Monroe: It's a special isolation chamber. The subject pulls levers to
receive food and water. The floor can become electrified, and
showers of icy water randomly fall on the subject. I call it...
The Monroe Box!
Grampa: Uh huh. Sounds interesting. How much will it cost to build?
Monroe: Oh, that's the beauty part! It's already built! I need the
money to buy a baby to raise in the box until the age of thirty
Grampa: What are you trying to prove?
Monroe: Well, my theory is that the subject will be socially maladjusted
and will harbor a deep resentment towards me.
Grampa: Mm. Interesting.
-- Everybody wants to get their hands on... "Old Money"
receive food and water. The floor can become electrified, and
showers of icy water randomly fall on the subject. I call it...
The Monroe Box!
Grampa: Uh huh. Sounds interesting. How much will it cost to build?
Monroe: Oh, that's the beauty part! It's already built! I need the
money to buy a baby to raise in the box until the age of thirty
Grampa: What are you trying to prove?
Monroe: Well, my theory is that the subject will be socially maladjusted
and will harbor a deep resentment towards me.
Grampa: Mm. Interesting.
-- Everybody wants to get their hands on... "Old Money"
Related:
- Man: With proper funding, I'm confident this little baby could
destroy an area the size of New York City.
Grampa: But I want to help people, not kill them! Man... - Homer: I need $15,000 to buy a home.
Grampa: Oh, well.
All I own is this house that I built with my own two... - Homer: This makes me special, Dad. Since I'm the one you kept,
that must mean you really loved me. Grampa... - Marge: Grampa, I found your cigar box dug up in the back yard but the
gun wasn't there.
Have you seen it? Abe: You accuse me of everything... - TV: All-star Boxing was brought to you by "Doctor Marvin Monroe's
Family Therapy Center".
[Dr. Marvin Monroe waves.] Wife: Honey, aren't you... - Nurse: [answers phone] Simpson.
Grampa: Hot diggity!
I don't care if it's bad news! Lisa: Oh, Grampa... - Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness,
feel the slippery finish. Caresses it, experience it... - Grampa: Son, it's me! I floated up toward Heaven but got lost along
the way.
Homer: [gasps] Dad, is that really you? Grampa... - Abe: Hey, the lamp's running away!
Bart: That's my dog,
man! Abe: So long, lamp. Now stop loafing and help...
