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| − | + | {{qf|[[Marge]]}} Homer, I want you to encourage Lisa with her science fair project. | |
| − | + | {{qf|[[Homer]]}} Yes, syrup is better than jelly. | |
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| + | {{qf|Homer}} ''[yawns]'' Well, time to go to work. | ||
| + | {{qf|Homer's brain}} Little do they know, I'm ducking out early to take the [[Duff Brewery]] tour. | ||
| + | {{qf|Homer}} Roll in at nine, punch out at five, that's the plan. | ||
| + | {{qf|Homer's brain}} Heh-heh-heh. They don't suspect a thing. ''[camera pans down to Homer's mouth, and back up]'' Well, off to the plant. | ||
| + | {{qf|Homer}} Then to the Duff Brewery. | ||
| + | {{qf|Homer's brain}} Uh-oh. Did I say that or just think it? | ||
| + | {{qf|Homer}} ''[panicky]'' I gotta think of a lie fast! | ||
| + | {{qf|Marge}} Homer, are you going to the Duff Brewery? | ||
| + | {{qf|Homer}} GAAAAAAGH! ''[runs off]'' | ||
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| + | {{qf|Tour Guide}} What does the future hold for Duff? ''[chuckles]'' Let's just say we've got a few ideas up our sleeve. | ||
| + | {{qf|Homer}} Like what? | ||
| + | {{qf|Tour Guide}} Um... I'd rather not get into it right now. | ||
| + | {{qf|Homer}} Why not? | ||
| + | {{qf|Tour Guide}} All right. We don't have any ideas for the future. We got nothing. Happy? | ||
| + | {{qf|Homer}} No. | ||
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| + | {{qf|Tour guide}} Now, this is the most important man on the tour. He's in charge of quality control. | ||
| + | {{qf|[[Phil]]}} Fine. Fine. Mouse. Fine. Mouse. Rat. Fine. Syringe. Fine. Nose. Fine. | ||
| + | {{qf|[[Barney]]}} Lemme just say, you're goin' a great job, Phil. | ||
| + | {{qf|Phil}} ''[distracted]'' Hey thanks a lot, that makes it all worthwhile. | ||
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| + | {{qf|Homer}} Mmm... Gummi Beer. ''[eats gummi. Walks forward at Barney drinking Duff Dark]'' Hey, Barney, I think you've had enough. | ||
| + | {{qf|Barney}} Are you crazy?! We still haven't tried Raspberry Duff, Lady Duff, Tartar Control Du– Ooowwhh... ''[collaspes]'' | ||
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| − | + | {{qf|[[Chief Wiggum]]}} Mrs. Simpson, I have some bad news; your husband was found DOA. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Marge}} Oh my God! He's dead?! | |
| − | + | {{qf|Chief Wiggum}} Oh, wait, I mean DWI. I always get those two mixed up. | |
| − | + | {{qf|[[Mrs. Phillips]]}} My name's Mrs. Phillips. You said my husband's DWI? | |
| − | + | {{qf|Chief Wiggum}} Um... why don't you talk to that officer over there? I'm going out to lunch. | |
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| − | + | {{qf|[[Principal Skinner]]}} Well, [[Edna]], for a school with no Asian kids, I think we put on a pretty darn good science fair. | |
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| − | + | {{qf|[[Lisa]]}} I've grown a futuristic tomato by fertilizing it with anabolic steroids. | |
| − | + | {{qf|[[Bart]]}} The kind that help our Olympic athletes reach new peaks of excellence? | |
| − | + | {{qf|Lisa}} The very same. | |
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| − | + | {{qf|[[Lionel Hutz]]}} Don't worry, Homer. I have a fool proof strategy to get you out of here: surprise witnesses, each more surprising than the last. I tell you, the judge won't know what hit him! | |
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| − | + | {{qf|Homer}} ''[singing]'' W, X, Y, and Z. Now I know my ABCs. Won't you come and play with me? | |
| − | + | {{qf|[[Eddie]]}} Flawless. | |
| − | + | {{qf|[[Lou]]}} We also would have accepted, "tell me what you think of me." | |
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| − | + | {{qf|Homer}} "To overcome the spider's curse, simply quote a Bible verse." Uh... Thou shalt not... Dawoh..! ''[Homer throws a rock at the spider's head]'' | |
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| − | + | {{qf|Homer}} Marge, I'm goin' to [[Moe's]]. Send the kids to the neighbors, I'm comin' back loaded! | |
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| − | + | {{qf|Marge}} Homie, I'd like you to do something for me. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Homer}} You name it. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Marge}} I want you to give up beer for a month. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Homer}} You got it. No deer for a month. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Marge}} Did you say beer, or deer? | |
| − | + | {{qf|Homer}} ''[long pause]'' Deer. | |
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| − | + | {{qf|Homer}} All right, starting tomorrow no beer for a month. | |
| − | + | :''[Marge turns off the light and Homer opens a can, audibly]'' | |
| − | + | {{qf|Marge}} What was that noise? | |
| − | + | {{qf|Homer}} I was saying, "Psssst, I love you." | |
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| − | + | {{qf|Homer}} I would kill everyone in this room for a drop of sweet beer. | |
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| − | + | {{qf|[[Julie]]}} Your license is hereby revoked and you are to attend traffic school and two months of Alch-Anon meetings. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Homer}} Your Honor, I'd like that last remark stricken from the record. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Julie}} No. | |
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| − | + | {{qf|Lisa}} What have you done with my report? | |
| − | + | {{qf|Bart}} I've hidden it. To find it you'll need to decipher a series of clues, each more fiendish than– | |
| − | + | {{qf|Lisa}} Got it. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Bart}} D'oh! | |
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| − | + | {{qf|[[Moe]]}} You'll be back! And so will you! And you! ''And'' you. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Barney}} Of course I'll be back. If you didn't close I'd never leave. | |
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| − | + | {{qf|Lisa}} ''[echoic from Bart's dream]'' First prize! First prize! First prize! | |
| − | + | {{qf|Bart}} Why are you saying that? | |
| − | + | {{qf|Lisa}} Just screwing with your mind. ''[laughs and runs off]'' | |
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| − | + | {{qf|Lisa}} ''[laughs wickedly]'' | |
| − | + | {{qf|Marge}} What's so funny? | |
| − | + | {{qf|Lisa}} Oh, uh... I was just thinking of a joke I saw on ''Herman's Head''. ''[laughs nervously]'' | |
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| − | + | {{qf|Homer}} Barney, give me your keys. You're too drunk to drive. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Barney}} I'm fine. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Homer}} Okay, you leave me no option! ''[punches Barney]'' | |
| − | + | {{qf|Barney}} Ow! What was that for? | |
| − | + | {{qf|Homer}} I'm trying to knock you out! ''[tries harder with a tire iron]'' | |
| − | + | {{qf|Barney}} Ow! Cut it out. ''[Homer tries slamming Barney's head in the car door]'' Ow! ''[slam]'' Ow! ''[slam]'' Ow! ''[slam]'' Ow! ''[slam]'' Ow! All right, here, take the keys. ''[hands Homer the keys]'' | |
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| − | + | {{qf|Lisa}} I want the most intelligent hamster you've got. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Pet Shop Clerk}} OK. ''[reaches into a box of hamsters under the counter and randomly selects one]'' Uh, this little guy writes mysteries under the name of J. D. McGregor. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Lisa}} How can a hamster write mysteries? | |
| − | + | {{qf|Pet Shop Clerk}} Well, he gets the ending first, then he writes backward. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Lisa}} Aw, c'mon. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Pet Shop Clerk}} Look, kid, just take him before his mother eats him, all right? | |
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| − | + | {{qf|Lisa}} ''[writing]'' I propose to determine the answer to the question: "Is my brother dumber than a hamster?" | |
| − | + | {{qf|Bart}} Hey Lis, look what I can do! ''[inserts his fist into mouth, but discovers he can't retract it]'' Mmmph... doggone it. | |
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| − | + | {{qf|Homer}} I'm here for the Alch-Anon meeting. | |
| − | + | {{qf|[[Rev. Lovejoy]]}} Mm-hm. Third door on your left. ''[Jasper walks up]'' Coping with senility? | |
| − | + | {{qf|[[Jasper]]}} ''[gruff]'' No! I'm here for microwave cookery. No, wait. Coping with senility. | |
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| − | + | {{qf|Rev. Lovejoy}} Homer, with our help, you'll never touch a beer again. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Homer}} AAAGH! ''[jumps out the window]'' | |
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| − | + | {{qf|Homer}} ''[singing]'' When I was 17, I drank some very good beer. I drank some very good beer, I purchased with a fake ID. My name was Brian McGee. I stayed up listening to [[Queen]]. When I was 17. | |
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| − | My name was Brian McGee. | ||
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| − | I stayed up listening to Queen | ||
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| − | + | {{qf|[[Milhouse]]}} Behold gravity in all its glory. ''[pushes a Slinky down an inclined 2-by-4. It goes one step, then it stops]'' | |
| − | + | {{qf|[[Edna]]}} Pretty lame, Milhouse. | |
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| − | + | {{qf|Marge}} I don't know if I like you experimenting on your brother. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Lisa}} Please, mother, it's purely in the interest of science. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Lisa's Brain}} That'll learn 'im to bust my tomater. | |
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| − | + | {{qf|Rev. Lovejoy}} So Homer, please feel free to tell us anything. There's no judgment here. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Homer}} The other day I was so desperate for a beer I snuck into a football stadium and ate the dirt under the bleachers. | |
| − | + | {{qf|Rev. Lovejoy}} I cast thee out! | |
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| − | + | {{qf|Moe}} C'mon, Homer, do it for your old pal Moesy. | |
| + | {{qf|Barney}} But Moe, yesterday you called Homer a worthless sack of– | ||
| + | {{qf|Moe}} Pipe down, rub-a-dub! | ||
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- Marge: Homer, I want you to encourage Lisa with her science fair project.
- Homer: Yes, syrup is better than jelly.
- Homer: [yawns] Well, time to go to work.
- Homer's brain: Little do they know, I'm ducking out early to take the Duff Brewery tour.
- Homer: Roll in at nine, punch out at five, that's the plan.
- Homer's brain: Heh-heh-heh. They don't suspect a thing. [camera pans down to Homer's mouth, and back up] Well, off to the plant.
- Homer: Then to the Duff Brewery.
- Homer's brain: Uh-oh. Did I say that or just think it?
- Homer: [panicky] I gotta think of a lie fast!
- Marge: Homer, are you going to the Duff Brewery?
- Homer: GAAAAAAGH! [runs off]
- Tour Guide: What does the future hold for Duff? [chuckles] Let's just say we've got a few ideas up our sleeve.
- Homer: Like what?
- Tour Guide: Um... I'd rather not get into it right now.
- Homer: Why not?
- Tour Guide: All right. We don't have any ideas for the future. We got nothing. Happy?
- Homer: No.
- Tour guide: Now, this is the most important man on the tour. He's in charge of quality control.
- Phil: Fine. Fine. Mouse. Fine. Mouse. Rat. Fine. Syringe. Fine. Nose. Fine.
- Barney: Lemme just say, you're goin' a great job, Phil.
- Phil: [distracted] Hey thanks a lot, that makes it all worthwhile.
- Homer: Mmm... Gummi Beer. [eats gummi. Walks forward at Barney drinking Duff Dark] Hey, Barney, I think you've had enough.
- Barney: Are you crazy?! We still haven't tried Raspberry Duff, Lady Duff, Tartar Control Du– Ooowwhh... [collaspes]
- Chief Wiggum: Mrs. Simpson, I have some bad news; your husband was found DOA.
- Marge: Oh my God! He's dead?!
- Chief Wiggum: Oh, wait, I mean DWI. I always get those two mixed up.
- Mrs. Phillips: My name's Mrs. Phillips. You said my husband's DWI?
- Chief Wiggum: Um... why don't you talk to that officer over there? I'm going out to lunch.
- Principal Skinner: Well, Edna, for a school with no Asian kids, I think we put on a pretty darn good science fair.
- Lisa: I've grown a futuristic tomato by fertilizing it with anabolic steroids.
- Bart: The kind that help our Olympic athletes reach new peaks of excellence?
- Lisa: The very same.
- Lionel Hutz: Don't worry, Homer. I have a fool proof strategy to get you out of here: surprise witnesses, each more surprising than the last. I tell you, the judge won't know what hit him!
- Homer: [singing] W, X, Y, and Z. Now I know my ABCs. Won't you come and play with me?
- Eddie: Flawless.
- Lou: We also would have accepted, "tell me what you think of me."
- Homer: "To overcome the spider's curse, simply quote a Bible verse." Uh... Thou shalt not... Dawoh..! [Homer throws a rock at the spider's head]
- Homer: Marge, I'm goin' to Moe's. Send the kids to the neighbors, I'm comin' back loaded!
- Marge: Homie, I'd like you to do something for me.
- Homer: You name it.
- Marge: I want you to give up beer for a month.
- Homer: You got it. No deer for a month.
- Marge: Did you say beer, or deer?
- Homer: [long pause] Deer.
- Homer: All right, starting tomorrow no beer for a month.
- [Marge turns off the light and Homer opens a can, audibly]
- Marge: What was that noise?
- Homer: I was saying, "Psssst, I love you."
- Homer: I would kill everyone in this room for a drop of sweet beer.
- Julie: Your license is hereby revoked and you are to attend traffic school and two months of Alch-Anon meetings.
- Homer: Your Honor, I'd like that last remark stricken from the record.
- Julie: No.
- Lisa: What have you done with my report?
- Bart: I've hidden it. To find it you'll need to decipher a series of clues, each more fiendish than–
- Lisa: Got it.
- Bart: D'oh!
- Moe: You'll be back! And so will you! And you! And you.
- Barney: Of course I'll be back. If you didn't close I'd never leave.
- Lisa: [echoic from Bart's dream] First prize! First prize! First prize!
- Bart: Why are you saying that?
- Lisa: Just screwing with your mind. [laughs and runs off]
- Lisa: [laughs wickedly]
- Marge: What's so funny?
- Lisa: Oh, uh... I was just thinking of a joke I saw on Herman's Head. [laughs nervously]
- Homer: Barney, give me your keys. You're too drunk to drive.
- Barney: I'm fine.
- Homer: Okay, you leave me no option! [punches Barney]
- Barney: Ow! What was that for?
- Homer: I'm trying to knock you out! [tries harder with a tire iron]
- Barney: Ow! Cut it out. [Homer tries slamming Barney's head in the car door] Ow! [slam] Ow! [slam] Ow! [slam] Ow! [slam] Ow! All right, here, take the keys. [hands Homer the keys]
- Lisa: I want the most intelligent hamster you've got.
- Pet Shop Clerk: OK. [reaches into a box of hamsters under the counter and randomly selects one] Uh, this little guy writes mysteries under the name of J. D. McGregor.
- Lisa: How can a hamster write mysteries?
- Pet Shop Clerk: Well, he gets the ending first, then he writes backward.
- Lisa: Aw, c'mon.
- Pet Shop Clerk: Look, kid, just take him before his mother eats him, all right?
- Lisa: [writing] I propose to determine the answer to the question: "Is my brother dumber than a hamster?"
- Bart: Hey Lis, look what I can do! [inserts his fist into mouth, but discovers he can't retract it] Mmmph... doggone it.
- Homer: I'm here for the Alch-Anon meeting.
- Rev. Lovejoy: Mm-hm. Third door on your left. [Jasper walks up] Coping with senility?
- Jasper: [gruff] No! I'm here for microwave cookery. No, wait. Coping with senility.
- Rev. Lovejoy: Homer, with our help, you'll never touch a beer again.
- Homer: AAAGH! [jumps out the window]
- Homer: [singing] When I was 17, I drank some very good beer. I drank some very good beer, I purchased with a fake ID. My name was Brian McGee. I stayed up listening to Queen. When I was 17.
- Milhouse: Behold gravity in all its glory. [pushes a Slinky down an inclined 2-by-4. It goes one step, then it stops]
- Edna: Pretty lame, Milhouse.
- Marge: I don't know if I like you experimenting on your brother.
- Lisa: Please, mother, it's purely in the interest of science.
- Lisa's Brain: That'll learn 'im to bust my tomater.
- Rev. Lovejoy: So Homer, please feel free to tell us anything. There's no judgment here.
- Homer: The other day I was so desperate for a beer I snuck into a football stadium and ate the dirt under the bleachers.
- Rev. Lovejoy: I cast thee out!
- Moe: C'mon, Homer, do it for your old pal Moesy.
- Barney: But Moe, yesterday you called Homer a worthless sack of–
- Moe: Pipe down, rub-a-dub!
