Everyone: Surprise! Baby shower.
Marge: Baby shower? You _know_ I haven't told Homer yet, and
he'll be home any minute.
Patty+Selma: [mocking] Oh _really_?
[the door opens]
Marge: [gasps, sees no one there] Phew! [starts to close the
door]
Homer: [barging in] Hey, it's me. It's hell out there!
[notices everyone standing around]
Hey, wait a minute. What are all these presents? It looks
like you're..._showering_ Marge with gifts. Hmm...with
little, tiny baby-sized gifts. Well, I'll be in the tub.
[walks up stairs]
Maude: By the way, congratulations on your new job, Homer.
Homer: New job? ...Marge is pregnant?! [pulls hair out] Noooooo!
[runs up stairs screaming, slams bedroom door]
-- Homer infers an exceedingly indirect inference,
"And Maggie Makes Three"
Marge: Baby shower? You _know_ I haven't told Homer yet, and
he'll be home any minute.
Patty+Selma: [mocking] Oh _really_?
[the door opens]
Marge: [gasps, sees no one there] Phew! [starts to close the
door]
Homer: [barging in] Hey, it's me. It's hell out there!
[notices everyone standing around]
Hey, wait a minute. What are all these presents? It looks
like you're..._showering_ Marge with gifts. Hmm...with
little, tiny baby-sized gifts. Well, I'll be in the tub.
[walks up stairs]
Maude: By the way, congratulations on your new job, Homer.
Homer: New job? ...Marge is pregnant?! [pulls hair out] Noooooo!
[runs up stairs screaming, slams bedroom door]
-- Homer infers an exceedingly indirect inference,
"And Maggie Makes Three"
Related:
- Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness,
feel the slippery finish. Caresses it, experience it... - Marge: I've got to tell Homer about this baby in just the right
way and at just the right time.
Until then, please, keep this to yourselves... - Homer: Honey, I'm home!
Marge: Hello, dear. How was work at the plant?
Homer: It's not a plant, Marge, it's a tree, and... - Homer: So anywho, back then there was _no_ way for me to know your
mother was pregnant.
[flash to Marge pushing Homer out of the way, running... - Bart: [in the present] Wow, Dad, you really threw a tantrum like a
little sissy girl?
Homer: Oh, just that one time. Marge: Actually, when... - Hibbert: Congratulations, Mrs. Simpson: you're pregnant.
Marge: Mmm... Hibbert: Am I to take it that this is... - Homer: Aw, I've never been so miserable in all my life.
But I can't take it out on Marge and the kids... - Homer: Welcome to the Simpson residence or "casa de Simpson," as I
call it.
Grimes: Yeah, what did you want to see me about,... - Homer: Oh, you're pregnant! We're going to have to have a baby.
All our financial plans are ruined. We're doomed...
From the same category:
- Yeah... well, I may not have a fancy black bathrobe and a hammer like
Snooty,
but I do have slippers and an oatmeal spoon. Look!... - Bad dog! Bad... neighbor dog!
-- Homer, "Two Cars in Every Garage,
Three Eyes on Every... - Lisa: The basis of this game seems to be simple geometry.
All you have to do is hit the ball... here. ... - Sunday School Teacher: [very tired] The ventriloquist goes to heaven,
but the dummy doesn't. Bart: [raises his hand] Ooh... - Otto: Oh, man! He'll blow our winning streak.
Moe:
Yeah. Call this an unfair generalization if you must...
