive waste into the city's water supply!
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{{qf|Mr. Burns}} Good lord, you really did that?
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{{qf|Homer}} Yes, I di--um... I mean...that is...what did you want to see me about?
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{{qf|Willie}} Och! And ye call yerself a king! A king should stand six feet tall and weigh twenty stone. Yer nothing but a spectacle-wearin' couf with a shelf full o' [[Malibu Stacy]] dolls.
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{{qf|Principal Skinner}} And you certainly don't display the sort of temperate, law-giving wisdom of, for instance, a Chuck Heston.
 
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{{qf|[[Dr. Hibbert]]}} Krusty's fence is three feet onto my property. I want to build a tool shed there. He should move that fence.
 
{{qf|[[Dr. Hibbert]]}} Krusty's fence is three feet onto my property. I want to build a tool shed there. He should move that fence.
{{qf|[[Krusty]]}} When I build that fence, saw-bones here agreed it was on the property line! I need that space now. I got my in-laws buried there!
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{{qf|[[Krusty]]}} When I built that fence, saw-bones here agreed it was on the property line! I need that space now. I got my in-laws buried there!
{{qf|Waylon Smithers}} Dr. Hibbert build you shed on stilts. That way Krusty's family stays buried. You can have your tool shed, and a lovely view to boot.
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{{qf|Smithers}} Dr. Hibbert, build your shed on stilts. That way, Krusty's family stays buried, you can have your tool shed, and a lovely view to boot.
 
{{qf|Dr. Hibbert}} Sounds fair to me.
 
{{qf|Dr. Hibbert}} Sounds fair to me.
{{qf|Krusty}} As long as I can keep my mother-in-law where she is. The tomatoes I planted on top of here are coming in like ganbusters!
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{{qf|Krusty}} As long as I can keep my mother-in-law where she is. The tomatoes I planted on top of her are coming in like gangbusters!
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{{qf|[[Lisa]]}} Excuse me, but we should think twice before we hand over complete authority to any one man. We live in a system of checks and balances to prevent the tyranny which inevitably flows from absolute power.
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{{qf|[[Otto Mann]]}} Get the little girl!
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{{qf|Moe}} She's trying to keep us free. Destroy her!
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{{qf|[[Ralph Wiggum]]}} I love Lisa, but she has to stop living!
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{{qf|Lisa}} Clearly, our first priority is a plan of action to eliminate Mr. Smithers' tyranny. Ideas?
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{{qf|Principal Skinner}} I think we need to change our slogan. There's no verb. As it's written, "free" is adjectival.
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{{qf|[[Reverend Lovejoy]]}} I'd like something that invokes the Creator, to ensure divine benediction on our upcoming mayhem.
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{{qf|Willie}} To my mind, a logo is nae a logo if it dinna show a royal gettin' his poncey skull battered in wi' a jagged rock.
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{{qf|Apu}} I think there should be an elephant.
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{{qf|Lisa}} Can we focus on our goal, please?
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{{qf|Lisa}} I propose we kidnap Smithers and set him adrift. He'll float to sea, where he can be taken to Sweden. Springfield will never lose its liberty.
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{{qf|Principal Skinner}} Seems fine.
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{{qf|Reverend Lovejoy}} I agree with that.
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{{qf|Willie}} I vote "aye," with the wee change that we use an oar to batter his brains into paste.
 
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{{qf|[[Kent Brockman]]}} Sweden is in flames tonight, as Palestinians, basque separatists, Irish republicans, Quebecois, hopi Indians, and every other nationalist group seeing a homeland tries to take a claim to this ruler-less land.
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{{qf|Edna Krabappel}} Now we have to run our own lives!
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{{qf|Moe}} Please, kill me! I can't face life!
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{{qf|Smithers}} I know you all think I'm a king. I've heard the whispers. I've felt your stares. But I'm not a king. I'm just like you. I get up in the morning, have breakfast, and sew rhinestone outfits for my Malibu Stacy dolls. I read the test results, Mr. Burns. I'm not the King of Sweden. I'm just a humble man who wants nothing more than to rub soothing emollients on your bedsores.
  
 
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Latest revision as of 13:30, May 27, 2026



Mr. Burns: Well done, Smithers. You make a fine substitute hat rack.
Waylon Smithers: When will your elephant-ivory hat-rack come back from the polisher's, sir?
Mr. Burns: Tomorrow. So I'll need you to stand here all night. And don't move--I don't like it when hat racks move, unless they're featured in a musical number in a jolly cartoon.
Smithers: I'll be here, sir. Not moving.

Mr. Burns: I couldn't sleep last night, so I watched "The Making of 'I'll Take Sweden.'" That Anita Ekberg is quite a dish. Consequently, I have a yen for Swedish food. Scamper down to Little Stockholm and fetch me some rollmops, herring-mit-brod and aquavit.
Smithers: I'll be back before you can say "Kalhyggen och forbranning," sir!

Smithers: I can't find gravlax. How can there be meaning in life?
Swedish employee: There is no meaning. All life is an agony of winter winds and sorrow. But smoked fish is on aisle three.

Olav Gustavson: Mr. Smithers, the current King of Sweden is at death's door, making me sad.
Mr. Burns: Heh, heh. Another old foe I've out-lived!
Olav Gustavson: You are exactly like the King in both spit and image!
Inga Carlsdottir: The current King has no heir. It is ninety-nine percent certain that you, Waylon Smithers, are the last in the royal line!
Gretta Lillquist: But we must make sure. I'm here to administer a blood test, followed by a full-body massage.
Smithers: I might be the King of Sweden?

Helen Lovejoy: ...That Waylon Smithers might be the real King of Sweden!
Edna Krabappel: Well, he won't be producing any heirs.
Edna Krabappel: ...So he'd probably get to live in a big palace!
Principal Skinner: ...Servants catering to his every whim!
Chief Wiggum: ...Painting dwarves gold and using 'em as life-sized chess pieces!
Moe Szyslak: ...Indoor horse-racing, naked twister, dogs dressed like people!
Barney Gumble: ...A whole room made of beef jerky. Furniture, carpet, everything! And a lake made of beer and a staff to row you around while you drink!
Groundskeeper Willie: And they're well-nigh slaves! It's how he does wi' everyone. And if ya disagree--they clap ya in irons an' intae the dungeon wi' ye!
Apu: Property seizures! Beatings! Random arrests! Torture! Just' like home.
Homer: Today I saw a cloud that looked like a choo-choo!
Marge: I hear Waylon Smithers might be the real King of Sweden!
Homer: Heh, heh. You and your stories.

Homer: Mr. Burns, I was told you want to see me. I'm sorry I accidentally released radioactive waste into the city's water supply!
Mr. Burns: Good lord, you really did that?
Homer: Yes, I di--um... I mean...that is...what did you want to see me about?

Willie: Och! And ye call yerself a king! A king should stand six feet tall and weigh twenty stone. Yer nothing but a spectacle-wearin' couf with a shelf full o' Malibu Stacy dolls.
Principal Skinner: And you certainly don't display the sort of temperate, law-giving wisdom of, for instance, a Chuck Heston.

Dr. Hibbert: Krusty's fence is three feet onto my property. I want to build a tool shed there. He should move that fence.
Krusty: When I built that fence, saw-bones here agreed it was on the property line! I need that space now. I got my in-laws buried there!
Smithers: Dr. Hibbert, build your shed on stilts. That way, Krusty's family stays buried, you can have your tool shed, and a lovely view to boot.
Dr. Hibbert: Sounds fair to me.
Krusty: As long as I can keep my mother-in-law where she is. The tomatoes I planted on top of her are coming in like gangbusters!

Lisa: Excuse me, but we should think twice before we hand over complete authority to any one man. We live in a system of checks and balances to prevent the tyranny which inevitably flows from absolute power.
Otto Mann: Get the little girl!
Moe: She's trying to keep us free. Destroy her!
Ralph Wiggum: I love Lisa, but she has to stop living!

Lisa: Clearly, our first priority is a plan of action to eliminate Mr. Smithers' tyranny. Ideas?
Principal Skinner: I think we need to change our slogan. There's no verb. As it's written, "free" is adjectival.
Reverend Lovejoy: I'd like something that invokes the Creator, to ensure divine benediction on our upcoming mayhem.
Willie: To my mind, a logo is nae a logo if it dinna show a royal gettin' his poncey skull battered in wi' a jagged rock.
Apu: I think there should be an elephant.
Lisa: Can we focus on our goal, please?

Lisa: I propose we kidnap Smithers and set him adrift. He'll float to sea, where he can be taken to Sweden. Springfield will never lose its liberty.
Principal Skinner: Seems fine.
Reverend Lovejoy: I agree with that.
Willie: I vote "aye," with the wee change that we use an oar to batter his brains into paste.

Edna Krabappel: Now we have to run our own lives!
Moe: Please, kill me! I can't face life!
Smithers: I know you all think I'm a king. I've heard the whispers. I've felt your stares. But I'm not a king. I'm just like you. I get up in the morning, have breakfast, and sew rhinestone outfits for my Malibu Stacy dolls. I read the test results, Mr. Burns. I'm not the King of Sweden. I'm just a humble man who wants nothing more than to rub soothing emollients on your bedsores.