Marge: Mmm, Lisa, You Don't Look Well. Lisa: I'll Make It Mom.
Marge: Mmm, Lisa, you don't look well.
Lisa: I'll make it Mom. Just tape my lunchbox to my hand.
-- Lisa wakes up ill, "Bart's Dog Gets an F"
Lisa: I'm sure Mom agrees with me. Marge: Mmm. No, I'm afraid I agree with your father.
Homer: You do? [taunting and dancing] Ha ha ha ha ha....
Lisa, you wasted chicken pox. Don't waste the mumps!
-- Bart telling Lisa how to enjoy being ill, "Bart's Dog Gets an F...
Homer: I guess it wouldn't be right to sell Stampy after he saved my life.
And the boy seems to have some sort of relationship with him....
Bart: Wow, Mom, I never pictured you as any kind of authority figure before.
Homer: Marge, I want you to take care of yourself out there....
Lisa: I think she likes my present better. \< Ba
Does not! Lisa: |Does too! Bart: | |Does not!...
Lisa: Gee, is it always this good? Marge: Mmm. I don't know.
I just dip in and out. I'm only watching today because Randi is coming out of a coma, and she knows the phony prince's body is hidden in the boat house....
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....
Lisa: Uh, Mom? Marge: [annoyed] What?! Lisa
Um, there's a hair in my soup. But I'll just eat around it....
Lisa: I need help, Mom. There's another girl at school who's smarter, younger, and a better sax player than me.
Ew, I feel so average. Marge: Well, you'll always be number one to me -- Ba...