Homer: Well, me saying I'm sorry won't bring him back.
Marge: The Gypsy said it would.
Homer: [stubbornly] She's not the boss of me.
[Homer, Bart and Lisa notice Marge has grown a beard and moustache from her hair]
Marge: Mmm.. so it is noticeable.
Lisa: What happened?
Marge: I don't know - I woke up like this.
Bart: Oh, cool! You could be in a freak show!
Homer: Don't talk to the bearded lady like that, you little --! :[Homer chokes Bart and his neck grows to twice its length and when Homer stops strangling him, Bart's head tips over backwards over the back of his chair]
Marge: Gee, you strangle him all the time and that never happens.
Homer: Oh, it's fine! It's just a growth spurt! [coiling Bart's neck] Good as new! [Bart's neck constantly flips, and Homer has to keep fixing up its balance] There! Right as rain! [Bart's head falls onto the table]
Marge: Homer, it's that evil gypsy's curse! We're all being punished because YOU trashed her office.
Homer: Marge, that curse is just a lot of silly superstition. [to Lisa] Right, Lisa?
[Lisa stomps one of her new horse hooves two times]
Homer: [sarcastically] Well, I am missing the back of my head! I think you could cut me some slack?
Ultrahouse: Homer, No! (Homer attacks Ultrahouse using Axe to open the Charm Unit)
Homer: I'm going to enjoy this. (He removes Charm Unit on Ultrahouse)
Ultrahouse: Don't take out my British charm unit! Without that, I'm nothing but a boorish American clod! (The System for Ultrahouse automatic shut down while he saying bucket) eh... Thanks a lot, ass-wipe! (Distorted) I could've kicked your butt from here to Albuquerque, you fat slime.... bucket.
Montymort: Look at that Lisa Simpson. She's got more wicked witchery than Stevie Nicks. Oh, Slithers! [Slithers enters.]
Slithers: Yes, Lord Montymort?
Montymort: Let's capture that girl and steal her magical essence. I'm not getting squat from this yo-yo.
[Annoyed, Montymort puts on a helmet and gestures at the wall. Shackled to the wall is Ralph Wiggum, who is wearing a helmet identical to Montymort's and connected to it by a tube. Lumps of something are moving along the tube from Ralph's head to Montymort's.]
Ralph: [laughing] Dying tickles!
[At the magical recital, Milhouse's attempt at the Invisibility Cloak has just gone severely awry, leaving him standing on stage naked. He runs offstage, crying.]
Principal Skinner: [murmuring] That was terrible. [louder, to the audience] I'll just sprinkle you all with some Amnesia Dust!
[Skinner sprinkles the dust over the audience and they applaud. Skinner moves on to introducing the next student.]
Skinner: A second-grade sorceress so powerful, she made tonight's refreshments out of dead people!
[Skinner sprinkles Amnesia Dust over the audience again, and they laugh.]