[gets his severed thumb out of the pickle jar, groans] It's too late. [throws away Moe's jar of pickles] Well, old friend. We always knew this day would come. Say goodbye to your brother. [the robot explodes from distant] What the hell?! [Linguo's head lands near him; gasps and picks up Linguo] Linguo! Dead?!
But you don't have to worry about the bill. We've never welshed on a- Look, a bear! Run!
[Homer gets up out of his wheelchair, but his leg snaps. He collapses and screams in pain. A bear suddenly appears and looks concerned for Homer's health]
[describing Homer's actions] He's jumping out of the car, Kent! He's trying to climb over the fence! Now he's realizing he's too fat. He's digging a hole like a dog. Now he's given up on that and he's running back and forth. He's climbing into a pipe and he seems to be stuck. His legs are dangling in a comical fashion. Oh, it's the saddest thing I've ever seen.