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[while the kids at Kamp Krusty are starved and tormented, the counsellors sit down to a sumptuous meal
] Jimbo Jones
: Yo, Mr. Black! Another brandy. Mr. Black
: Gentlemen, to evil.
[as the campers begin rioting
] Mr. Black
: I thought you said you broke their spirits! Jimbo Jones
: [in rising fear
] We did! Mr. Black
: [slapping Jimbo across the face
] You broke *nothing*! Bart
: Let's get 'em! Mr. Black
: To the hydrofoil!
: [to Nelson
] Oh man... you kissed a girl! Jimbo Jones
: That is so gay!
: [Jimbo holds him by the ankles
] It's okay, dad. He's just putting the fear of God in me. Homer Simpson
: Carry on. Jimbo Jones
: You have a nice evening, sir.
: Ah, Halloween. The one day when we can walk the streets undetected. Jimbo Jones
: Hey, lame-os! Turner Classic Movies called. They want their costumes back!
: [Presents fists
] Or maybe you want to read it to my sisters. Jimbo Jones
: You call your fists sisters? Dolph
: Yeah. Punchahontas and Sockajewea. Bart Simpson
: Nice names.
Principal Seymour Skinner
: Let me explain this so that even the simplest can understand: You are being hidden in Capital City so that you won't weight down the test with your numbskullery and ruin the future of those students who are our future. Bart Simpson
: Told ya. Kearney
: Will there be other numbskulls there, sort of an numbskull Olympics? Jimbo Jones
: Hey, let's all act like numbskulls!
[They make dumb faces and go "duh"
] Nelson Muntz
: Guys, guys, let's save it for the competition.
: [Jimbo and Skinner are dressed as Oliver Twist and Mr. Bumble, respectively
] Boy for sale! Boy for sale! Jimbo
: Is this legal, man? Principal Skinner
: Only here, and in Mississippi.
: That horse don't take guff from no one! Jimbo Jones
: Guff? Nelson Muntz
: I mean sh-
[Jimbo, Kearney, and Dolph beat Nelson up
: Now let us upload the holy Tweet of the Lord. Agnes Skinner
: Stop making this relatable! Jimbo Jones
: Hey! As a youth, if I don't hear a computer word every few seconds, I'm out of here.
[after a gunshot is heard, Burns staggers out of the alley, clutching a bleeding wound in his chest
] Jimbo Jones
: Hey, man. Are you okay? Mr. Burns
: Won't... dignify that... with response.
[collapses on the sundial
: Hey, you're that drunken posse. Wow! Can I join ya? Homer Simpson
: I don't know, can you swing a sack of doorknobs? Jimbo Jones
: Can I! Homer Simpson
: You're in. Here's the sack! Moe Szyslak
: But you gotta supply your own knobs!
: Hey Simpson, wanna trade belts? Bart
: Well, not really, 'cause yours is just a piece of extension cord. Kearney Zzyzwicz
: Hey dude, he's ragging on your cord. Jimbo Jones
: Get him!
: An army of dogs! No bully will ever touch me again!
[calls outside to Jimbo
: Hey, Jerkface! You have the face of a jerk! Jimbo Jones
: [grabs Bart
] All right, Simpson, you asked for-! Bart
: Get him, boys!
[the dogs whimper and fall asleep
: [chuckles nervously
] Uh, say, Jimbo, hope I wasn't out of line with that "Jerkface" crack...
[Jimbo punches him in the stomach and leaves