Robot 1: Hey, these cards are mine. (Flips table over, spilling the cards on the floor)
Robot 2: Now look what you've done!
Robot 1: I'm sorry; I don't know what came over me.
Robot 3: (One eye is sparking) Let's forget this whole thing happened.
Homer: What the heck is this, a tea party? Somebody kill somebody!! (The robots look at him and get out their guns, and start shooting at him.)
Marge: What is it with you and robots?