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| Moe
: Hey, Homer! Way to get Marge pregnant. Heh heh heh. Homer : This is getting very abstract, but thank you. I do enjoy working at the bowling alley. |
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| Homer : (singing, ala The Mary Tyler Moore Show) I'm gonna make it after all! | |
| Homer
: Back then there was no way for me to know your mother was pregnant. (flashback: Marge runs into the bathroom and throws up) Homer : Marge, you tie up the bathroom every morning! I've got to wash my hair. |
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| Homer : If horse racing is the sport of kings, then surely bowling is a...very good sport as well. | |
| Homer
: Aww, it's a boy...and what a boy! Dr. Hibbert : Uh, that's the umbilical cord. |
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| Homer
: I hate my job, I hate my life, and ever since I found out about this
baby there's been nothing but bad luck! Marge : My contractions started an hour ago. Homer : Just in one ear and out the other with you, isn't it, Marge? |
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| Homer : Mmm...bowling fresh. | |
| Lisa
: I hope it's a girl. Bart : You know nothing about genetics, Lis. It goes boy, girl, boy, girl. |
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| Patty
: Hello, is this A. Aaronson? It might interest you to know that Marge
Simpson is pregnant again. (later) Patty : Just thought you'd like to know, Mr. Zykowski. (hangs up phone, sighs) There. Aaronson and Zykowski are the two biggest gossips in town. In an hour, everyone will know. |
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| Homer : (repeatedly fires a pistol into the air, screams are heard in the background) Bowling! Bowling here! Come bowl! Get your bowling! Who's ready?! Bowling! | |
| Lisa
: You're worried about telling Dad, aren't you, Mom? Marge : Why do you say that? Lisa : Well you've been in my room for about four hours now. Marge : Hey, I'm just hangin'. |
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| Homer
: I'll never forget you guys. Especially you, Joey. Joey : See ya around, Mr. Homer Homer : Don't worry, Joey. We'll make it to California some day. Joey : Sure we will, Mr. Homer. Sure we will. (coughs) |
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| Apu
: Oh, Mr. Simpson. I have just heard about the little bundle of joy.
Congratulations, sir. Homer : It's true. The bundle is little, but I'm not in it for the money. |
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| Maude
Flanders : Congratulations on your new job, Homer. Homer : New job? Marge is pregnant?! Noooooooooooooo! Aaah aaaah aaaah! |
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| Homer
: Thanks for giving me my old job back. Mr. Burns : I'm afraid it's not that simple. As punishment for your desertion, it's company policy to give you the plague. Smithers : Uh, sir, that's the plaque. |
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| Homer
: Dear Lord, the Gods have been good to me and I am thankful. For the
first time in my life, everything is absolutely perfect just the way it
is. Marge : Mmm. Homer : So here's the deal: you freeze everything as it is, and I won't ask for anything more. If that is OK, please give me absolutely no sign. OK, deal. In gratitude, I present you this offering of cookies and milk. If you want me to eat them for you, please give me no sign. Thy will be done! (eats the food) |
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| Marge : I'll stay here but I'm gonna think about products I might like to purchase. Oooh...mmm...oooh, I don't have that. | |
| Homer
: Marge... Marge : Homer... Homer : I've got sand in my underpants. |
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| Homer : It looks like you're...showering Marge with gifts. Hmm, with little tiny baby-sized gifts. Well...I'll be in the tub. | |
| Homer : Yeah, a raise. I've never been good enough at any job to deserve one before, but I'm damn good at this one. That's it. I'm gonna march right up to Al and say "Steve, I mean Al, I think I deserve a raise." | |
| Homer : Mmm...urinal fresh. |