Burns: "Smithers, hand me that ice cream scoop."
Smithers: "Um, ice cream scoop, sir?"
Burns: "Dammit, Smithers! This isn't rocket science, it's brain surgery. Now hand me that ice cream scoop!"
Homer: "Mmm, doughnut (or beer, or pressed peanut sweepings, or any momentary object of desire)."
Quimby (to Leonard Nimoy): "May the force be with you."