Difference between revisions of "Lady Bouvier's Lover/Quotes"
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:'''Bart''': Is this cel worth anything? | :'''Bart''': Is this cel worth anything? | ||
| − | :'''[[Comic Book Guy]]''': ''[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! | + | :'''[[Comic Book Guy]]''': ''[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! |
:'''Bart''': Can't you give me anything for it? | :'''Bart''': Can't you give me anything for it? | ||
| − | :'''Comic Book Guy''': I can give you this telephone – it is shaped like Mary Worth. | + | :'''Comic Book Guy''': I can give you this telephone – it is shaped like {{ch|Mary Worth}}. |
:'''Bart''': Ohh ... | :'''Bart''': Ohh ... | ||
:'''Comic Book Guy''': No groaning in my store. | :'''Comic Book Guy''': No groaning in my store. | ||
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- Patty: Hello, everyone except Homer.
- Jacqueline: [touching Maggie's nose] Happy birthday, granddaughter.
- Patty: Marge, I think that's your father-in-law across the street.
- Grampa: Happy birthdaaay!
- Homer: 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!!
- Bart: Is this cel worth anything?
- Comic Book Guy: [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!
- Bart: Can't you give me anything for it?
- Comic Book Guy: I can give you this telephone – it is shaped like Mary Worth.
- Bart: Ohh ...
- Comic Book Guy: No groaning in my store.
- [after exiting the community center ...]
- Jacqueline: I swear, Monty, you are the devil himself.
- Mr. Burns: 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.
- Homer/Marge: AAAAAAGH!!!
- Mr. Burns: 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]
- Mr. Burns: 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.
- Homer: [yanks box] Yabba dabba do!
