Homer: Marge, I Want You To Admit You Have A Gambling Problem.
Homer: Marge, I want you to admit you have a gambling problem.
Marge: You know, you're right, Homer. Maybe I should get some
Homer: No, no, that's too expensive. Just don't do it any more.
Homer: You know, Marge, for the first time in our marriage I can finally look down my nose at you.
_You_ have a gambling problem! Marge: That's true....
Marge: Homer [knocks again] Homer, why aren't you at work?
Homer: The car won't start. I don't feel very good today....
Marge: Mmm, I hope you kept the Homey-fires burning.
[Homer snores] Homer... Homer: Huh?...
Marge: Homer, those were very thoughtful presents, but you have to tell me where you got the money from.
Homer: All right, Marge, I'll tell you, but first you have to promise you will not get mad....
Homer: Marge! You waited for me. Marge: Er -- Home
OK, Marge, let's go. Marge: I'll catch up to you. Home...
Marge: Homer, I really don't like you telling personal secrets in your class.
Homer: Marge, I didn't tell 'em personal stuff. Marge...
Marge: So... you want to go on tour with a traveling freak show.
Homer: I don't think I have a choice, Marge. Marge...
Lisa: Anyway, Mom, maybe you should go into therapy.
Marge: No, I don't need therapy, I'm fine. And it's too expensive....
Marge: Have you noticed any change in Bart? Homer: New glasses?
Marge: No...he looks like something might be disturbing him....