Bart: What's the matter with you, soldier!
Boy: It's my nerves, sir. I just can't stand the barking any more.
Bart: Your nerves! [slaps the kid] I won't have cowards in my army.
Grampa: [whaps Bart] Sorry, Bart.
You can push them out of a plane, you can march them off a cliff,
you can send them off to die on some God-forsaken rock, but for
some reason you can't slap them.
-- "Bart the General"
Boy: It's my nerves, sir. I just can't stand the barking any more.
Bart: Your nerves! [slaps the kid] I won't have cowards in my army.
Grampa: [whaps Bart] Sorry, Bart.
You can push them out of a plane, you can march them off a cliff,
you can send them off to die on some God-forsaken rock, but for
some reason you can't slap them.
-- "Bart the General"
Related:
- Abe: Hey, the lamp's running away!
Bart: That's my dog,
man! Abe: So long, lamp. Now stop loafing and help... - Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness,
feel the slippery finish. Caresses it, experience it... - Marge: [calling out] Bart, what's taking so long? If you're having that
problem with your zipper,
I can send your father up. Homer: Oh, no I'm not. ... - Bart: Lisa, will you keep it down? I'm making a crank phone call to
Principal Skinner.
Skinner: [on phone] Well, as a matter of fact, my refrigerator... - Skinner: Mother doesn't approve of me dating so I need you to keep
her busy for a few hours while Edna and I sneak out.
[sneaks out] Bart: Oh, I can't take much more... - Bart: [sleepy] Hello?
Bruno: Right! I'm calling all the way from Squatter's Crog,
Australia and I want to speak to, er, Dr. Bart... - Martin: Can you let me have it for forty dollars?
Dealer:
Forty bucks? You made me get off my stool for that... - Lisa: I would like to say grace. Ahem.
Lord,
have mercy on my soul...and Mom's soul...and Dad's... - Lisa: Hey, I need that! [grabs her saxophone]
[looks at letters in garbage] Office of the Solicitor General?
Office of the Prime Minister? Hopping Mad Collection...
