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FABF04: I, D'oh-Bot
Bart: Flame decal for the chain guard, marine core tassles, bulletproof seat and a rub-on tattoo for that special someone.
Milhouse: That's me! Biker Chick? Owww..
Ned: That is one bitchin' bike.
Rod: Daddy said a cuss word!

Kearney: Thanks for the tassles, my mom can wear these on her boobs at work.
Homer: A ten speed bike? What does your mother say?
Bart: She said yes.
Marge: I said no!
Homer: I'm confused, which is it!?
Marge: It's no! His old bike is fine.
Homer: Yeah the kitchen lady's right.
Dr. Hibbert: This is a wake up call. From now on I'll keep my eyes on the road and off my Kool and the Gang air-freshener. Celebration's over, boys.
Marge: Oh, sweetie, when I was your age I lost my ginuea pig Cinnamon. And I thought the pain would never.. :cries: Oh Cinnamon! It should have been me who chewed through that extension cord!
Homer: Son, would you like to ride your new bike out of the store?
Bart: Can I? For true?
Homer: For true, son!
Homer: I'll assemble it myself!
Bart: Dad, no! Think of the bike!
Homer: I can make a bike! I made you!
Bart: Yeah, great workmanship :dislocates arm:
Homer: Hey, that's gonan win you a lot of bar-bets some day.
Homer: There's nothing worse than the look on a boys face when he says "dad, I don't think you can build a fully-functional robot!"
Lisa: You plop the catfood in, you toss the tincan out, you drop the wormfills in and you stir it all about. You add a lot of loving and you serve it to your cat, that's what it's all about.
Marge: You're a buddhist so you know your cats are now reincarnated as a higher form of life.
Homer: Like a dog, or a snowman!
Moe: Go, go! Oh, geez, I'm the only one in the audience over 15.
Pimple Faced Kid: Are you here with your children sir.
Moe: Uh, yeah, my two kids. Screw, and you.
Commentator 1: He's killing him softly with his saw.
Commentator 2: Killing him softly?
Commentator 1: With his saw!
Lisa: Well, I think it's only fair I get to name him. You got to name me.
Marge: You should be glad I did. Your father wanted to call you Bartzena.

Bart: Then Knock-A-Homer did three victory laps and pretended to drink a beer.
Homer: Hehehe, pretended.
Lisa: Dad, what are all those cuts?
Homer: Various bugbites and wounds, now stop interrupting your brother.

Abe: In my day, mechanical men wore funnell hats and showed respect! Then it all changed when they to vote and started tinkering with our memories.

Bart: I can't believe you've never seen him fight!
Homer: Well I've been busy son, they really need me over at the Nuclear Plank.

Gil: Ah all right Old Gil's gonna collect big from insurance. I'll be eating food tonight. :dances and sings:

Lisa: I'm keeping you! You're Snowball V. But to save money on a new dish, we'll just call you Snowball II and pretend this whole thing never happened.
Skinner: That's really a cheat, isn't it.
Lisa: I guess you're right, Principal Tanzarian.
Skinner: I'll just be moving along, Lisa... Snowball II.

Sideshow Mel: That robot has given birth to a man!

Homer: He knows just how I like my martinis. Full of alcohol.

Homer: Bart, all that button ever did was send a mild electric shock up my backside.
Bart: Why'd you make it do that?
Homer: Keep me focused.

Commentator 1: And the winner is natures greatest killing machine.. Man! Show me where in the rulebook it says that man can't be a robot?
Commentator 2: Right here, rule one.

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