Marge: This house stinks! You're not just putting the new newspapers over the old ones, are you? Homer: Do you have a better idea?
Marge: Now I know we love the puppies very much, but I think they're getting to be a problem. Bart: Yeah, they ate all my socks. I had to wear Lisa's to school today. Homer: Your mother and I have been thinking about giving the puppies away. Bart/Lisa: Noooooooooooooooooo! Homer: Mainly your mother! Lisa: Is that what we do in this family, when somebody becomes an inconvenience we just get rid of them?
:scene changes to the Retirement Castle, where Abe is in his room, lonely: Abe: :picks up phone, which didn't ring: Hello! Is anybody there? Awww... Abe: We could use a new pet over at the home seeing how we accidentaly killed that smart mouthed bird. Chief Wiggum: I'm sorry kids, I don't think we'll ever find your greyhounds. Maybe Mr. Burns will sell you one of the 25 he got last night. Lisa: :gasp: He's going to make a tuxedo out of our puppies! Bart: :in tune to see my vest: Na-na-na, na-na-na, na-n-naa! Lisa: Bart! Bart: Sorry. You gotta admit, it's catchy. Lisa: But they are ours! You stole them from us. Mr. Burns: Here's a phone. Call somebody who cares. Lisa: :taps in 911: Mr. Burns: Gimmie that! Homer: Marge. You know that batting this lightbulb is the only thing that cheers me up after getting rid of those million dollar greyhounds.
