Homer: Kids, your father and I have decided we're not in such a hurry to get you guardians.
Instead of concentrating on dying, we're going to concentrate on living.
Bart: If you call this living.
Homer: Why, you little (choking, grunting) I do call this living. Living the way kids in India can only dream of!
Herb: (On Phone) Hi, you've reached Herb Powell. I'm poor again-- (Beep)