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• Lisa: Isn't anybody going to show up? Lovejoy: Well, Lisa, we've waited an hour.
  [clears his throat, reads] Dearly Beloved, we are gathered here today to bid farewell to Blood and Guts Murphy....
• Hibbert: Don't worry, son: you'll be fine. This boy's appendix is inflamed and about to burst, which _will_ make it easier to find once I get in there.
  [chuckles] Homer: [watching from above] Man, these are primo seats....
• Jackie: I remember Lisa's third birthday. She and Bart did this adorable little song and dance routine.
  Abe: Oh, heh heh! That was a real horn-honker!...
• Marge: Homer, the guest should get the last pork chop.
  Homer: But I'm still hungry! [under the table, Jay's and Homer's stomach growl at each other like dogs] [Homer's frightens Jay's into whimpering] Jay...
• 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?...
• Marge: Homer, I want to throw a dinner party. Home
  [whining] Oh, I hate having parties. The toilet always gets backed up....
• Homer: Marge, will you marry me? Marge: Why? Am I pregnant?
  -- The best reason of all, "A Milhouse Divided...
• Marge: Ooh! A punchbowl like that just screams good taste.
  Wouldn't it be perfect for the dinner party....
• Homer: Honey, I'm home! Marge: Hello, dear. How was work at the plant?
  Homer: It's not a plant, Marge, it's a tree, and I've nearly chewed through it....