Marge: I'm Marge Simpson, and I have an idea.
Everyone: Aw, no. Marge is going to say something. etc.
Marge: Now, I know you haven't liked some of my past suggestions,
like switching to the metric system --
Abe: [stammers a little] The metric system is the tool of the
devil! My car gets forty rods to the hogshead and that's the
way I likes it.
Quimby: The old person's remarks will be stricken from the record.
Abe: Who said that?
Marge: But my new idea's different. I think we should hold a film
festival and give out prizes.
Wiggum: Can we make our own movies and enter them?
Wiggum: At last, an excuse to wear makeup!
Quimby: All in favor of Marge Simpson's film festival idea?
Everyone: Film festival! Film festival!
Marge: You like my idea? Actually, I have several others --
Everyone: Don't push your luck! Don't push your luck!
-- At last, acceptance by Springfield as a whole!,
"A Star is Burns"