Homer: You know, Marge, for the first time in our marriage I can finally
look down my nose at you. _You_ have a gambling problem!
Marge: That's true. Will you forgive me?
Homer: Oh, sure. Remember when I got caught stealing all those watches
from Sears?
Marge: Hmm.
Homer: Well, that's nothing, because _you_ have a gambling problem! And
remember when I let that escaped lunatic in the house 'cause he
was dressed like Santa Claus?
Marge: Hmm.
Homer: Well _you_ have a gambling problem!
Marge: Homer, when you forgive someone, you can't throw it back at them
like that.
Homer: Aw, what a gyp.
[They kiss]
Homer: Remember when I --
Marge: Homer!
Homer: Oh, yeah; I forgot already.
-- Forgive, and...forget, "$pringfield"
