Homer: [into bullhorn] Marge, Marge!
Homer: Look Marge, I'm sorry I haven't been a better husband. I'm sorry
about the time I tried to make gravy in the bathtub. I'm sorry I
used your wedding dress to wax the car. And I'm sorry -- oh
well, let's just say I'm sorry for the whole marriage up to this
Marge: [to Ruth] You're right: I _am_ lucky to have him.
-- Stand by your man, "Marge on the Lam"