Homer: [singing]
Oh Mindy, you came and you gave without flaking,
But I sent you Ben Gay.
Oh Andy, you kissed me and stopped me from something,
And I -- [sees Lisa watching] Uh oh.
Lisa: Dad, why are you singing?
Homer: [thinking] Tell a lie, tell a lie.
[spoken] Um, because I have a small role in a broadway musical.
It's not much, but it's a start.
[thinking] Bravo. [sarcastic clapping]
-- Homer under pressure, "The Last Temptation of Homer"
Oh Mindy, you came and you gave without flaking,
But I sent you Ben Gay.
Oh Andy, you kissed me and stopped me from something,
And I -- [sees Lisa watching] Uh oh.
Lisa: Dad, why are you singing?
Homer: [thinking] Tell a lie, tell a lie.
[spoken] Um, because I have a small role in a broadway musical.
It's not much, but it's a start.
[thinking] Bravo. [sarcastic clapping]
-- Homer under pressure, "The Last Temptation of Homer"
Related:
- Lisa: Mom!
Homer: Huh -- wha -- Lisa! What's up?
Lisa:
I just had a bad dream! Homer: Oh, sure. You just... - Homer: Kids, I wanna give you some words to remember me by,
if something happens. Let's see...er...Oh,... - Homer: [awkwardly] Uh...so, let's have a conversation.
Um...I think we'll find we have very little... - Lisa: Are you hiding something from me?
Homer: Like what?
Lisa: Judging from your song, you're infatuated with... - Homer: What's wrong, honey?
Lisa: There's something troubling me,
dad, but I don't think I can tell you because... - Lisa: Dad?
Homer: Yes, honey?
Lisa: Um...Mom just baked a cake.
Homer: Ooh! [walks into kitchen] Huh? Marge: Homer... - Homer: Lisa, honey, are you going to be OK?
Lisa: Bleeding Gums was my hero and I never got to tell him how I felt.
Homer: Oh, I'm sure he knew, and I'm sure that wherever... - Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness,
feel the slippery finish. Caresses it, experience it... - Homer: Marge? Since I'm not talking to Lisa, would you please ask her
to pass me the syrup?
Marge: [Wearily] Dear, please pass your father the...
From the same category:
- Marge: Lisa, I can't _believe_ it's your wedding day already.
Lisa: Mom, I feel kind of funny wearing white. I mean... - Bart: Wow.
Lisa: Oh, those poor monkeys.
Marge:
They started it. -- Putting the blame where it belongs... - Smithers: Sir, this can't be right. You assured me this drawing was
rigged so we'd be teammates.
Burns: Yes, well, frankly, you've been a bit of a pill... - Advisor: The voters now see you as imperial and god-like.
Burns: Hot dog! Advisor: But there's a down-side... - Officer 2: We found this one swimming naked in the Fermentarium.
[Lisa, heaping jittery, covered by a towl] Lisa...
