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The Parent Rap/Quotes

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Season 13 Episode Quotes
270 "Treehouse of Horror XII"
271
"The Parent Rap"
"Homer the Moe" 272


Homer: Hey, knock it off! These pants cost $600.
Moe: Really?
Homer: Yeah, they're Italian.
Moe: [points a gun at Homer] All right, hand 'em over.
Homer: Moe, what the--
Moe: Yeah, I rob now.

Homer: Say, is that our house?
Bart: I don't think our house has a steeple.
Homer: Oh yeah. I forget things sometimes.

Judge Harm: Grand theft auto?!
Bart: It was an accident, ma'am!
Judge Harm: Don't spit on my cupcake and tell me it's frosting!
Homer: [angrily] What did she say about cupcakes?

Bart: You there! Put your hands up!
Ned: Me? Okay.
Bart: Now, drop your pants!
Ned: But my hands are up.
Bart: Hula out of them!
Ned: Alright, officer.

Judge Harm: Well, I thought Dad was the problem, but apparently Mom is no prize pig herself. It's a miracle poor Bartholomew isn't robbing banks and chasing sweet Lady H.
Bart: I'm a latchkey kid.
Lisa: You are not!

Bart: Come on, Dad. I got to go to the bathroom.
Homer: Oh, I just got comfortable! Use the bottle.
Marge: No! I don't want you going in a bottle. That's what hobos do!
Bart: Come on, Homer!
Homer: No!
Bart: Mom!
Marge: Aw geez, Homer, just take him to the bathroom!
Homer: Fine! I don't know why we even have a bottle! Somebody tell me!

Bart: The town keeps getting bigger. Will there always be enough electricity?
Homer: [laughs] Ah, son, you know that's none of your business.

Officer: Sir, you are not a size 4.
Homer: I used to be! [starts crying]

Judge Harm: You have got a boy here who is crying out for adult supervision!
Homer: I couldn't agree more. Perhaps some sort of court-appointed babysitter or au pair?
Judge Harm: Sorry, bub, that crow won't caw.
Homer: It won't?

Homer: I love our court days.
Marge: It's about the only thing we do as a family anymore.

Milhouse: If we're late for school, we'll miss our free federal breakfast.
Bart: Big deal! It's just saltines and fig paste.
Milhouse: Ewww! Saltines!

Judge Harm: [to Bart] According to this, your father was driving you to school. Then where was he when you stole the police car?
Homer: Uh, your honor? I was chasing the KBBL Party Penguin Price Patrol.
Judge Harm: You abandoned your son to win forty dollars!?
Homer: And a Blue Oyster Cult medallion [takes out the medallion] Cool.
Judge Harm: And that was more important than keeping your son out of trouble?
Homer: Your honor, if I may sing a little bit of, Don't Fear The Reaper, I think you'll agree that--
Judge Harm: I'm familiar with B.O.C.!

[Homer, tethered to Bart, enters Moe's.]
Moe: Hey, hey, no kids in the bar.
Homer: Since when?
Moe: Oh, the heat's been on since them Bush girls were in here.

[Lisa comments on Homer being tethered to Bart.]
Lisa: Creative sentencing is common these days. That's why Bill Clinton is our mailman.

Judge Harm: Not only that, you are horrible parents, you're also violent criminals. I'm going to have you two locked up 'til frogs do fractions.
Bart: Your Honor, may I say something?
Judge Harm: Well, it is highly unorthodox... so no!
Bart: Please, your Honor?
Judge Harm: Oh, I can't resist that look. You remind me of me when I was a little boy.
Bart: Your Honor, it's not easy being my parents. I'm always screwing up in school and getting in trouble with the law. But if I grow up to be a halfway decent person, I know it will be because of my Mom and Dad. Everyone else might give up on me, but my parents never will.
Lisa: [proudly] That's my brother.
Snake: Um, did she just say she used to be a dude?

Kirk Van Houten: Judge, please don't send my boy to juvie. He's just weak, both morally and in the upper body.

Judge Harm: I hereby order you to be tethered to your son.
Homer: Tethered?
Judge Harm: Tethered. Report to room 5.
Homer: Room 5?

[Marge has cut the tether and triggered the alarm and Judge Harm's image appears out of the tether.]
Judge Harm: That's right it's me, Judge Harm, through the magic of fiber optics.
Homer: Hey, hey, hey, h-how about that? Huh, huh?
Judge Harm: Quiet, tubsy. You violated my order.
Homer: But Constance, it only happened because--
Judge Harm: Hey, hey, if I want a cock and bull story, I'll read Hemingway.

[Watching Judge Harm on television.]
Marge: Of course she's never had children, look at how high and firm her breasts are!
Season 13 Quotes
Treehouse of Horror XII The Parent Rap Homer the Moe A Hunka Hunka Burns in Love The Blunder Years She of Little Faith Brawl in the Family Sweets and Sour Marge Jaws Wired Shut Half-Decent Proposal The Bart Wants What It Wants The Lastest Gun in the West The Old Man and the Key Tales from the Public Domain Blame It on Lisa Weekend at Burnsie's Gump Roast I Am Furious (Yellow) The Sweetest Apu Little Girl in the Big Ten The Frying Game Poppa's Got a Brand New Badge