Optometrist: Now read the first line Homer: I 8 P P... Why you little! Optometrist: Maybe you're a candidate for laser eye surgery. Homer: Will it get me out of having to choose glasses? Optometrist: Well, yes, but I must warn you it's an experimental procedure and we still don't know the long-term effe.. Homer: Less yappin', more zappin'! Marge: Ooh, "Tango de la Muerte"! I've been dying to see that movie! Lisa: It got rave reviews from both the Entertainment Radio Network and the Radio Entertainment Network. Let's go! Coach: As your wise but alcoholic dance coach, I know that somewhere your father is looking down on you and smiling. Oh there he is! Lisa: Oh, he'll never dance with her. She'll have to settle for some Mexican Milhouse. Dancer: I demand to know your name. Lisabella: My name is Lisabella. Lisa: That's my name with "bella" on the end of it! Ask her! Oh, God, please, ask her to dance! Lisabella: Only one man was crazy enough to dance that dance, and he is dead. Dancer: My twin brother, Freduardo. But where he died, I shall live ... in his apartment. Marge: Where is he, anyway? Kearney: :as Marge: Now, Homie, when we get to the liquor store, buy me some Jack Daniels and a carton of smokes. Homer: Yes, dear. Marge: Hi, Little Vicki! Vicki: Hahaha, That was such a long time ago. I'm just plain Vicki now. Marge: Alright, I'd like to sign my daughter up for lessons, Vicki. Vicki:Little Vicki. Marge: But, you just said.. Agnes: Ow! You stepped on my toes again! Skinner: If you would just let me lead.. Agnes: You're not a leader, Seymour. Never have been; never will be. Milhouse: Camp is going to be great! Seven days without parents, homework, or ear medicine! Milhouse: The mall? Bart: Yeah, it's just like my dad always says: Homer: :in a thought balloon: For an evening or a week, there's no place like the mall. Food, fun and fashion, the mall has it all!
:Bart runs to the mall, leaving Milhouse behind: Milhouse: What? What did he say?! Ralph: Teacher, my shoes are making noise! Vicki: You must be Ralph. Ralph: My daddy shoots people! Vicki: Wait a minute, somebody's off the beat. Let me hear you two Ralph: :dances perfectly: Vicki: Okay, now you.. Lisa: :stumbles and falls down, into a plant: Children: :they all laugh: Vicki: Children, stop it! For all you know, she has a medical condition. Lisa: Nope. Vicki: I see.... Bart: This is way better than camp! No mosquito's, no stupid camp songs.. Stan: :singing: If you're happy and you know it shop at Stan's. Giant discounts on your favorite major brands.
Milhouse: Worms! Bart: Gold! Wait this is just chocolate...... Chocolate! Milhouse: And these are gummi worms! Gummi!
Mall Owner: Oh my God! Look at this place! How could this happen? Candy chewed, wigs pulled from stands, cheese packages poked and repoked.
Lisa: Well, no offense, but maybe I need a little more instruction than just "tappa-tappa-tappa". Vicki: Why, back when I was your age, I had 43 movies under my belt, and I had to do it without tappa-tappa-tappa. I would've killed for tappa-tappa-tappa. Lisa: Sorry, I'm just frustrated.
Vicki: You've just got to turn that frown upside-down! :Lisa Smiles: That's a smile, not an upside-down frown! Work on that, too!
Homer: Now, honey, what were you trying to say before we kept interrupting with our loving proudness? Marge: Yes, our tiny tapper, what was it you were going to say after "I wanted to be a dancer, but"? Lisa: But, I just... need more practice! See ya! :exits kitchen, her shoes tap: Homer: Oh, what's that awful sound? Marge: The furnace? Lisa: It's me! Homer/Marge: Aww....
Lisa: Uh. The cat dances better than I do.
Lou: Sure hope this ACME kit works. Wiggum: Gosh, that cheese looks good. Think I could grab it before that anvil hits? Lou: Oh, I don't know, Chief. It's a million to one. Wiggum: I like those odds! :grabs cheese, anvil lands on back: Oh! My
mistake was grabbing the cheese.
Vicki: Professor Frink, will that spaceship be ready for the recital? Frink: I have visited the future, and yes, it will. M'hey!
Vicki: Okay, everyone, we need big smiles out there, so line up for dimpling. Now this may hurt a lot. What am I saying, "may"?
Vicki: The star of the show is sick! Whatever will we do? There's only one person who can get us out of this pickle ... Lisa? Lisa: Yes? Vicki: Help me into Ralph's costume. Vicki: Okay, curtain puller, this is your moment to shine. Oh, it's too important, I'll do it for you.
Vicki: Self-tapping shoes? I'm ever so pissed!
Frink: Jesus, Mary and glavin! These shoes are in the off position! Lisa: You mean I danced all by myself? Marge: See, honey? All you needed was to believe.. Homer: What are you talking about, Professor Frink? They're clearly in the on position. See? "On". Frink: I was merely trying to spare the girl's feelings, you insensitive clod. Homer: Oh... OOH! Well, now that I look even closer.. Lisa: Forget it, Dad.
