Goodman: OK, let's see if we've learned anything. I want you two to
simulate a typical household problem. Go.
Cletus: [on Homer's knee] Uh, Pa, I cut my finger on the screen door
again.
Homer: Why you cotton-pickin' -- [strangles Cletus]
[the class looks critically at Homer]
[to himself] No, I gotta pass this class for my kids.
[to Cletus] Son, let's stop the fussin' and the feudin'.
Cletus: [stricken] I love you, Pa! [weeps]
Homer: I love you, Cletus! [weeps]
[the class cheers; some shoot guns into the air]
-- With a hoedown to celebrate,
"Home Sweet Home-Diddily-Dum-Doodily"
simulate a typical household problem. Go.
Cletus: [on Homer's knee] Uh, Pa, I cut my finger on the screen door
again.
Homer: Why you cotton-pickin' -- [strangles Cletus]
[the class looks critically at Homer]
[to himself] No, I gotta pass this class for my kids.
[to Cletus] Son, let's stop the fussin' and the feudin'.
Cletus: [stricken] I love you, Pa! [weeps]
Homer: I love you, Cletus! [weeps]
[the class cheers; some shoot guns into the air]
-- With a hoedown to celebrate,
"Home Sweet Home-Diddily-Dum-Doodily"
Related:
- Goodman: Now, who knows how the Skinners could have resolved this
problem?
[everyone puts their hands up] Without resorting... - Cletus: [waving] Hey slow down! I wants to talk to you!
[Homer stops the car] Cletus: Give us three hundred... - Marge: [holding up a headband] Mmm, honey, I don't think these
clothes are us.
Lisa: Who are they? Cletus: Hey, Brandine. [holds... - on top of a telephone pole]
Cletus: Hey you know what?
I could call my ma while I'm up here. [yelling]... - Marge: What are you doing with my children?
Agent 2:
We're taking them where you can't get them! Marge... - Goodman: Kids, meet your new foster family.
Rod+Todd:
We love you! Bart: [getting hugged] Uh...please... - Goodman: I'm very proud of you people. You've learned how to care for
your children,
you've learned how to maintain your homes, and ... - Marge: We've always tried to be good parents. Please!
I'm begging you, one mother to another. You... - 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...
