Clip: Marge vs. the Monorail

Mayor Quimby: Alright, I’m in charge here!

Wiggum: Oh, run along Quimby, I think they’re dedicating a phone booth somewhere.

Quimby: Watch it, you talking tub of donut batter!

Wiggum: Hey, I got pictures of you Quimby.

Quimby: You don’t scare me, that could be <anyone’s> ass. Now beat it! I’m calling the shots!

Wiggum: I think the _sash_ is cutting off the air to your brain! The town charter says in an emergency, I run the show!

Quimby: Well, we’ll just see about that! Let’s go to Town Hall!

Wiggum: Fine! [calmly] Should we take one car, or should I follow you?

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Wiggum: Hey, according to the charter, as chief constable, I’m supposed to get a pig every month! And ‘two comely lasses of virtue true’.

Quimby: Keep the pig, how many broads do I get?

Wiggum: Hey, hey hey! Let go, you’re ripping it!

Quimby: No you are!

Wiggum: No _you_ are!

Quimby: Let go, that’s the charter!