Lisa: Every day at noon a bell rings, and they herd us in here to
feeding time. So we sit around like cattle, chewing our cud,
dreading the inevitable...
Bart: A-ha! Food fight!
-- "Moaning Lisa"
feeding time. So we sit around like cattle, chewing our cud,
dreading the inevitable...
Bart: A-ha! Food fight!
-- "Moaning Lisa"
Related:
- Lisa: Why don't we all look at the photo album?
Homer:
[as Marge opens it] So many memories. Aw, look --... - Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness,
feel the slippery finish. Caresses it, experience it... - Bart: No way, she's faking! If Lisa[?] stays home,
<I> stay home. Lisa: If Bart stays home, I'm going... - Doris: OK, I got your German grub right here.
[serves Bart,
who eats, and walks away] Lisa: Bart, does it strike... - Marge: I don't know... Bart's such a handful, and Maggie needs
attention,
but all the while, our little Lisa's becoming a young... - Marge: I need to purchase a brassiere. You kids wait over here in the
credit department.
Bart: Oh, can't we just wander around and meet you... - Smithers: [feeding him] Here comes the endangered condor into the power
lines.
I've got Bobo hot from the dryer. Careful not to burn... - Homer: Aw, I need a hug.
[everyone pauses,
then hugs him] How come you guys hesitated... - Homer: Lousy teachers, trying to palm off our kids on us!
Lisa: But, Dad, by striking, they're trying to effect...
