Homer: The last bar in Springfield...if they don't let me in
here, I'm going to have to quit drinking!
Homer's liver: Yay!
Homer: Shut up, liver! [punches it] Ow! My liver hurts...
[walks in] I'd like a beer, please.
Bartender: Uh, sorry, you gotta be a pilot to drink in here.
Homer: Um, but I _am_ a pilot.
Bartender: Where's your uniform?
Homer: Um...I stowed it safely in the overhead compartment.
Bartender: Well, you talk the talk. Here's a loaner. [gives him a
uniform]
-- Homer in "The Little Black Box", "Fear of Flying"
here, I'm going to have to quit drinking!
Homer's liver: Yay!
Homer: Shut up, liver! [punches it] Ow! My liver hurts...
[walks in] I'd like a beer, please.
Bartender: Uh, sorry, you gotta be a pilot to drink in here.
Homer: Um, but I _am_ a pilot.
Bartender: Where's your uniform?
Homer: Um...I stowed it safely in the overhead compartment.
Bartender: Well, you talk the talk. Here's a loaner. [gives him a
uniform]
-- Homer in "The Little Black Box", "Fear of Flying"
Related:
- Homer: [awkwardly] Uh...so, let's have a conversation.
Um...I think we'll find we have very little... - Man: We need a pilot, pronto! Who wants to fly to the Windy City?
[pilots all go, "Oh, I'll go!", "Me", "I'm your man"... - Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness,
feel the slippery finish. Caresses it, experience it... - Jasper: Why bother voting? He's guilty.
Flanders: Well,
we might as well make it official. Homer: What does... - Dick: Well, my time's almost up here, so, uh, I'd just like to
say.
I know Woody Allen. [a couple of people... - Moe: Hello.
Homer: Moe, what are you doing here?
Moe:
What? What, a bartender can't come by and say hi to... - Lisa: Dad?
Homer: Yes, honey?
Lisa: Um...Mom just baked a cake.
Homer: Ooh! [walks into kitchen] Huh? Marge: Homer... - Alan: Hi, I'm Alan. I'm your copilot.
Homer: Uh, yeah,
uh, hmm. Er, uh, as a change of pace, I'm going to... - Climbing onto a bar stool, a piece of string asked for a beer.
"Wait a minute. Aren't you a string?" "Well, yes...
