Homer: Hello Marge? It's me, Homer. Are you still mad?
Marge: [continues scowling]
Homer: You <are> still mad. Don't need to say it, I'm your loving
husband, I can read you like a book. [goes to the fridge] I'll
just have some milk. [using a glass] Look! I'm not drinking out
of the carton! [breaks down] Come on Marge! Please forgive me!
[goes down on his knees] I'm sorry! I'm so sorry...
Marge: [with contempt] Homer, you don't even know why you're
apologizing.
Homer: Yes, I do. Because I'm hungry, my clothes are smelly, and I'm
tired.
-- "Homer's Night Out"
Marge: [continues scowling]
Homer: You <are> still mad. Don't need to say it, I'm your loving
husband, I can read you like a book. [goes to the fridge] I'll
just have some milk. [using a glass] Look! I'm not drinking out
of the carton! [breaks down] Come on Marge! Please forgive me!
[goes down on his knees] I'm sorry! I'm so sorry...
Marge: [with contempt] Homer, you don't even know why you're
apologizing.
Homer: Yes, I do. Because I'm hungry, my clothes are smelly, and I'm
tired.
-- "Homer's Night Out"
Related:
- 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?... - Homer: Welcome to the Simpson residence or "casa de Simpson," as I
call it.
Grimes: Yeah, what did you want to see me about, Simpson?... - Marge: All right, all right, but if you win, don't make a
scene and dance around with your "woo-hoo"s, please!
We can't afford a single slipup. They're judging us.... - Homer: [snores]
Bart: Look alive, Simpson, I'm not paying you to goldbrick.
Homer: [wakes up] Uh... Yes sir. Bart: Now get cracking on my long division, and don't forget to show your work, Simpson.... - Marge: Homer, I really don't like you telling personal secrets in your
class.
Homer: Marge, I didn't tell 'em personal stuff. Marge... - Marge: [walking in] What's going on in here?
Home
[in a dog's voice still] Absolutely nothing, Marge!... - Marge: I'm sorry I had to arrest you, Homer, but what I did was right.
Some day when you really need it you'll be happy there are dedicated cops like me out there.... - 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.... - Marge: I'm sorry: Homer doesn't mean to be rude, he's just a very
complicated man.
[Homer appears at the bedroom window, breaks a plate over his head] Home...
