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| Bart
: Akira, my good man, I'd like two sharks, an octopus and an eel. Akira : Very good. Bart : Do you have any giant squid? The kind that drags men to their deaths? Akira : Not today. |
| (Ketchup is
squirted out of the bottle, sounding like farts) Bart : (laughing) |
| Homer : Not bad...interesting...I'll try this little pink one here. Mmm, very good. Here's another one...oh boy! This fish is delish! |
| Chef
: Oh Mrs. Krabapple, your hair smells so.....clean. Younger chef : Master, you are needed in the kitchen. Chef : I said cover for me, dammit! Younger chef : But master, we need your skilled hands. Chef : My skilled hands are busy, you do it! |
| Chef
: Oh no! (Chefs frantically talk to each other) Homer : Beautiful language, isn't it, Marge? |
| Lisa
: Anywhere but hamburgers, pizza, or fried chicken! Homer : Fine! We'll go to Mars. |
| Homer : Four, three, two, one, bing! We have meatloaf! |
| Marge
: I wrote a poem for you this afternoon, Homer. It's called 'To a
Husband.' Homer : Okay okay. Marge : The blackened clouds are forming. Homer : Oh, give me a break, Marge. Marge : Soon the rain will fall. My dear one is departing. But first, please heed this call. That always will I love you, My one, my love, my all. Homer : That was beautiful. |
| Homer : Friday? Pork chop night?! Marge, we haven't missed pork chop night since the great pig scare in '87! |
| Homer
: Poison! Ohh, oh, what should I do, what should I do?! Tell me
quick! Younger chef : No need to panic. There's a map to the hospital on the back of the menu. |
| Man
: My name is Richie Sakai. I'm an anaesthesiologist, and I'd like to
dedicate this next song to my wife, Patti. (starts to sing, good tunes) |
| Lisa
: Hi, dad. Want me to cut out this infernal racket? Homer : Ohh, let me hear you play. Lisa : Why? Homer : Does a father have to explain? Just share your gift, ok? (Lisa plays melancholy tunes) Homer : (starts crying) (Lisa plays more cheerful notes) Homer : Huh? Yeah, that's more like it! Ho ho, whooo! Oh I want to be in that rumba when the saints go over there! |
| Moe
: Hello, Moe's Tavern. Birthplace of the Rob Roy. Bart : Is Seymour there? Last name, Butz. Moe : Just a sec. Hey, is there a Butz here? A Seymour Butz? Hey, everybody, I wanna Seymour Butz! (barfiles laugh) Wait a minute...listen, you little scum-sucking pus-bucket! When I get my hands on you, I'm gonna pull out your eyeballs with a corkscrew! (Bart and Lisa laugh) |
| Homer : Oooooh, ah, eeeh, yaaah, mmmm, ooh, yah, you son of a, ohhh, eeeh! And that's how we shave. |
| Homer : This is a videotape for my daughter, Maggie. Hi, Maggie! I'm speaking to you from beyond the grave. Whoooo! Hee hee hee, hope that didn't scare you. Well, Maggie, you're grown-up now, and unless you taped over this, you're probably wondering what kind of man your father was. He was a simple man, a kind man, a gentle man who loved his children and...(phone rings)...d'oh! Hello! Yeah, he's here, who is this? Bart's friend, Milhouse? Bart! Get your butt down here! |