No one will be spared! No one!

No one will be spared! No one!

Kent Brockman: Mr. Burns, you mentioned you wanted an opening tirade.

Mr. Burns: Yes, thank you, Kent. Fifteen minutes from now, I will wreak a terrible vengeance on this city! No one will be spared! No one!


Burn, Krusty, burn! Burn, Krusty, burn!


Kent Brockman: Ladies and gentlemen, I’ve been to Vietnam, Afghanistan, and Iraq, and I can say without hyperbole that this is a million times worse than all of them put together.

Children: [chanting] Burn, Krusty, burn! Burn, Krusty, burn!

Kent Brockman: A group of school-age Spartacuses has taken this camp by force. Three counselors are missing and presumed scared.

Then he said, “How about Saturday?” I said, “Fine.” True story.

Then he said, "How about Saturday?" I said, "Fine." True story.

I wanted to do something to help that boy. So I called my good friend Sting. He said, “Krusty, when do you need me?” I said Thursday — he said, “I’m busy Thursday” — I said, “What about Friday?” He said, “Friday’s worse than Thursday.” Then he said, “How about Saturday?” I said, “Fine.” True story.