Marge: (Marge does her little Halloween episode introduction, warning everybody about the terror...) Homer: Hey, If you don't like it, go to Russia! Homer: That Monkeys Paw is going to make our dreams come true! Maggie: <suck> Lisa: Oh no! Maggie made a wish! (the family hear a car horn) Homer: Oooh! A luxury car! Goood Maggie! Marge: (someones at the door, she opens it) Ooh, a new pacifier
(The car drives off) Homer: D'oh! Bart: No more foolin around, paw, I wish for The Simpsons to be rich and famous! Homer: Now you're talkin! Lisa: Yaaaay! Marge: My purse just exploded! Homer: Come on everybody, we're going to the fanciest restaraunt in town! Lisa: I wish for world peace! Homer: Lisa that was very selfish of you! Homer: I'll make a wish that can't backfire! I wish for a turkey sandwich, on rye bread, with lettuce, and mustard, and... I don't want any zombie turkies, I don't wanna turn into a turkey myself, and I don't want any more weird surprises, you got it! (Homer eats)... mmm, not bad, nice hot mustard, good bread, turkeys a little dry... THE TURKEY'S A LITTLE DRY!!! Lisa: Bart, Bart! I had a bad dream, can I sleep in your bed? Bart: No! Lisa: I'll give you a candy necklace... Bart: Climb aboard... Otto: Hey, this is fun, isn't it! We're gonna die, arent we! Krusty: Well, we're still on...three hundred and forty six consecutive hours, and all because of one little boy who... who wont let me stop!!! Okay, now lets go and see if Sideshow Mel has any more of those legal wakeup drugs of his... Audience: Yaaaaaay! Lisa/Bart: Mom, dad! Marge: My goodness what's wrong? Bart: We both had nightmares! Lisa: Can we sleep with you? Homer: Are you both toilet trained? Lisa: Yes! Homer: Oh okay then... Smithers: It's the man in the bag sir, I think he's still alive! Burns: Bad corpse bad corpse, stop scaring Smithers! Satisfied? Smithers: Thankyou sir Marge: It's your father, he's missing Bart: Dad's missing? Get outta here! Marge: He's been gone for two days! Lisa: What do you know, she's right! Burns: Will you quit your complaining! Smithers: Sir, You know what this means? He IS alive Burns: Oh, you're right Smithers, I guess I owe you a coke..
