Grandma: A caller at this hour? [to Mr. VH] You dial 9-1, then when I
say so, dial 1 again. [opens the door] [TM]
Bart: [sees Milhouse, sighs with relief] Milhouse, please.
Milhouse: Bart, I can't play now. It's 2:00 a.m.
Bart: Milhouse, I've _got_ to have my soul back. I'll do anything
you want.
Milhouse: Uh...well...
Mr. VH: Uh, Milhouse, give him back his soul! I've got work tomorrow.
Milhouse: I'm really sorry...I kind of traded your soul to the guy at
the comic book store. But look! I got some cool pogs: [shows
them] Alf pogs! Remember Alf? He's back...in pog form.
Bart: [incredulous] You traded my soul for pogs?!
[runs out screaming]
Grandma: Close that door! You're letting the heat out.
Mr. VH: Shut up, shut up, shut up!
-- "Bart Sells His Soul"
say so, dial 1 again. [opens the door] [TM]
Bart: [sees Milhouse, sighs with relief] Milhouse, please.
Milhouse: Bart, I can't play now. It's 2:00 a.m.
Bart: Milhouse, I've _got_ to have my soul back. I'll do anything
you want.
Milhouse: Uh...well...
Mr. VH: Uh, Milhouse, give him back his soul! I've got work tomorrow.
Milhouse: I'm really sorry...I kind of traded your soul to the guy at
the comic book store. But look! I got some cool pogs: [shows
them] Alf pogs! Remember Alf? He's back...in pog form.
Bart: [incredulous] You traded my soul for pogs?!
[runs out screaming]
Grandma: Close that door! You're letting the heat out.
Mr. VH: Shut up, shut up, shut up!
-- "Bart Sells His Soul"
Related:
- Bart: Hi, is Milhouse home?
Mrs. VH: He's playing in the dirt with his army men -- oh, and a white
piece of paper, I believe.
[Bart gasps, runs to the back of the house] Milhouse... - Bart: Well, if your soul is real, where is it?
Milhouse
[motions to his chest] It's kind of in here. And when you sneeze, that's your soul trying to escape.... - Bart: Milhouse...Milhouse! You win. I want this nightmare to end!
[a space-suited figure answers the door] Robo... - Bart: Hey, Milhouse. I want you to know that I'm glad at least one of
us got the part.
[Milhouse explodes] Bart: Milhouse! [a leg lands in front of him] I didn't do it.... - Lovejoy: [holding cleaning brushes] I want you to clean every one of
these organ pipes that you have befouled with your popular
music.
[hands the brushes out, walks off] [Bart and Milhouse start cleaning... - Director: Ladies and gentlement, meet America's new Fallout Boy!
Milhouse: Aah! [screaming girls close in on him] Hutz... - Bart: Wow, you really got it made now, Milhouse. This is living!
Milhouse: [in a costume] Is it, Bart? Is it really?... - Bart: [sighs] I wasted five bucks on these.
Lisa: Where'd you get five bucks?
I want five bucks. Bart: Aw, I sold my soul to Milhouse?... - Lovejoy: I know one of you is responsible for this.
So repeat after me: If I withhold the truth, may I go straight to Hell where I will eat nought but burning hot coals and drink naught but burning hot cola -- [all the kids recite in unison] Ralph...
