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• Marge: Didn't you buy any meat? Homer: [stroking a firecracker] This baby's sure to kill something.
  -- "Summer of 4 Ft. 2...
• Marge: [reads note on freezer] "Put food in me." Home
  I'll take that. [sticks it on his belly] -- It sure does, "Summer of 4 Ft. 2...
• Marge: I'm sure you'll make plenty of friends. All you have to do is be yourself.
  [walks away] Lisa: Be myself? I've been myself for eight years and it hasn't worked....
• Marge: Bart, you can invite Milhouse. Lisa, you can bring a friend too.
  Lisa: [chuckling nervously] Hey. Great... a friend....
• Wel-diddly-elcome, Simpsons." Oh, jeez, he actually wrote "diddly".
  -- Homer reads a letter from Ned, "Summer of 4 Ft. 2...
• It's not your fault... you don't control the birds.
  Someday you will, but not now. -- Lisa consoles herself, "Summer of 4 Ft. 2...
• Marge: Isn't this fun, honey? Lisa: [sarcastic] It must be exciting to make a different set of beds.
  Marge: I know you're joking, but it is! Say, why don't you put on your swimsuit and head for the beach?...
• The whole thing smacks of effort, man. -- Ben, "Summer of 4 Ft. 2
• Bart: When the hell are we getting to... where the hell are we going?
  Marge: Mmm. It's called Little Pwagmattasquarmesettport....