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Bart and Lisa: Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?

Marge: Kids, this family trip involves a 12 hour drive, and we're still on Evergreen Terrace.

Homer: So the answer is no, no, no! No! No! No! No!! No!! No!! No!! What is Maggie trying to say? No!! And no!!!

Bart: I'm bored.

Lisa: Me, too. And Dad's repetitive behavior has already lost its charm.

Marge: Didn't you guys bring anything to read, like comic books?

Bart: Most comics are lame these days. Graphic novels are where it's at.

Marge: So why don't you read one of those?

Lisa: Most graphic novels are lame these days.

Bart: Is this book actually scary, or is it going to try to teach me something like books with scary titles usually do? Like The Silence of the Lambs or Psycho?

Milo: Excuse me, can you tell me which way to "Great Expectations"?

Whither Man: The Dickens you say? Wrong book, little dude. You've exceeded those expectations.

Milo: Can't you just tell me where--?

Whither Man: Where? Sorry, man. I can only tell you "whither." 'Cause I'm the "Whither Man." I used to be with the Whither Underground...

Milo: Okay, this place is weird. Though I guess Otto always acts like that after a concert.

Guide Dog: Maybe I can help. I'm Tack. I'm a guide dog. I come from a long line of pointers. I have a compass on my side, and if I lift my leg, you can take a look through my sextant.

Milo: No thanks. I think I know where we are...

Spelling Bee Man: Sí, you are two wise...

Milo: Then you agree.

Spelling Bee Man: No, I'm Spelling Bee Man, and I was spelling "curry." "C-U-R-R-Y."

Guide Dog: That's not how you spell "curry."

Hummingbug: Hmmmm.

Milo: What are you, some kind of humming bug?

Hummingbug: Close. I'm the bug some annoying people have stuck up their--

Officer Small Claims: Hold your tongue, bug! Words hurt, and you're under arrest for assaulty language.

King Zzzz: Listen, boy, this place used to be a lot less boring. You can restore it to its former glory. I'm sending you on a Search and Rescue mission to save two princesses...

Milo: Let me guess: Are they named Truth and Beauty? Wit and Wisdom? Cake and Candy?

King Zzzz: No, I told you, Search and Rescue! And one more thing... Take the dog and the bug with you.

Splunge: Jamie, have you finished harvesting my tobacco garden, or do I have to beat you?

Jamie: Almost, Aunt Splunge...

Striker: How can that be when I told you to spend all your nonbeating hours tending to my nicotine plants?!

Jamie: Well, Aunt Striker--

Striker: You no good, good-for-nothing! Is there anything you're good for besides taking a beating?

Jamie: I can go into town and buy you cigarettes.

Striker: Yeah, I guess you're good for that.

Splunge: Though not great...

Meg Murry: I hate my life. I wish a tornado would lift my house or I could fall down a rabbit hole or a boy who never grew up would fly into my window.

Charles Wallace Murry: How about a clairvoyant brother who brings home a mysterious old tramp to help find your father who's disappeared without a trace?

Meg: No thanks.

Calvin: A mysterious force told me to come to this spot today.

Charles Wallace: Yeah, it was me at school today. I told you this is where Mrs. Whom hangs out.

Mrs. Whom: There is a great dark thing taking over the universe.

Calvin: What is it?

Mrs. Where: The greattt darkkk thinnng.

Mrs. Whassup: Meg, only you can save your brother!

Mrs. Where: Onnnly yyyou cannn dessstroyyy thattt!

Auntie Beast: Only you can prevent forest fires!

Meg: But how?!

Mrs. Whassup: Just use the secret word!

Meg: Secret word? What is the secret word??

Mrs. Whassup: That's for us to know...

Mrs. Where: ...Anddd yyyou tooo fffind outtt...

Mrs. Whom: ...Bubeleh. It's Yiddish.

Lisa: I've never heard of ending a story on such a self-serving, shallow, sappy...

Bart: Pretty cool ending, eh, Lis?

Lisa: Meh.

Bart and Lisa: Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?