(Mr. Burns offers Homer the new job of safety inspector) Mr. Burns: The generous offer I'm making is good for exactly...30 seconds, Simpson. Homer's Brain: Me, in charge of safety? This place could blow sky high. Nah. I'll concentrate on my work now. Gee, this guy's desk sure is big. I can't let Marge support the family. This guy's got the cleanest shirt I've ever seen. What should I--. Mr. Burns: Simpson, time's up. Homer: Mmm, what the hey. I'll take the job. Mr. Burns: Excellent.