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"Milhouse of Sand and Fog" |
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- Milhouse: I don't want to live in a world without Bart! [jumps down a cliff into the water]
- Marge: Can he swim?
- Bart: [cool] What do you think?
- Marge: Maggie, that's not what you do with a hymnal! [she sees Homer flossing his teeth with a Bible's bookmark] Homer!
- Homer: What? I forgot to floss today. [Marge snatches the book away from him]
- Bart: We tried to break up your parents and we broke up mine!
- Milhouse: Wanna call my therapist and tell her how you feel? (dials into his cell phone) Hello, Dr. Wexler?
- Dr. Wexler: [over phone] Stop calling me! I'm on my honeymoon! [to her husband] Yeah, it's that weird kid again.
- Homer: Fifteen dollars to infect your kids! Now featuring the Pox Box! [disclaimer fast] Pox Box not recommended for pregnant or nursing women. As with any disease box, results may vary. [normal] Pox Box!
- Luann: Kirk, you look good. Have you been working out?
- Kirk: Well, dogs have been chasing me.
- Luann: No one's been chasing me lately.
- Kirk: What happened to your last boyfriend? The one who would always go to the gym after visiting you, then have lunch at that place downtown? You know, his taillight's broken?
- Luann: I'm not seeing him anymore.
- Kirk: Does that mean that there might be a chance for me?
- Luann: Almost anyone's got a chance now.
- Bart: Mom, Dad, I'd pay you a kajillion dollars for you and Mom to get back together again.
- Homer: Make it 2 kajillion.
- Marge: Homer!
- Homer: We'll lose the first kajillion to taxes.
- Bart: Now, we'll get my mom and dad's attention, and you shove the dummy in the water. Any questions?
- Milhouse: Yeah, what are you going as for Halloween?
- Bart: Pile of dog doo. Let's roll.
- Bart: This is all my fault. I planted Mom's bra in Milhouse's parents' bed.
- Homer: Why, you little... [Grunting while strangling Bart]
- Milhouse: [noticing his parents kissing] Sweet Lizzie McGuire!
- Bart: You think that's traumatic? [he opens the bathroom door and we see Homer in only underwear with a face on his belly]
- Homer: Mr. Stomach, are you hungry? [he now talks through the face using the belly button as the mouth, moving it as he talks] I'm always hungry! Now make with the pizza, fatso! [he chuckles and then it's Homer talking normally] You're the stomach. [he shoves a pizza in his belly, making eating sounds, and then stops once he notices Bart] I have to do this for work. [he closes the door]