Lisa: What's up there?
Bart: Is it a monster?
Lisa: We have to know.
Bart: Tell us what's the secret.
Homer: No more questions. I work my butt off to feed you four kids and
all you do is... [Marge is staring at him] What?
Marge: *Three*. We have _three_ kids, Homer.
Homer: Yeah, three _nosy_ kids. And you know what happens to nosy kids
who ask too many questions?
Kids: [quickly] No, what? Does something happen? Does something happen
to nosy kids who ask questions? What happens?
-- Never mind, "Treehouse of Horror VII"
