Homer: Stamps! Those are for snail mail! Stamps rule.. I mean suck! Homer: Two four six eight I hate stamps, they aren't great....... Ooookay how bout this? Seven four three one, oh wait that's my pin number. Everyone forget that!
Homer: When I die you can mourn me from the bathroom. That's multitasking. Marge: We don't even hear Maggie cry at night anymore. Wait a minute there's no batteries in this thing. Homer: I needed them for my remote controlled helicopter. Homer: Lisa when you've sustained as many blows to the head as I have, consistency is something something that something I love you Baaart. Lisa: Land of the Wild Beasts? That's the first book I read all the way through. Bart: You read a book all the way through? Why?
Homer: That Dr. Hibbert was so boring! Homer we've got to get that lump checked out, Homer we must discuss your test results, Homer we've gotta find you a donor. Blah blah blah. Homer: I spy with my little eye something with four legs that can't run. Marge: Homer we're not really playing. Homer: Oh Lisa: Is it the chair? Homer: Exactly. Now what has two ears but can't hear? Lisa: Grampa. Homer: Tragically, yes. Homer: Don't be surprised if a snuggle monster shows up. Marge: I hope he's accompanied by the how was your day monster, and the foot rub monster, and the let me just-- Homer: Don't worry he's not showing up. Lisa: I can't keep sleeping in mom and dads room. Bart: Yeah if dad rolls over you're dead. Lisa: Mom showed me how to make a retaining wall out of pillows. Dr. Nick: Bye Lisa, and remember you have a checkup next Thursday. Lisa: We don't go to you anymore, we have a better doctor! Dr. Nick: Oh congratulations! Lisa: Gotta keep calm. If Scooby Doo has taught me anything it's that the only thing to fear are crooked Real Estate Agents. Marge: Don't worry, we're not evil spirits! Homer: Although if we were evil spirits we'd probably assume the shape of your parents. Marge: Homer! Homer: Marge we owe her the truth. Monster 1: You could just draw the blinds you silly goose! Monster 2: Or get a night light. Lisa: My dad says they're too expensive. Monster 3: For god sakes they're four bucks a piece.
Homer: Lisa honey. Please wake up. If you do I'll get you a new pony. Lisa: New pony? Homer: Uh, this is still part of your dream. Dreaming.. dreaming... now you're awake!
