So Will You Go Out With Me? Please Say `Oui'.
So will you go out with me? Please say `Oui'.
-- Homer to Marge after a French lesson,
"The Way We Was"
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?...
Patty: Homer, um...I'm speechless. You just saved our hides.
Homer: Please, on top of everything else, don't make me picture your hides!...
Marge: Please, Homer, can't we try it? [going to a sushi bar] Home
No. Lisa: Please, Dad, this argument humiliates us both....
Marge: Please, Grampa, he's in a coma. Grampa: Coma!
? Pfffft. Why, I go in and out of comas all the.....
Dr. H: Now, a little death anxiety is normal. You can expect to go through five stages.
The first is denial. Homer: No way! Because I'm not dying!...
Homer: Hello Marge? It's me, Homer. Are you still mad?
Marge: [continues scowling] Homer: You <are> still mad....
Homer: So anywho, back then there was _no_ way for me to know your mother was pregnant.
[flash to Marge pushing Homer out of the way, running into the bathroom, and throwing up] Home...
Homer: ...so they say I might have a problem. [finishes brushing his teeth, and polishes off a bottle of that wonderful Duff] Marge
[reading from a pamphlet entitled, "Is Your Spouse a Souse?...
Marge: So... you want to go on tour with a traveling freak show.
Homer: I don't think I have a choice, Marge. Marge...