Chalkboard: I will not demand what I'm worth
Couch: Repeat of the couch gag from "Lisa the Skeptic" where the living room is a sauna and three middle-aged men are relaxing on the couch.
Bart: (to Agent Johnson) My dad has a trillion dollars? Wow! I could buy and sell your sorry ass! [...]
Mr. Burns: Take her down, Smithers!
Smithers: Uh...you're flying the plane, sir.
Mr. Burns: Excellent.
Mr. Burns: (to Smithers) So now our own government is hunting us down like a couple of common snow leopards.
Homer: (Wearing an FBI listening device.) Hey, see you're watching the ball game. Looks like a good one. Any of you involved in any illegal activity? Cause I could sure go for some. How bout you, Lenny? Testing, testing. Lenny?
Lenny: You saying you want to commit a crime, Homer?
Homer: Maybe. But first I need to hear about some other crimes to get me fired up.
Carl: You mean like the time you was running moonshine out of your basement?
Barney: Or that telemarketing scam you pulled?
Homer: Uh . . . like those, but involving you.
Moe: Oh, you mean like the time Barney beat up George Bush?
Homer: Barney!? That was me! And I'd do it again.
Charlie: Why stop there, Homer? My militia has a secret plan to beat up all sorts of government officials. That'll teach them to drag their feet on high definition TV!
FBI Agent: You're under arrest for conspiracy!
Moe: How'd they finger Charlie? Somebody must have ratted him out.
Homer: Oh, that's ridiculous, Moe. End transmission.