Marge: Homer, I have to go out to pick up something for dinner. Homer: Steak? Marge: Money's too tight for steak. Homer: Steak? Marge: Eh, suuure... steak. Homer: Aw, twenty dollars! I wanted a peanut! Homer's Brain: Twenty dollars can buy many peanuts! Homer: Explain how! Homer's Brain: Money can be exchanged for goods and services! Barney: I don't know where you magic pixies came from.. but I like your pixie drink! Marge: I know you think the junior campers are 'square' and 'uncool', but they also do a lot of neat things, like sing - alongs and flag ceremonies. Homer: Marge! Don't discourage the boy! Weaseling out of things is important to learn. It's what separates us from the animals. Except the weasel. Homer: Egg head likes his booky-book! Marge: HOMER! Homer: Just tucking him in! Homer: How was jerk practise boy? Did they teach you how to trees, and build crappy furniture out of useless wooden logs? Huh? :chair rips apart: D'oh! Stupid poetic justice! Bart: Actually we were just planning the father-son river rafting trip. Homer: Hehe, you don't have a son. [ Homer sings the Archies song, Sugar Sugar ] Chief Wiggum: I keep telling you lady, your father and son have to be missing for a week before we can start searching. I'd like to help sooner, I would, but we're very very busy down here! :plays chess: Ned Flanders: We're done for, we're done-diddly done for, we're done-diddly-doodily, done diddly-doodily, done diddly-doodly, done diddly-doodily! Homer: FLANDERS! Snap out of it! Guy: We tried to tell you these are unmanned oil rigs.
Krusty: Ah, close the damn thing down, no-one's ever going to come. Homer: :bursts in door: GIVE ME 700 KRUSTY BURGERS! Pimple Faced Kid: Do you want fries with that?
