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| Mr. Burns : Smithers, I seem to recall you had a pension for bellbottom trousers back in '79. | |
| Bart : Do you wet your pants? Well, even the best of us has an occasional accident. | |
| Homer : Oh no, pink! Pink! Pink!!! (sobs) It's all over, Marge! It's all over! | |
| Man : There really is a Bart? Good Lord! | |
| Homer : (in his sleep) Booobies. | |
| Smithers : Boobs. | |
| Leon
: People thought I was crazy for the way I dress. Homer : What'd you wear? Leon : One white glove, covered with rhinestones. Homer : (Does `bebebebebebe' thing with his lips) |
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| Man
: Our $50,000 home video finalists are...Man Breaking Hip. (sound of
bowling pins, followed by a scream) Homer : (chuckles) Man : (chuckles) Dog On Fire. (doing a doggy voice) Ruff, anybody order a hot dog? Homer : (laughs uproariously) Oh, look at him! Man : And finally, Baby With a Nail Gun. (kachunk) Homer : Aww... |
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| Man
: We believe you're no threat to yourself or others. Homer : That is the most flattering thing anyone's ever said to me. |
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| Bart : (singing) Lisa, her teeth are big and green. Lisa, she smells like gasoline. Lisa, da da da Disa. She is my sister, her birthday, I missed-a. | |
| Bart : (phone rings) Joe's Crematorium, you kill 'em we grill 'em. | |
| Bart : Michael Jackson, woohoo! I love you, man! | |
| (Citizens talking about Leon) | |
| Leon : Lisa it's your birthday, God bless you this day. Ya gave-a me-a gift-a doo doo doo doo do doo and I'm proud of you ta-day. | |
| Lisa : Although I'm aware you're looking at me, I would look exactly the same even if you weren't. | |
| Homer : Mmm...pancakes. | |
| Mr. Burns : Yes, these color monitors have already paid for themselves. | |
| Dr. Marvin Monroe : Well, Monty, it used to be that establishing a patient's sanity took months. That's all changed, thanks to the Marvin Monroe take-home personality test. | |
| Homer : Just because I'm wearing a pink shirt doesn't mean that I'm some kind of pink donut eater. Although it is tempting... | |
| Security Guard : Let's go, pinky. | |
| Marge
: I told you kids you were going to send your father to the crazyhouse! Bart : No mom, you said poorhouse. Marge : I said crazyhouse! Bart : Poorhouse. Marge : Crazyhouse! Bart : Poorhouse. Marge : Crazyhouse! |
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| Mayor Quimby : This is the, uh, most exciting thing to happen to our, uh, fair town since the Dalai Lama visited in 1952. And so, I hereby declare that Route 401, currently known as the Dalai Lama Expressway, will be henceforth be known as the Michael Jackson Expressway. | |
| Bart : Sorry, this old timer rambles on sometimes, don't he? | |
| Bart
: Hello, Milhouse? Can you keep a secret? Milhouse : No. |
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| Bart : Shiver me timbers, you are Michael Jackson! | |
| Lisa : I had a cat named Snowball. She died, she died. Mom said she was sleeping. She lied, she lied. Why oh why is my little cat dead? Couldn't that Chrysler hit me instead? | |
| Bart & Leon : (singing Lisa's birthday song) | |
| Bart : (phone rings) Joe's Taxidermy, you snuff 'em we stuff 'em. | |
| Mayor Joe Quimby : What the hell made me think Michael Jackson would even visit this jerkwater-burg? | |
| Smithers : Careful men, he wets his pants. | |
| Homer
: Five times nine! Man : 45. Homer : Wow! |