Homer: Pssst. Marge, Come Take A Look At This. [Bart Has Fallen Asleep At His Desk] Marge
Homer: Pssst. Marge, come take a look at this.
[Bart has fallen asleep at his desk]
Marge: Oh... the little tiger tries so hard.
Why does he keep failing?
Homer: Just a little dim, I guess.
-- Like father, like son, "Bart Gets an F"
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: Son, if you can look me in the eye and say you didn't take the collection money, that's all I need.
Bart: [looking at him] I didn't take it. Homer: Why you little -- [strangles him] How can you look me in the eye and lie like that?...
Bart: Look behind you, Radioactive Man! The sun is exploding again!
[jumps down, does a somersault] Marge: Bart, why are you talking like that?...
Bart: Look, Mom, it feels really weird having you on my turf.
How would you feel if I started mopping the floor?...
Stampy butts another elephant] Marge: Gosh, I thought he'd be happier in his true habitat.
Warden: Oh, I think he is. Marge: Then why is he attacking all those other elephants?...
Marge: Oh, Homer, there seems to be a lot of good obedience schools here.
Bart: Oh, school, right, yeah, that's your answer to everything....
Bart: Can I come to the candy show, huh, huh? Can I, can I?
Huh, huh, huh? Can I? Can I? Lisa: No, me!...
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: [weeping] My quilt! Six generations, ruined!
Homer: Now Marge, honey honey honey. Come on, come on, don't get upset....