Marge: Can you see them?
Homer: I can see Lisa...but it might be a starfish! I gotta call them.
[runs, dials a phone]
Woman: [recording] The number you have dialed can no longer be reached
from this phone, you [splice] negligent [spice] monster.
Marge: That's it. We're going downtown to get our kids back -- right
-- Marge makes a plan,
"Home Sweet Home-Diddily-Dum-Doodily"