Lady Bouvier's Lover/Quotes

Hello, everyone except Homer. [touching Maggie's nose] Happy birthday, granddaughter. Marge, I think that's your father-in-law across the street. Happy birthdaaay!

Homie, you know it's funny... Both my mother and your father seem pretty lonely. [giggles] That is funny. Yeah. Anyway, maybe they could go to a matinee together... or shopping or to that room in the library... that's always full of old people-- Periodicals, that's it! Marge, please, old people don't need companionship. They need to be isolated and studied so it can be determined what nutrients they have that might be extracted for our personal use. Homer, would you please stop reading that pamphlet? [snatches pamphlet and crumples it] Oh!!

If he marries your mother, Marge, we'll be brother and sister ... and then our kids – they'll be horrible freaks with pink skin, no overbites, and five fingers on each hand! [he sees what he said] AAAAGH!!

Is this cel worth anything? [sighs] Let me show you something. This – this is a Snagglepuss drawn by Hig Heisler; it is worth something. This, this is an arm drawn by nobody – it is worth nothing! Can't you give me anything for it? I can give you this telephone – it is shaped like. Ohh ... No groaning in my store.


 * ''[after exiting the community center ...]

I swear, Monty, you are the devil himself. I—who told you—?! Oh-ho-ho, I, yes, yes, well, I'd say you're an angel, but angels don't dance like that.

''AAAAAAGH!!! Hello. Why, it's – It's, er ... Oh, it's, er ...
 * [goes back to a jealous Smithers. Smithers whispers and smiles mischief-ly when Burns returns]

Why, it's Fred Flintstone and his lovely wife Wilma! Oh, and this must be little Pebbles. [pats Maggie] Mind if I come in? I've brought chocolates. [yanks box] Yabba dabba do!

Mom, you can't marry Mr. Burns! He's an evil man! Evil, schmevil, Marge. Monty can provide for me. Besides, he's a great kisser. Eww, yuck! Mm, what about Abe Simpson? Don't you have any feelings for him? Oh, he's a dear. But he's too much of an old fusspot. We're all aware of Grampa's problems, but compared to Mr. Burns, he's Judge-freaking-Reinhold! [pause] I don't know who that is.