Fallen Flanders/Quotes

Quotes

Rev. Lovejoy: Now now, Maude. Three weeks isn't that long for Ned to be missing, remember, the lord works in his own time!

Chief Wiggum: He's right. And experienced junior camper leader could live for weeks in these woods. There's a whole there and most of them aren't all that poisonous!

Ned Flanders: Hi-diddly-ho fellow worshippers! Why all the tears and sniffles?

Marge: He's alive!

Rod Flanders: Daddy!

Maude Flanders: Ned!!!!

Bart: Don't be so sure, mom! He could be a flesh-eating zombie!

Homer: D'oh! I knew it was too good to be true! Does this mean I don't get to keep his motor home?

Marge: Homer, his family still owns that!

Ned: Gee willikers, mi familia! If I knew id'd get this kind of welcome, I'd have gotten lost in the woods before!

Todd Flanders: Oh, daddy! We missed you so much!

Sound: Brriing!

Bank cashier: Stop him! Help We've been robbed!

Ned: Okilly-dokilly, everybody! This is a stick-up start singing Lil' Rabbit Foo Foo, and no one will get hurt! And I want the long version!

Bart: [SIGH]... I can't believe my model of male machismo is eating a vegetarian Krusty midway meal!

Rainer Wolfcastle: It's da only way to get da free toy!

Lisa: Well Bart, what do you see?!

Bart: Rainer ha a bald spot!

Rainer Wolfcastle: I shaved it for a role they offered Connery!

Bart: [GASP] Uh-oh! I think we're in trouble!

Lisa: What is it, Bart?!

Rainer Wolfcastle: Do you see Maria?

Bart: My face is carved into the grass!! And not in a flattering way! But what does all this have to do with me?!

[from behind a tree, the informant who led Bart, Lisa and Wolfcastle to the woods watches on as the real Ned Flanders enters his house]

Ned: I'm home at last Flan-clan! How 'bout some crustless tuna sandwiches and a vigorous game of Chutes and Ladders?!

[the next panel reveals him to be the Ned Flanders clone]

Ned clone: [thinking] I envy you, Ned. Ever since I robbed that bank, I've felt my evil programming waning. I guess the goodness I inherited from you was too much, even for that nasty wasty old Rigellian technology.

The Flanders clone turns and walks into the moonlight, next to him is a sign which reads: New York 736 miles

Ned clone: [thinking] Ah well, I guess there's not enough room in Springfield for two Ned Flanders. I might as well skeedaddle off to another town, someplace where a friendly neighborhood clone like me can stay out of trouble. Mmm, I wonder....

"The End?"