Marge: All right, all right, but if you win, don't make a
scene and dance around with your "woo-hoo"s, please! We
can't afford a single slipup. They're judging us.
[Homer kisses Marge and Lisa, who is on the bed]
Lisa: Mom, did you like horses when you were my age, 'cause I--?
Marge: I don't know. Look, tonight is very important. Mommy has to
alter her suit so it looks like a totally new suit.
Lisa: [75 RPM] Mom, do you want to know the fifteen reasons I like
horses better than cars? One, a horse never has to--
Marge: I really need to concentrate on this, Lisa, would you mind
just--?
Lisa: You know how a horse goes like this? [jumps up and down on
the bed] Mom, like this!
Marge: I've already altered this so many times, it's not impossible--
Lisa: Whinny, whinny! Mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mo-m!
Marge: [yelling] LISA, PLEASE!!!
[pause]
[Lisa runs out while Marge continues her sewing]
[Marge pulls out her altered suit and examines it]
[Marge pushes on the pedal and her suit gets pulled into the
sewing machine]
No! No, no, no, noooo!
[pulls out her mangled suit]
At times like this, I guess all you can do is laugh.
[5 second pause]
-- Or sit until we fade to black,
"Scenes from the Class Struggle in Springfield"
scene and dance around with your "woo-hoo"s, please! We
can't afford a single slipup. They're judging us.
[Homer kisses Marge and Lisa, who is on the bed]
Lisa: Mom, did you like horses when you were my age, 'cause I--?
Marge: I don't know. Look, tonight is very important. Mommy has to
alter her suit so it looks like a totally new suit.
Lisa: [75 RPM] Mom, do you want to know the fifteen reasons I like
horses better than cars? One, a horse never has to--
Marge: I really need to concentrate on this, Lisa, would you mind
just--?
Lisa: You know how a horse goes like this? [jumps up and down on
the bed] Mom, like this!
Marge: I've already altered this so many times, it's not impossible--
Lisa: Whinny, whinny! Mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mom, mo-m!
Marge: [yelling] LISA, PLEASE!!!
[pause]
[Lisa runs out while Marge continues her sewing]
[Marge pulls out her altered suit and examines it]
[Marge pushes on the pedal and her suit gets pulled into the
sewing machine]
No! No, no, no, noooo!
[pulls out her mangled suit]
At times like this, I guess all you can do is laugh.
[5 second pause]
-- Or sit until we fade to black,
"Scenes from the Class Struggle in Springfield"
Related:
- Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness,
feel the slippery finish.
Caresses it, experience it. Quite smooth, isn't it?... - Lisa: Hi, Mom.
Marge: Lisa! Hello. How are you doing in England?
Remember, an elevator is called a "lift", a mile is called a "kilometer", and botulism is called "steak and kidney pie".... - Lisa: Oh, Mom, please? You can make this my birthday *and* Christmas
presents.
Marge: You already used up your birthday and Christmas presents on that peach tree we got you.... - Homer: Now that we're all alone, Marge, admit it: you like Lisa best!
Marge: No! Homer: Oh, so you're a Bart woman, are you?... - Marge: I'd like your attention, please.
Homer: Quiet Marge!
This is my big moment! Bart the Bloody Pulp Simpson is on the ropes.... - Bart: He's great at pointing out everyone's foibles.
Larry: Hey, how're ya doing. Ooh! Look at your hair!... - Marge: Lisa needs to go to the museum tomorrow,
and I think you should take her.
Homer: Museum? Tomorrow? Oh, oh, Marge, I'd love to, but I was planning on.... - Bart: Wow, Mom, I never pictured you as any kind of authority figure
before.
Homer: Marge, I want you to take care of yourself out there.... - Bart: Man, I thought Mom was going to scream me stupid.
She didn't even raise her voice. Lisa: I admit I haven't known Mom as long as you have, but I know when she's really upset....
