Who Shot Mr. Burns? (Part Two)
Season 7 / Episode 1

( bell ringing)

D-OHH!

( screams)

( moaning)

UGH. MY MOUTH TASTES LIKE AN ASHTRAY.

( burps)

( water running)

♪ DOO-DOO-DOO DOO-DOO-DEE. ♪

SMITHERS, WAIT YOUR TURN.

THERE'S PLENTY OF HOT WATER FOR ALL.

SIR! YOU WEREN'T SHOT.

( sighs)

IT WAS ALL A DREAM.

THAT'S RIGHT.

THE YEAR IS 1965, AND YOU AND I ARE

UNDERCOVER DETECTIVES ON THE HOT ROD CIRCUIT.

NOW LET'S BURN RUBBER, BABY.

( engines roaring)

( gunfire)

WAIT!

THAT WAS ALL A DREAM.

AH...

HEY, THEN MAYBE I HAVEN'T BECOME A HIDEOUS, DRUNKEN WRECK.

OH...

DOZENS OF PEOPLE ARE GUNNED DOWN EACH DAY IN SPRINGFIELD

BUT UNTIL NOW, NONE OF THEM WAS IMPORTANT.

I'M KENT BROCKMAN. AT 3:00 P.M., FRIDAY

LOCAL AUTOCRAT C. MONTGOMERY BURNS WAS SHOT

FOLLOWING A TENSE CONFRONTATION AT TOWN HALL.

BURNS WAS RUSHED TO A NEARBY HOSPITAL, WHERE HE WAS PRONOUNCED DEAD.

HE WAS THEN TRANSFERRED TO A BETTER HOSPITAL

WHERE DOCTORS UPGRADED HIS CONDITION TO "ALIVE."

NOW LET'S TALK TO POLICE CHIEF WIGGUM.

OH, HIYA, KENT.

RIGHT NOW, WE ARE QUESTIONING

TWO WITNESSES WHO WERE IN THE VICINITY

AT THE TIME.

DID YOU SEE THIS GUY?

WAS HE ANYWHERE NEAR THE PARKING LOT

WHEN BURNS GOT SHOT?

NO, IT'S NO USE.

THEY AIN'T TALKING.

EVERYONE IN SPRINGFIELD HAD A REASON TO SHOOT MR. BURNS

EVEN US.

( all moaning)

BART, HE BROKE YOUR DOG'S LEGS.

GRANDPA, HE DESTROYED YOUR HOME.

DAD, YOU KINDA WENT BERSERK WHEN HE COULDN'T REMEMBER YOUR NAME.

BERSERK IS RIGHT!

MAY I HAVE SOME ICED TEA, PLEASE?

AREN'T WE FORGETTING SOMEONE--

SISTER SUSPECT?

( nervous laugh)

I WAS JUST GETTING TO ME.

BECAUSE OF MR. BURNS, THEY CANCELED MY JAZZ PROGRAM

AND MY FRIEND TITO PUENTE GOT FIRED...

BUT I COULD NEVER SHOOT SOMEONE.

COULD SO. COULD NOT.

COULD NOT. COULD SO.

Homer: KIDS, KIDS!

AS FAR AS DADDY'S CONCERNED

YOU'RE BOTH POTENTIAL MURDERERS.

THE POLICE HAVE A SUSPECT.

IT'S MR. SMITHERS.

SURE! HE'S A GOOD SUSPECT.

I BET HE'S THE ONE.

YEAH! SMINGERS DID IT.

CASE CLOSED.

NOW WHERE'S MY HAT?

I'M GOING TO THE OUTHOUSE.

WE DON'T HAVE AN OUTHOUSE.

MY TOOLSHED!

OH, DAD?

( moaning)

COULD I HAVE SHOT MR. BURNS IN A DRUNKEN RAGE?

NO, NO, NOT ME!

I KNOW IN MY HEART I...

A GUN...

AND IT'S BEEN RECENTLY FIRED.

WAIT. I REMEMBER LEAVING THE TOWN MEETING.

I MUST HAVE RUN INTO MR. BURNS OUTSIDE AND...

( muttering)

( gunfire)

MR. BURNS!

WHAT HAVE I DONE?

( sobbing)

HEY, HOMER-- US HOTHEADS HERE

IS GOING TO GO TEAR DOWN BURNS'S SUNBLOCKING MACHINE.

YOU WANT TO COME WITH?

SURE.

I'VE HAD IT UP TO HERE WITH THESE DAMN RICKETS.

PULL, DUCHESS, PULL!

UM... UH, WHAT TOWN DID WE JUST CRUSH?

SHELBYVILLE.

( all cheering)

OH...

THIS GUILT IS DRIVING ME MAD.

I'VE GOT TO TELL SOMEONE.

FATHER, I'M NOT A CATHOLIC BUT...

WELL, I TRIED TO MARCH IN THE ST. PATRICK'S DAY PARADE.

ANYWAY, I'VE GOT A RATHER LARGE SIN TO CONFESS.

I'M THE ONE WHO...

WHO SHOT MR. BURNS.

THAT'S ALL I NEEDED TO HEAR.

BOY, THIS THING WORKS GREAT.

THE MAN BECAME CONSUMED BY GREED.

HE'D STEAL FROM ANYONE.

THIS ISN'T A RIVAL COMPANY-- IT'S A SCHOOL.

PEOPLE WON'T STAND FOR IT.

PISH-POSH.

IT WILL BE LIKE TAKING CANDY FROM A BABY.

SAY, THAT SOUNDS LIKE A LARF.

AND WHEN HE TRIED TO STEAL OUR SUNLIGHT

HE CROSSED THAT LINE BETWEEN EVERYDAY VILLAINY

AND CARTOONISH SUPER-VILLAINY.

BAH!

HE WAS A RANK AMATEUR COMPARED TO DR. COLOSSOS.

( evil laughter)

OH... OW!

( groaning)

WHEN IS MY LAWYER COMING?

( clamoring)

DAVE SHUTTON--

SPRINGFIELD DAILY SHOPPER.

WHO ARE YOU?

WHERE ARE YOU GOING?

DO YOUR RESEARCH, SHUTTON.

KENT BROCKMAN, CHANNEL SIX NEWS.

HOW DOES IT FEEL TO BE ACCUSED

OF THE ATTEMPTED MURDER OF YOUR BOSS AND MENTOR?

KENT, I FEEL ABOUT AS LOW AS MADONNA

WHEN SHE FOUND OUT SHE MISSED TAILHOOK.

I'M GOING TO SAY, "OUCH!" FOR MADONNA.

HEY, THAT'S MY MADONNA GAG.

THAT GUY STOLE MY GAG.

AND YOU STOLE IT

FROM LAST FRIDAY'S EPISODE

OF PARDON MY ZINGER.

STOLE, MADE UP-- WHAT'S THE DIFFERENCE?

MR. SMITHERS MUST HAVE SEEN THAT PROGRAM TOO.

HE NEVER MISSES IT.

AT THE TOWN MEETING, HE MENTIONED

THAT HE WATCHED COMEDY CENTRAL.

I MADE SURE TO NOTE THAT, AS IT SEEMED QUITE UNUSUAL.

YE GODS!

TO THE POLICE STATION, KRUSTY.

I AM MELVIN VAN HORN

AND THIS IS MY ASSOCIATE, HERSHEL KRUSTOFSKY.

HEY, HEY.

OFFICERS, YOU HAVE ARRESTED AN INNOCENT MAN.

REALLY? OH, GEEZ.

ALRIGHT COLOSSOS, YOU'RE FREE TO GO,

BUT STAY AWAY FROM DEATH MOUNTAIN.

BUT ALL MY STUFF IS THERE.

( clearing throat)

I WAS REFERRING TO WAYLAND SMITHERS.

MR. BURNS WAS SHOT FRIDAY AT 3:00 P.M.

THE VERY TIME THAT SMITHERS WAS AT HOME

WATCHING PARDON MY ZINGER.

SO YOU SEE, HE COULDN'T HAVE DONE IT.

YES...

YOU'RE RIGHT. I REMEMBER NOW.

I-I WATCHED THAT ENTIRE SHOW.

I LEFT THE TOWN MEETING EARLY, SO I COULD GET HOME IN TIME.

( slurred): I GOT TO RUN OR I'LL MISS THE OPENING RANK-OUT.

...GET OUT OF MY WAY, PLEASE.

SLOW DOWN. THE SIDEWALK'S FOR REGULAR WALKING

NOT FOR FANCY WALKING.

OH, GET OUT OF MY WAY.

I'M IN A HURRY.

YOU SIMMER DOWN, I'LL LET YOU GO.

( gunfire)

SO, INSTEAD OF WOUNDING AN EVIL OLD MAN

I MAY HAVE KILLED AN INNOCENT OLD MAN.

THAT'S MUCH WORSE.

ABOUT 50,000 VOLTS WORSE, IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

( grunting)

SIZZLE!

WAIT A MINUTE. IF A SECOND OLD GEEZER GOT SHOT

HOW COME NOBODY REPORTED IT?

UH, HI.

UM, COULD WE TAKE A LOOK AT YOUR LEG?

YEAH, THAT'S REAL SPRUCE.

YOU LIKE IT?

WHEW, THANK GOD.

SIR, I ONLY HOPE YOU CAN FORGIVE ME

FOR SHOOTING YOUR WOODEN LEG.

YOU SHOT WHO IN THE WHAT, NOW?

OKAY, SMITHERS, YOU'RE FREE TO GO.

AND YOU, ONE QUESTION--

DO YOU KNOW WHO SHOT MR. BURNS?

'CAUSE WE ARE REALLY UP THE CREEK ON THIS ONE.

AND WITH THE PRIME SUSPECT CLEARED

AND FOUND COMPLETELY INNOCENT, WE MUST NOW ASK OURSELVES

WHO COULD POSSIBLY BE AS BLOODTHIRSTY

AS WAYLAND SMITHERS?

I GUESS IT'S NEVER THE MOST LIKELY SUSPECT.

ACTUALLY, MOM, IN 95% OF CASES IT IS.

THE REST OF THE TIME, IT'S USUALLY SOME DERANGED LUNATIC

WHO DID IT FOR NO REASON.

HEY, I HAD A DAMN GOOD REASON.

HE COULD NEVER REMEMBER MY NAME.

WHO THE DEVIL ARE YOU?

( grunting)

( screaming)

HOMER SIMPSON!

MY NAME IS HOMER SIMPSON!

I DON'T THINK ANYONE IN THIS FAMILY

IS CAPABLE OF ATTEMPTED MURDER.

EH, YOU NEVER KNOW WHAT YOU'RE CAPABLE OF.

I NEVER THOUGHT I COULD SHOOT DOWN A GERMAN PLANE

BUT LAST YEAR I PROVED MYSELF WRONG.

NANCY DREW SAYS ALL YOU NEED TO SOLVE A MYSTERY

IS AN INQUISITIVE TEMPERAMENT AND TWO GOOD FRIENDS.

I'VE GOT AN INQUISITIVE TEMPERAMENT.

MAYBE I COULD HELP SOLVE THIS.

( groans)

I THINK YOU'RE A LITTLE YOUNG

TO BE INVESTIGATING AN ATTEMPTED MURDER.

WHY DON'T YOU TRY TO SOLVE THE MYSTERY

OF WHO PUT THAT MUD IN THE FREEZER?

WHO WANTS CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM?

ME, ME, ME, ME!

OKAY, BOYS, WE'VE GOT A CLUE.

THE BULLET THEY TOOK OUT OF BURNS.

NOW, LET'S DISCUSS THE UH... MO-TIVE.

Lisa: MR. BURNS IS THE RICHEST MAN IN TOWN.

MAYBE IT'S ABOUT MONEY.

GOOD THINKING, LOU.

THANKS, CHIEF.

HEY, I SAID THAT!

MY NAME IS LISA SIMPSON,

AND I MADE A CHART OF ALL THE SUSPECTS IN THE BURNS CASE.

LOOK. MR. BURNS HURT ALL THESE PEOPLE FINANCIALLY.

NIGHTCLUB OWNER MOE SZYSLAK--

HIS BAR WAS CLOSED BECAUSE OF BURNS'S NEGLIGENCE.

LIQUOR CONNOISSEUR BARNEY GUMBLE-- WHEN MOE'S CLOSED

BARNEY LOST HIS ONLY MEANS OF SUPPORT--

SUCKING COINS OUT OF THE LOVE TESTER MACHINE.

THAT'S A REAL GOOD WAY TO GET SICK.

DEDICATED, EDUCATOR PRINCIPAL SEYMOUR SKINNER--

HIS SCHOOL LOST MILLIONS WHEN BURNS PIRATED ITS OIL WELL.

AND GROUNDS TENDER GROUNDSKEEPER WILLY--

HE LOST HIS JOB AND HIS DREAM OF OWNING

A CRYSTAL SLOP BUCKET.

WHAT ABOUT THAT JAZZ TEACHER

THAT GOT LAID OFF--

MR. SAMBA, SEÑOR MAMBO-- WHAT WAS IT?

TITO PUENTE?

YEAH.

WELL, HE DID VOW REVENGE

BUT I CAN'T SEE HIM

DOING SOMETHING ILLEGAL.

HE'S IN SHOW BUSINESS, HE'S A CELEBRITY.

LET'S ROLL, BOYS.

REVENGE? OF COURSE--

BUT WHY WOUND HIS BODY WITH BULLETS

WHEN I COULD SET HIS SOUL AFIRE WITH A SLANDEROUS MAMBO?

LISTEN, IF YOU WILL, TO MY REVENGE.

UNO, DOS, TRES...

( playing salsa music)

♪ HOLES WON'T LAST LONG ♪

♪ BUT AN INSULTING SONG ♪

♪ BURNS WILL ALWAYS CARRY WITH HIM ♪

♪ SO I'LL SETTLE MY SCORE ♪

♪ ON THE SALSA FLOOR ♪

♪ WITH THIS VENGEFUL LATIN RHYTHM ♪

♪ BURNS ♪

♪ CON UN CORAZON♪

♪ DE PERRO♪

♪ SEÑOR BURNS ♪

♪ EL DIABLO CON DINERO♪

♪ IT MAY NOT SURPRISE YOU ♪

♪ BUT ALL OF US DESPISE YOU ♪

♪ PLEASE DIE ♪

♪ AND FRY ♪

♪ IN HELL ♪

♪ YOU ROBBIN' ♪

♪ RICH OLD WRETCH ♪

♪ ADIOS VIEJO.♪

( clapping)

OLE!

YEAH!

OKAY, OKAY, I BELIEVE YOU'RE INNOCENT.

GEE, I HOPE ALL THE SUSPECTS ARE THIS MUCH FUN.

HMM...

OH...

NOW LET...

LET ME...

LET ME THINK.

OH.

NOW I DID...

I DID GO TO THE TOWN MEETING

WITH THE INTENTION OF AMBUSHING MR. BURNS.

WHEN IT ADJOURNED, I RUSHED TO THE LAVATORY TO APPLY

MY CAMOUFLAGE MAKEUP.

BLAST! I TOOK MOTHER'S MAKEUP KIT BY MISTAKE.

OH, EXCUSE ME, MA'AM.

SUPERINTENDENT CHALMERS!

OH, MY GOD!

( distant gunshot)

SO CHALMERS CAN VOUCH FOR YOUR WHEREABOUTS?

OH YES, BUT ANYTHING ELSE HE SAYS IS A FILTHY LIE.

I'M TELLING YE, I COULD NAY HAVE SHOT BURNS.

( groans)

THIS IS YOUR LAST WARNING ABOUT THAT.

IT'S IMPOSSIBLE FOR ME TO FIRE A PISTOL.

IF YOU'LL CHECK MY MEDICAL RECORDS

YOU'LL SEE I HAVE A CRIPPLING ARTHRITIS

IN ME INDEX FINGERS.

LOOK AT THEM.

I GOT IT FROM SPACE INVADERS IN 1977.

YEAH, THAT WAS A PRETTY ADDICTIVE VIDEO GAME.

VIDEO GAME?

DO YOU HOLD A GRUDGE AGAINST BURNS?

- NO. - ( buzzes)

ALRIGHT, MAYBE I DID

BUT I DIDN'T SHOOT HIM.

( dings)

CHECKS OUT. OKAY SIR, YOU'RE FREE TO GO.

GOOD, CAUSE I GOT A HOT DATE TONIGHT.

( buzzes)

A DATE. ( buzzes)

( buzzes) DINNER WITH A FRIEND.

DINNER ALONE. ( buzzes)

WATCHING TV ALONE.

ALL RIGHT!

I'M GONNA SIT AT HOME AND OGLE THE LADIES

IN THE VICTORIA'S SECRET CATALOG.

( buzzes)