[Skinner opens his front door and sees his mother with Superintendent Chalmers]
SSkinner
Superintendent Chalmers!
SSkinner
What I wouldn't give for something to distract from this awkward moment...
[Krusty flies by in his plane, sobbing and looping out of control.]
SSkinner
That'll do nicely.
[The citizens of Springfield are watching slides that show Maison Derriere's clients]
[Slide of Dr. Hibbert]
[Slide of Chief Wiggum]
[Slide of Skinner]
Seymour
Mother...
[Slide of Patty]
[Slide of Cletus]
[Slide of Barney, to which nobody reacts]
[Slide of Chief Wiggum]
Hey, come on, you did me twice.
[Slide of Smithers]
My... my parents insisted I give it a try, sir.
[Slide of Quimby, wearing a "Mayor" sash]
Uh, well, that could be any mayor.
Er, uh, well... eh, in light of these new facts, of which I now realize I was largely aware, I must take action. All in favor of demolishing our beloved burlesque house, raise your hands.
BSBelle/Showgirls
The gin in your martini
The clams on your linguine
Yes, we put the (BOING!!) in Springfield
WKWiggum/Krusty/Skinner
We remember our first visit
The service was exquisite
QMs. Quimby
Why Joseph, I had no idea!
Come on now, you were working here
AJAbe/Jasper
Without it we'd have had no fun since March of 1961!
To shut it down now would be twisted
JDJimbo/Dolph/Kearney
We just heard this place existeeeeed!
SSkinner
Who's out there? Give me your names, so I can tell the police.
[off-screen] Seymour! What's going on? What's that odor?
SSkinner
Go back to bed, Mother. I've got it under control. Listen, you crumb bums, if you think I'm impressed, I am not...
[Skinner is stunned at Nelson and his friends mooning at him]
SSkinner
Oh, brandishing your buttocks is only making me angrier!
[off-screen] I wanna see what's going on!
SSkinner
No, Mother! Don't look out the window!
[Agnes screams and Skinner sighs]
[Marge arrives at the school loading zone. An unshaven and ragged Skinner appears]
Are you sure the children will get enough nutrition from these pretzels?
Skinner
[monotonous] Yes I am sure. [a bandaged hand gives Marge money] Sure as sure can be.
Oh my God. What happened to your fingers?
[off-camera] Boating accident.
Skinner
I believe it was a... boaking accident. [a laser sight is aimed at his temple] I have to go now.
[Bart has seen Principal Skinner and Mrs. Krabappel kissing.]
So I looked out the window, and there it was the grossest sight I have ever--
Skinner
[through speaker] Bart Simpson, report to the principal's office immediately!
[in the principal's office]
Skinner
Now, Bart... son. I don't know what you think you saw but uh, let me assure you that...
What Seymour- oh, what Principal Skinner means to say, Bart, is that sometimes a little boy's imagination can run away with him!
That's the best you can do? You could have at least said you were giving her CPR or rehearsing a play!
Skinner
Is it... too late to say that?
[cough] We're just a little concerned. If people were to find out the principal was dating a teacher, they might see it as a conflict of interest.
Skinner
[chuckles] And there are those who might try to use it against us for their own advantage-
Skinner
Like you, for... Bart, if life has taught me one lesson repeatedly, it's to know when I'm beaten. Let's talk deal.
I can't bear this any longer, I'm leaving.
Yeah, but not before me you ain't. [He storms out]
Now now, there's plenty exits for everyone!
Oh, that's it, you're dead, pal! [Puts Flanders into a headlock]
Skinner
Hey now, that's uncalled for.
[Lenny punches Principal Skinner in the stomach, knocking him into the aisle stairway. He collides with Barney's beer tray, spilling it. Barney, enraged, runs headfirst into the increasingly large number of people fighting on the stairs, knocking and bowling them over. Meanwhile, a group of Scottish men watching the game stare bored at nothing in particular].
Ach! They call this a soccer riot? Come on, boys, let's take 'em to school!
[The men, rolling up their sleeves, start to pound anyone who comes near them. It's not long before the entire stadium is embroiled in a violent riot, from people getting tackled to Groundskeeper Willie's soccer hooligan friends hitting people with pipes to two East Asian guys in karate robes kicking each other in the face to Nelson sitting on Milhouse and pulling his leg back as Milhouse screams and cries. The Simpsons stand next to their seats.]
Homer, we've got to get out of here!
Ooh, but I want to do some rioting. [pushes one of the Scotsmen]
SScotsman
[turns to face Homer, screaming] JOBBERS COBKNOTS, YA MUCKER!! [pulls out a crowbar]
[Nelson is crushing Wendell's nose with chopsticks.]
Ow, I can't breathe! Please stop him!
SSkinner
I'd like to, but I'm afraid he has diplomatic immunity.
Point of order, if we want to learn anything, we must respect--
Point of "odor," Lisa stinks.
[children laugh]
STSherri/Terri
Hey, leave her alone.
[children are all shouting at each other]
{Principal Skinner restores order by banging his shoe on the desk}
PSPrincipal Skinner
Order, order! Do you kids want to be like the real U.N., or do you just want to squabble and waste time?
Skinner
And, for the first time ever, our computer lab actually has a computer in it.
[Ralph is sitting at their newly installed computer, engrossed in an educational spelling program]
Hi, Lisa! Hi, Super Nintendo Chalmers! [the Coleco shows a cat with "C_T" underneath; he types "a" to spell "cat," which prompts a "meow" sound from the computer] I'm learnding.
WWiggum
All right, you kids, come down now. We promise we won't kill ya.
Speak for yourself! Bart, get down here! I'm gonna spank you back to the Stone Age!
You can't make us come down!
You adults are always giving orders!
Skinner
Well, you kids are always disobeying them!
Well, adults treat kids like children!
Kids treat adults like cash machines!
[Song starts]
Kids! You've had your fun, now we've had our fill!
Yeah! You're only here because Marge forgot her pill!
WWiggum
Kids! You're all just scandalizing, vandalizing punks! [catches Nelson spray-painting "Oink" on his backside]
Channel-hopping, Ritalin-popping monkeys! [But please don't quit the fan-club!]
Kids! I can nag and nag till my hair turns blue!
Kids! You bum my smokes and don't say thank you!
RTRod and Todd
Why can't you be like we are? [they get hit with tomatoes]
AAdults
Oh, what a bunch of brats!
We oughta drown you just like cats! [Snowball II jumps out of his sack]
Adults! You run our lives like you're Colonel Klink!
Adults! You strut around like your farts don't stink!
Adults! You're such a drooling, snoring, boozing, boring bunch! Surly, meanie, three-martini lunchers!
Adults! They're always telling us to--
[grabs Milhouse with his cane] Shut your traps!
Eh... we're all fed up with all of you whippersnaps! [Milhouse screams and runs]
OFOld Folks
We're trying to get some sleep here! It's almost 6:15! What's the matter with...
AAdults
Don't you treat us like...
KKids
Can't you just lay off...
OFOld Folks
We're sick of all of you...
EEveryone
KIDS...TO...DAY!
[Song ends]
We're gonna teach all you rugrats a lesson!
Oh yeah? Pfft! What can you old people do to us?
Buzz off, you old buzzards!
[The adults and kids all angry throw taunts and insults at the old folks]
You're wrinkly, somebody should iron you.
Hey, Pharaoh, those half-pint slaves are "exodus Ing" as we speak.
Skinner
Well, I say good riddance to bad rubbish.
Okay, but who's going to build your pyramids?
Skinner
Well, we-- After them!
Skinner
Edna, look! A dimmer switch could ratchet up the romance in our love nest.
You mean the janitor's closet? Ha!
Skinner
Oh, what's the matter, Edna? Lately you just say "ha!" to everything.
I want a baby... Now! [Bart is watching them]
Skinner
Why don't we continue this in Pool Supplies?
Hey, Chalmers, where are you from?
Well, I was born in Queens, went to Ball State, then made the move to Intercourse, Pennsylvania. Uh, why do you ask?
[Bart is about to say something when Skinner quickly puts his hand over his mouth]
PSPrincipal Skinner
Uh, don't worry, sir. I'll teach these children some respect for their town. I'm assigning each of you 20 hours of community service.
[the children walk offstage, groaning and moaning]
SSkinner
You won't pass to the next grade!
I fail to see the threat.
CChalmers
SKINNER! Good idea. Now if you'll excuse me, I'm off to my vacation at Lake Titicaca. Try to make a joke out of that, Mr. Smart Guy.
[Bart looks at Skinner, and Skinner waves his hands "no"]