Deep Space Homer/Quotes

People, we're in danger of losing our funding. America isn't interested in space exploration any more. Maybe we should finally tell them the big secret, that all the chimps we sent into space came back super intelligent. No, I don't think we'll be telling them that.

When I found out about this, I went through a range of emotions. First I was nervous, then anxious, then wary, then apprehensive, then... kind of sleepy, then worried, and then concerned. But now I realize that being a spaceman is something you have to do.

Gentlemen, you've both worked very hard, and in a way, you're both winners. But in another more accurate way, Barney is the winner.

Marge, I don't really wanna go through with this. But being an astronaut is how I got you to respect me! Homer, when I met you, you weren't an astronaut. You didn't even know how to use a touch-tone. But I still respected you and I always will, no matter what. [hear touch-tones beeping] Homer, you already dialed. Oh... But on the other hand, if you don't take advantage of an opportunity, you can end up regretting it for the rest of your life. You're right, Marge. Just like the time I could've met Mr. T at the mall. The entire day I kept saying, "I'll go a little later. I'll go a little later." And then when I got there, they told me he just left. And when I asked a mall guy if he would ever come back again... he said he didn't know. Well, I'm never gonna let something like that happen again! I'm going into space right now! Oh, I am so proud of you. And I know it's going to go just fine— [tones beeping] Hmm...

Ladies and gentlemen, uh, we've just lost the picture, but what we've seen speaks for itself. The Corvair spacecraft has apparently been taken over, 'conquered' if you will, by a master race of giant space ants. It's difficult to tell from this vantage point whether they will consume the captive Earthmen or merely enslave them. But, one thing is for certain: there is no stopping them; the ants will soon be here. And I, for one, welcome our new insect overlords. I'd like to remind them as a trusted TV personality, I can be helpful in rounding up others to toil in their underground sugar caves.

Ants, huh? We had quite a severe ant problem at the vineyard this year. I had Art Garfunkel come by with his compressor, and we created a total vacuum outside the house, and we blew the ants out the front door. But I'm sure you high-tech NASA people could care less about our resort town ways.