Burns: We don't have to be adversaries Homer, we both want a fair Union contract...
Homer; (To Brain) Why is Mr. Burns being so nice to me?
Burns: ...and if you scratch my back, I'll scratch yours!
Homer: (To Brain) Wait a minute, is he coming onto me?
Burns: I mean, if I should slip something into your pocket, what's the harm?
Homer: (To Brain) Oh my God! He is coming onto me!
Burns: After all, negotiations make strange bed-fellows (Friendly Laugh)
Homer: (To Brain) Arggh!
Homer: Sorry Mr Burns, but I don't go in for these backdoor shenanigans. Sure I'm flattered, maybe even a little curious, but the answer is no!
Sorry Andy, couldn't resist it man! I won't do it again!
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