Owner: If you are waiting for the Hi & Lois signing, it has been moved
to the Springfield Coliseum.
Bart: Please, you have something of mine on a little piece of paper.
Owner: Oh, so you're Bart Simpson, eh? Well, since my breakfast burrito
is congealing rapidly, I will be blunt: you're too late. I sold
your soul last night.
[Bart looks worried]
Yes, yes: I found a buyer right away for _that_ item.
Bart: Who?
Owner: I am not at liberty to divulge the party, but they were most
interested in having possession of Little Boy's soul.
[Bart bangs his head]
Um, excuse me: no banging your head on the display case, please.
It contains a very rare Mary Worth in which she has advised a
friend to commit suicide. Thank you. [eats burrito]
-- Too bad that friend wasn't Rex Morgan M.D.,
"Bart Sells His Soul"
to the Springfield Coliseum.
Bart: Please, you have something of mine on a little piece of paper.
Owner: Oh, so you're Bart Simpson, eh? Well, since my breakfast burrito
is congealing rapidly, I will be blunt: you're too late. I sold
your soul last night.
[Bart looks worried]
Yes, yes: I found a buyer right away for _that_ item.
Bart: Who?
Owner: I am not at liberty to divulge the party, but they were most
interested in having possession of Little Boy's soul.
[Bart bangs his head]
Um, excuse me: no banging your head on the display case, please.
It contains a very rare Mary Worth in which she has advised a
friend to commit suicide. Thank you. [eats burrito]
-- Too bad that friend wasn't Rex Morgan M.D.,
"Bart Sells His Soul"
Related:
- Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness,
feel the slippery finish. Caresses it, experience it... - Bart: [plaintive] Are you there, God? It's me, Bart Simpson.
I know I never paid too much attention in church... - Bart: Well, if your soul is real, where is it?
Milhouse:
[motions to his chest] It's kind of in here. And when... - Bart: I know that's funny, but I'm just not laughing.
[taps head] Lisa: Hmm. Pablo Neruda said, "Laughter... - Wiggum: Son, you wait here while Daddy tries to talk some sense into
this raving derelict.
[the man raves as Wiggum walks up] Wiggum: [motioning]... - 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: [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... - Bart: Hey, Dad. What's the word with Planet Crackpot?
Homer: Oh, I suppose _you're_ going to mock me, too... - Ned: Rod, you order anything you want for your big ten-oh.
Rod: Million dollar birthday fries! Waiter: [gleeful]...
