Hank Azaria credited as playing...
Apu Nahasapeemapetilon • Chief Wiggum • Disco Stu • Ray Johnson • Mikhail Gorbachev
- Ray Johnson: You want to step back, sir? You're trampling the flowers.
- Homer: Ooh! Hiding behind your goons, eh, Bush? Ooh! Well, *you* are a wimp!
- George Bush: [his lip trembling] Wimp... am I? Agent Johnson? Agent Heintz? You men, stand down.
- [shrugging, they do so, and he opens the gate]
- George Bush: All right, mister. You want trouble, you're gonna get trouble.
- Homer: Oh, I want trouble, all right.
- George Bush: Then you're gonna get trouble.
- Homer: No, *you're* gonna get trouble.
- George Bush: Oh, that's good, that's good, 'cause I want trouble.
- Homer: Then we're agreed there'll be trouble.
- George Bush: Oh, yeah, lots of trouble.
- Homer: Trouble, it is.
- George Bush: For you.
- Homer: For...
- [Bush slams his front door]
- Homer: D'oh!
- Mikhail Gorbachev: I come by to give present for warming house, but instead I find you grappling with local oaf.
- Apu Nahasapeemapetilon: [washing his car as Homer and Bart approach] Howdy, neighbor. May I spray you with the hose in a playful fashion?
- Homer: Uh... spray the boy.
- Homer: [pulling into the Krusty Burger drive-thru] Oh, man! I only got one minute 'til they stop serving those breakfast balls.
- [seeing another car already in line]
- Homer: D'oh!
- George Bush: Let's see now. What do you folks have here, huh? Hmm, a Krusty Burger. That doesn't sound too appetizing. What kind of stew do you have today?
- Squeaky-Voiced Teen: [over the intercom] Uh, we don't have stew.
- Ray Johnson: [Homer starts honking his horn impatiently] Sir, why don't you just have the cheeseburger?
- George Bush: Oh, that's really more of a weekend thing, Ray.
- Homer: Hey, jerk! Move your fanny!
- George Bush: That guy is louder than World War II. Ray, go see what the rhubarb is, will you?
- Ray Johnson: [going back to Homer's car] Sir, could you pop your hood?
- Homer: [as he does so, Ray disables the horn] Hey! My taxes paid for that horn.
- Homer: Well, ready for the big rummage sale?
- Apu Nahasapeemapetilon: Oh, yes, indeed. I've got nothing but time until they fix that malfunctioning Squishee machine.
- [cut to the Kwik-E-Mart, which is submerged in Squishee syrup; as maintenance workers in scuba suits work on the machine, Jimbo steals two six-packs of beer]