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• Homer reaches inside a pop machine, grunting] Home
  Just...a little more...argh...got it! [realizing] Aah!...
• Hutz: Mr. Simpson, I was just going through your garbage, and I couldn't help overhearing that you need a babysitter.
  Of course, being a highly-skilled attorney, my fee is $...
• Homer: That's it! I'm calling my buddies. Marge is not the only one who can have a girls' night out.
  [dials the phone] Lenny: Oh, no can do, Homer....
• Troy: What the hell -- Oh! We got a call. Homer: Ha ha!
  Some idiot actually called in. Troy: Hello? What's your name?...
• Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness, feel the slippery finish.
  Caresses it, experience it. Quite smooth, isn't it?...
• Homer: Marge, I know you didn't believe me about the vending machines.
  That's why I had the firemen write me a note....
• Marge: I'm sorry: Homer doesn't mean to be rude, he's just a very complicated man.
  [Homer appears at the bedroom window, breaks a plate over his head] Home...
• Wiggum: Mmm, engine-block eggs. If we can keep these down, we'll be sitting pretty.
  [Marge and Ruth whiz by] Homer: That's them!...
• Homer: Marge, I want you to admit you have a gambling problem.
  Marge: You know, you're right, Homer. Maybe I should get some professional help....