Difference between revisions of "Treehouse of Horror XIV/Quotes"
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| − | + | :''[Lisa asking about Frink, Sr. when she first sees him.]'' | |
| − | :'''[[Lisa]]''' | + | :'''[[Lisa]]:''' Did a shark do that? |
| − | :'''Frink, Jr''' | + | :'''Frink, Jr:''' Yes. He was testing out a new blood-based sun-tan lotion. |
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| − | + | :''[Hanging from a noose]'' | |
| − | :'''[[Moe]]''' | + | :'''[[Moe]]:''' If I knew this would take so long I'd put out a TV. |
| − | + | :''[Pizza boy comes in.]'' | |
| − | :'''Pizza boy''' | + | :'''Pizza boy:''' Pizza! |
| − | :'''Moe''' | + | :'''Moe:''' The money's on the counter… No tip. |
| − | :'''Pizza boy''' | + | :'''Pizza boy:''' Aw, you miserable bastard! |
| − | :'''Moe''' | + | :'''Moe:''' That's why I'm up here. ''[looks at his watch again.]'' |
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| − | :'''[[Homer]]''' | + | :'''[[Homer]]:''' Death! Death! We miss you so much! You were a busboy in the restaurant of life. Clearing away the oldies and the sickies and the junkies. And you made NASCAR racing exciting! |
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| − | :'''Lisa''' | + | :'''Lisa:''' Dad! You've become the new Grim Reaper! |
| − | :'''Homer''' | + | :'''Homer:''' No way, forget it. I might occasionally kill out of anger, or to illustrate a point. But I am not a Grim Reaper! ''[the robe sucks in his groin]'' Ow! Ow! I'll reap! I'll reap already! |
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| − | :'''Professor Frink, Sr.''' | + | :'''Professor Frink, Sr.:''' I'm getting me a real spleen and then I'm gonna vent it on you boy chick. |
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| − | + | :''[To Seymour, after Frink Sr. ripped out his spine.]'' | |
| − | :'''[[Agnes Skinner]]''' | + | :'''[[Agnes Skinner]]:''' Lost your spine, huh? You just keep finding new ways to disappoint me. |
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| − | :'''Bart''' | + | :'''Bart:''' Do you realize what this means? |
| − | :'''[[Milhouse]]''' | + | :'''[[Milhouse]]:''' Yeah, but you say it first. |
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| − | :'''Adult Bart''' | + | :'''Adult Bart:''' Wait! When people see all the stuff we did, they're gonna kill us! |
| − | :'''Adult Milhouse''' | + | :'''Adult Milhouse:''' Yeah… and I can't run too fast after 15 years of eating nothing but Gummi Worms. ''[swallows a bunch of Gummi Worms]'' I'm gonna quit tomorrow, I swear. |
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| − | :'''Lisa''' | + | :'''Lisa:''' Why can't I tinker with the fabric of existence? |
| − | :'''Homer''' | + | :'''Homer:''' Let the baby have her bottle. |
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- [Lisa asking about Frink, Sr. when she first sees him.]
- Lisa: Did a shark do that?
- Frink, Jr: Yes. He was testing out a new blood-based sun-tan lotion.
- [Hanging from a noose]
- Moe: If I knew this would take so long I'd put out a TV.
- [Pizza boy comes in.]
- Pizza boy: Pizza!
- Moe: The money's on the counter… No tip.
- Pizza boy: Aw, you miserable bastard!
- Moe: That's why I'm up here. [looks at his watch again.]
- Homer: Death! Death! We miss you so much! You were a busboy in the restaurant of life. Clearing away the oldies and the sickies and the junkies. And you made NASCAR racing exciting!
- Lisa: Dad! You've become the new Grim Reaper!
- Homer: No way, forget it. I might occasionally kill out of anger, or to illustrate a point. But I am not a Grim Reaper! [the robe sucks in his groin] Ow! Ow! I'll reap! I'll reap already!
- Professor Frink, Sr.: I'm getting me a real spleen and then I'm gonna vent it on you boy chick.
- [To Seymour, after Frink Sr. ripped out his spine.]
- Agnes Skinner: Lost your spine, huh? You just keep finding new ways to disappoint me.
- Bart: Do you realize what this means?
- Milhouse: Yeah, but you say it first.
- Adult Bart: Wait! When people see all the stuff we did, they're gonna kill us!
- Adult Milhouse: Yeah… and I can't run too fast after 15 years of eating nothing but Gummi Worms. [swallows a bunch of Gummi Worms] I'm gonna quit tomorrow, I swear.
- Lisa: Why can't I tinker with the fabric of existence?
- Homer: Let the baby have her bottle.
