Bart Star/Quotes

Quotes

Season 9 Episode Quotes

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Dr. Hibbert: Your cholestral level is lethally high, Homer, but I'm more concerned about your gravy level.

Homer: Now, wait a second. You doctors have been telling us to drink eight glasses of gravy a day!

Dr. Hibbert: (chuckles) Well, you're a little confused.

Homer: Ho-ho, confused, would we?

(Marge gives a presentation in front of the First Aid booth)

Marge: Now, make no mistake; when I say "First aid", I'm not talking about some sort of charity rock concert.

(Marge laughs at her own joke, the audience stare blankly)

Marge: I'm talking about treating serious injuries.

(the crown laughs. Krusty gets out his notepad and jots something down)

Krusty: Serious injuries... oh, that's gold!

(Lisa pokes Bart's stomach as he sits on the couch eating)

Lisa: Hey, tubby! Want another Pop-Tart, tubby?

Bart: I'm comfortable with who I am.

Rod: We don't have to play football... do we, daddy?

Ned Flanders: Oh-ho-ho, you betcha! Team sports'll keep you away from temptations like rock music and girls.

Rod and Todd: Yay!

Luann Van Houten: You know, Milhouse, you are getting a little doughy.

Milhouse: Aw, can't I just have the surgery?

(Bart walks out of the dressing room in Sportacus wearing a football uniform)

Bart: Okay, Milhouse, let's try out the new cup.

(Milhouse kicks Bart in the groin. Bart laughs)

Bart: Again.

(Milhouse kicks Bart in the groin again and Bart yawns)

Bart: Ho-hum.

(Milhouse tries again and again, getting no reaction from Bart)

Marge: (off camera) Milhouse! Stop that!

(Coach Flanders assigns positions)

Flanders: Okay, Nelson's our quarterback.

Nelson: Thanks, four-eyes.

Flanders: Ralph, you'll be on special teams.

Ralph: I'm special.

Flanders: And, uh, Bart, you'll be a tackle.

Bart: Cool!

(He tackles Martin)

Martin: Careful, Bart! You'll break my calculator... by which I mean my head.