Lisa: [weakly] Please, Maggie... Please... Go To Sleep!
Lisa: [weakly] Please, Maggie... Please... Go to sleep!!
-- What to do when your baby sister is hyper,
"My Sister, My Sitter"
Take it like a man, boy, and do everything your sister says. -- Homer, "My Sister, My Sitte
Quimby: Citizens of Springfield, I officially declare this.
.. what the hell is that?! Skinner: Why, it's Lisa Simpson!...
Lisa: Hey, Bart. How's your arm? Bart: It's all right.
I was hoping they'd give me one of those steel claws, but what are you gonna do....
But I'm _very_ mature for my age. People often mistake me for nine!
-- Lisa, "My Sister, My Sitte...
Bart: You didn't say which bed! Lisa: Go to _your_ bed!
Bart: Make me. Lisa: I'll make you! [lunges after him...
Wiggum: Hold it right there. [gets out his car] Well, if it isn't Springfield's finest little babysitter, Lisa Simpson!
Lisa: Hi! How are you?? Wiggum: Um, I'm fine....
The boy was studying quietly, when the girl, drunk on her own sense of power, beat him silly with a block of frozen lima beans.
-- Chief Wiggum's analysis of the incident, as imagined by Lisa, "My Sister, My Sitte...
Lisa: [dragging Bart back to the stairs] Why do you have to make this so hard?
! Bart: I'm using non-violent resistance....
Lisa: [shielding her eyes from the light; wobbly] What's happening?
Where am I?? Helen: And she's on drugs!...