Marge: [into microphone] Hello, police? This is Marge Simpson. My
husband is on a murderous rampage. Over.
[shot of Chief Wiggum listening]
Wiggum: [sighs] Well thank God that's over. I was worried there for a
second. [turns off radio]
-- Unfamiliar with radio protocol,
"Treehouse of Horror V"
husband is on a murderous rampage. Over.
[shot of Chief Wiggum listening]
Wiggum: [sighs] Well thank God that's over. I was worried there for a
second. [turns off radio]
-- Unfamiliar with radio protocol,
"Treehouse of Horror V"
Related:
- Marge: Hello?
Wiggum: Uh, Mrs. Simpson, I have some bad news.
Your husband was found DOA. Marge: Oh, my... - Ruth: Look, Marge, there's no reason for you to get dragged into this.
Once we lose the cops, I'll let you out. Marge: Well... - Wiggum: Don't worry, folks, we'll find your wallet.
Marge: Dogs! Chief, you're getting powdered sugar... - Your boy picked a bad time to fall down a well. If he'd done it
at the start of the fiscal year,
no problemo. -- Chief Wiggum tells Marge it's all... - Wiggum: A-ha! I had a feeling we'd find you here!
[shoots]
Lou:
Chief, no! Eddie: What'd you do that for? Wiggum:... - Umpire: Play ball!
Chief Wiggum: [steps to the plate]
Police radio:
Attention all units! Attention all units! ... - Wiggum: I'd like to help you ma'am, but, heh heh, I'm afraid there's no
law against mailing threatening letters.
Marge: [indignantly] I'm pretty sure there is. Wiggum... - Homer: Hello, Police? Are you sitting down? Good!
I wish to report a robbery. Wiggum: [bored]... - Marge: [listening to `You Light Up My Life' on the radio] Our song.
Homer: I bet the guy she was singing that about was...
From the same category:
- bell rings]
Milhouse: School's out! Up yours, Krabappel!
[runs out, while other students sit] Krabappel: Well... - Burns: Ahoy-hoy?
Homer: [speaking through a kazoo] Hello,
Mr. Burns. This is the kidnapper. Do you miss... - I probably shouldn't have eaten that packet of powdered gravy I found in
the parking lot.
Homer tries to explain away a sexy vision, "The... - Marge: Well, I'm just relieved that Homer's safe and that you've
recovered and that we can all get back to normal.
If Maggie could talk I'm sure she'd apologize... - Marge: [weeping] My quilt! Six generations, ruined!
Homer: Now Marge, honey honey honey. Come on, come...
