I’ll keep it short and sweet - Family. Religion. Friendship. These are the three demons you must slay if you wish to succeed in business.
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Mr. Burns
Charles Montgomery Burns, known as C. Montgomery Burns and Monty Burns, but usually referred to simply as Mr. Burns, is a recurring character in the animated television series The Simpsons, and is voiced by Harry Shearer. Burns is the evil owner of the Springfield Nuclear Power Plant and is also Homer Simpson's boss. He is assisted at almost all times by Waylon Smithers, his loyal and sycophantic aide, adviser, confidant and secret admirer. Although originally conceived as a one-dimensional, recurring villain who might occasionally enter the Simpsons' lives and wreak some sort of havoc, Burns' popularity has led to his repeated inclusion in episodes. He is a stereotype of corporate America in his unquenchable desire to increase his own wealth and power, inability to remember his employees' names (including Homer's, despite frequent interactions – which has become a recurrent joke) and lack of concern for their safety and well-being. Reflecting his advanced age, Burns is given to expressing dated humor, making references to Jazz Age popular culture, and aspiring to apply obsolete technology to everyday life. Conan O'Brien has called Burns his favorite character to write for, due to his arbitrarily old age and extreme wealth. Burns' trademark expression is the word "Excellent", muttered slowly in a low, sinister voice while steepling his fingertips. He occasionally orders Smithers to "release the hounds", so as to let his vicious guard dogs attack any intruders, enemies or even invited guest
Oh, meltdown. It's one of these annoying buzzwords. We prefer to call it an unrequested fission surplus.
Smithers: Sir, there may never be another time to say... I love you, sir. Mr. Burns: Oh hot dog! Thank you for making my last few moments on earth socially awkward.
Smithers: For the love of God, sir, there are two seats! Mr. Burns: I like to put my feet up.
Excellent, it's all falling into place.
Smithers: Someone is charging room service to the company, sir. Mr. Burns: Well we'll just see about that! [uncovers a cage hold several winged monkeys] Fly, my pretties! Fly! [the monkeys leap out of the window, only to plummet to their deaths. Burns groans] Oh... Continue the research.
Department of Labor Agent: This plant violates every labor law in the book! We found a missing Brazilian soccer team working in your reactor core! Mr. Burns: That plane crashed on my property!
Nelson Muntz: Give me your fortune or I'll pound your withered old face in! Mr. Burns: Ooh, I like his energy. Put him on the callback list.
Mr. Burns: Oh, look. A bird has become petrified and lost its sense of direction. Smithers: I think it is a rock, sir. Mr. Burns: We'll see what the lab has to say about that.