Bart: Ohh, I'll never get that game.
Marge: [walking in] Tuck-in time!
[singing] All aboard the sleepy train
To visit Mother Goose.
Barty's stop is Snoozyland
To rest his sweet caboose.
Bart: Mom, I'm not a little kid any more! Tuck-in time is lame.
Marge: Well, if loving my kids is lame, then I guess I'm just a big
Bart: Mom, it's lame to be proud of being lame.
Marge: Well, life is like a box of chocolates --
Bart: Mom -- no! Mom --
Marge: You never know --
[Bart puts a pail on his head and starts banging it]
[he stops for a second and looks out from it]
Marge: -- what you're going to get --
[Bart resumes the pounding]
-- "Marge Be Not Proud"