Lisa: Ahem. [Marge waits for her to say something, but Lisa turns
Marge: Now Lisa, listen to me, this is important. I want you to smile
Lisa: But I don't feel like smiling.
Marge: Well it doesn't matter how you feel inside, you know? It's what
shows up on the surface that counts. That's what my mother
taught me. Take all your bad feelings and push them down, all
the way down, past your knees until your almost walking on them.
And then you'll fit in, and you'll be invited to parties, and
boys will like you, and happiness will follow.
Lisa: [feeble attempt at a smile]
Marge: No, come on. You can do better than that.
Lisa: [a much brighter smile]
Marge: Aww, that's my girl. [rubs Lisa's hair]
Lisa: [through her teeth] I feel more popular already.
-- "Moaning Lisa"