Homer: Marriage is like a coffin and each kid is like another nail.
[On working at the DMV.]
Patty: Some days we don't let the line move at all.
Selma: Yeah, we call those WEEKdays.
Dad, thanks to TV,' I can't remember what happened 8 minutes ago. No, really, it's a serious problem. Ha, ha, ha! What're we laughing about?
bart: All he does is lie there like an unemployed whale.
Milhouse: Remember when he ate my fish and you said I didn't even have any fish, then why did I have the bowl bart? Why did I have the bowl!!??
Homer: Marge, old people don't need excitement. They need to be isolated and studied so it can be determined what nutrients they have that might be extracted for our personal use.
"I don't know! I don't know why I did it, I don't know why I enjoyed it, and I don't know why I'll do it again!
What a day, eh Milhouse? The sun is out, birds are singing, bees are trying to have sex with them-as is my understanding.
"Bart, stop pestering Satan!"
Grandpa: At my age, Death is waiting at every corner... aaah! Death!
Lisa: That's Maggie.
Grandpa: Oh, sorry, as I was saying... AAAH! Death!
Lisa: That's Snowball.
Grandpa: Oh, sorry, AAAH! Death!
Lisa: That's Maggie again.
Newspaper critic boss guy: This isn't a food report it just says screw Flanders about 50 times.
Homer: Its Okay Marge, I've learned my lesson A mountain of sugar is too much for one man. It's clear now why God portions it out in those tiny packets, and why he lives on a plantation in Hawaii
Homer: I'm not normally a religious man, but if you're up there, save me, Superman.
Homer: Oh my God someone's trying to kill me! Oh wait, its for Bart.
Coyote: Fear not, Homer. I am your spirit guide.
Homer: Hi ya.
Coyote: There is a lesson you must learn.
Homer: If it's about laying off the insanity peppers. I'm way ahead of ya.
Homer: I've figured out the boy's punishment. First, he's grounded. No leaving the house, not even for school. Second, no eggnog. In fact no nog, period. And third absolutely no stealing for three months.
Marge: Homie, are you really going to ignore Grandpa for the rest of your life.
Homer: Of course not Marge, just for the rest of his life.
Lionel Hutz: Mrs. Simpson, your sexual harassment suit is exactly what I need to help rebuild my shattered practice. Care to join me in a belt of scotch?
Marge: But it's only 9:30 in the morning.
Lionel Hutz: Yeah, but I haven't slept in days.
Lisa: As you know, we've been swimming. And we've developed a taste for it. We agree that getting our own pool is the way to go. Now before you respond, you should know that your refusal will result in months and months of...
Bart & Lisa: CanwehaveapoolDad? CanwehaveapoolDad? CanwehaveapoolDad? CanwehaveapoolDad? CanwehaveapoolDad?
Homer: I understand. Let us celebrate our agreement with the adding of chocolate to milk.
Bart: I'll take up smoking and give that up.
Homer: Good for you son, Giving up smoking is one of the hardest things you'll ever have to do. Have a dollar.
homer: Oh look at me!!! I'm making people happy! I'm the magical man from happy land, with a gumdrop house on lollipop lane! Oh by the way...I was being sarcastic.
marge: well...duhhh!!
Apu: You look familiar, sir, Are you on the television or something?
Homer: Sorry, buddy, You got me confused with Fred Flintstone.
Mulder:What's the point of this test, Scully?
Scully: No point, I just he could stand to lose a little weight.
Mulder: His jiggling...is...almost hypnotic.
Scully: Yes..it's like a lava lamp.
Bart: I just think our veterans deserve a little recognition
Lisa: That's what Veterans Day is for, Bart
Bart: But is that really enough to honor our brave soldiers?
Lisa: They also have memorial day!
Bart: Oh Lisa maybe you're right maybe you're wrong, the important thing is that veterans deserve a day to honor them!
Lisa: They have TWO!
Bart: Well maybe they should have three, I'm Bart Simpson.
Marge: Homer, is that my good butter?
Homer: Quiet Marge! I'm trying to work. And now to write another delicious memo. Mmmmmmmmm...memo.
Marge: Grandpa, why are there only 49 stars on that flag?
Grandpa: It'll be a cold day in hell before I recognize Missourah!
Lisa: Dad, what's a Muppet?
Homer: Well, it's not quite a mop, it's not quite a puppet, but man... (laughs hysterically) So to answer your question, I don't know.
Mr. Burns: Well Smithers, another Friday night is upon us, What will you be doing? Something gay no doubt?
Smithers: Wha...? I...
Mr. Burns: You know, mothers lock up your daughters, Smithers is on the town!
Smithers: Eh, eh, eh, exactly sir.
Mulder: All right, Homer. We want you to re-create your every move the night you saw this alien.
Homer: Well, the evening began at the gentleman's club, where we were discussing Wittgenstein over a game of backgammon.
Scully: Mr. Simpson, it's a felony to lie to the F.B.I.
Homer: We were sitting in Barney's car eating packets of mustard. You happy?
Homer: I like my beers cold and my homosexuals flaming.
Robot 1: Hey, these cards are mine.
[table falls]
Robot 2: Now look what you've done.
Robot 1: I'm sorry, I don't know what came over me.
Robot 3: Let's forget this whole thing happened.
Homer: What the heck is this, a tea party? Somebody kill somebody.
[Homer smashes a bottle on a robot's head. The robots begin to shoot Homer, who dives under a table] >br>
Marge: What is it with you and robots?
Billy Corgan: Billy Corgan, Smashing Pumpkins.
Homer: Homer Simpson, smiling politely.
Homer: To alcohol! The cause of, and solution to, all of life's problems.
Seymour: Lisa, Channel Six is launching a childrens news program, and they've asked me to select an outstanding student to be anchor child.
Lisa: (gasps) Oh my god! Today's top story, little girl on cloud nine as dream comes true
Seymour: Lisa, I've selected you to be that child anchor
Lisa: I know, I already jumped to that conclusion
Seymour: Alright, if you're so smart, tell me who I selected to be lunch room monitor?
Lisa: Me!
Skinner: Take your sash and go!
Lou: I went to the McDonalds over in Shelbyville the other day.
Chief Wiggum: The Mc-what?
Lou: Yeah, I never heard of it either but they say they have over 2000 locations in this state alone.
Eddie: Hmm... Must've sprung up over night.
Lou: But you know, its the little differences.
Chief Wiggum: Example?
Lou: Well at a McDonalds you can get a Krusty Burger with cheese. But they don't call it a Krusty Burger with cheese.
Chief Wiggum: Get out. What do they call it?
Lou: A quarter pounder with cheese.
Chief Wiggum: Quarter pounder with cheese... well I can see the cheese but? Hey, do they have Krusty's Partially Gelatinated Gum-Based beverages?
Lou: Yeah, they call them 'shakes.'
Eddie: *Pfft* 'Shakes.' You don't know what you're gettin'.
Lisa: They call her the cat lady, people say she's crazy just because she has a few-dozen cats. But can anyone who loves animals that much really be crazy? (lady gets out of house, sees Lisa, and starts throwing cats at her, and chasing her)
Lisa: The old Union Pacific doesn't come by here much anymore. (train comes past, displaying the words 'Union Pacific' on each of the 30 or so carriages, when the train fully gets past, the lady with the cats is there, still chasing here)
[The Simpsons are housesitting at Mr. Burns' mansion. They are eating dinner at Mr. Burns' oversized dinner table]
Marge: This all seems a little elaborate for Sloppy Joes. I know what the other 12 forks are for, but I don't know what to do with this one.
Homer: Why Marge my dear, I believe you are supposed to scratch your ass with it.
Marge: Homer.
[scratches rear with fork]
Marge: Ooh...
Lisa's Brain: They're only pretending to be your friends because of the pool.
Lisa: Shut up, brain. I don't need you any more, I'm popular now.
Homer: Got any of that beer that has candy floating in it? You know, Skittlebrau?
Apu: Such a beer does not exist, sir. I think you must have dreamed it.
Homer: Oh. Well, then just give me a six-pack and a couple of bags of Skittles.
Dealer: 19.
Homer: Hit me.
Dealer: 20.
Homer: Hit me.
Dealer: 21.
Homer: Hit me.
Dealer: 22.
Homer: D'oh.
Marge: I'm afraid we're going to need a bigger house.
Homer: No, we won't. I've got it all figured out. The baby can have Bart's crib and Bart'll sleep with us until he's 21.
Marge: Won't that warp him?
Homer: My cousin Frank did it.
Marge: You don't have a cousin Frank.
Homer: He became Francine back in '76. Then he joined that cult. I think her name is Mother Shabubu now.
Willy[thoughts]: Don't be hard on the wee boy. His father is going to ga-ga and chop 'em all into haggis.
Bart: What's haggis?
Willy: You read my mind boy. You've got the shinning.
Bart: You mean "shining"?
Willy: Shh. You want to get sued?
[George Washington appears in Lisa's dream, urging her to reveal the truth about the town's founder. Lisa wakes up yelling:]
Lisa: I want to help you, George Washington.
Bart: [walking by her room] "I want to help you... George Washington"? Man, even your dreams are square.
[After Homer runs over a deer]
Homer: D'oh.
Marge: A deer.
Lisa: A female deer.
[Burns learns about the stock market crash of 1929]
Mr. Burns: Oh no. Smithers, why didn't you tell me about this market crash?
Smithers: Well, sir, it happened 25 years before I was born.
Mr. Burns: Oh, that's your excuse for everything.
Lisa: Solitude never hurt anyone. Emily Dickinson lived alone, and she wrote some of the most beautiful poetry the world has ever known... then went crazy as a loon.
Lisa: I'm studying for the math fair. If I win, I'll get a brand new protractor.
Homer: Too bad we don't live on a farm.
Kang: Oh, you look lovely this evening. Have you decreased in mass?
[Bart's looking for his dog.]
Willy: Yeah, I bought your mutt -- and I 'ate 'im.
[Bart gasps.]
Willy: I 'ate 'is little face, I 'ate 'is guts, and I 'ate the way 'e's always barkin'. So I gave 'im to the church.
Bart: Ohhh, I see... you HATE him, so you gave him to the church.
Willy: Aye. I also 'ate the mess he left on me rug.
[Bart stares.]
Willy: Ya heard me.
Barney: I'm Barney Gumble, and I'm and alcoholic.
Lisa: Mr Gumble, this is a girl scout meeting.
Barney: Is it? Or is it that you girls can't admit that you have a problem.
I know you can read my thoughts, boy: Meow, Meow, Meow, Meow, Meow, Meow, Meow, Meow, Meow, Meow, Meow, Meow, Meow, Meow, Meow, Meow.
I'll handle this... the only danger in space is if we land on the terrible Planet of the Apes... wait a minute. Statue of Liberty... THAT WAS OUR PLANET! YOU MANIACS! YOU BLEW IT UP! DAMN YOU! DAMN YOU ALL TO HELL!
Oh no! What have I done? I smashed open my little boy's piggy bank, and for what? A few measly cents, not even enough to buy one beer. Wait a minute, lemme count and make sure...not even close.
Remember that postcard Grandpa sent us from Florida of that alligator biting that woman's bottom? That's right, we all thought it was hilarious. But it turns out we were wrong. That alligator was sexually harassing that woman.
If you really want something in this life, you have to work for it --Now quiet, they're about to announce the lottery numbers!
If they think I'm going to stop at that stop sign, they're sadly mistaken!
In America, first you get the sugar, then you get the power, then you get the women!
Kids, kids. As far as Daddy's concerned, you're both potential murderers.
Shut up, Brain, or I'll stab you with a Q-tip!
Lisa, if the Bible has taught us nothing else, and it hasn't, it's that girls should stick to girls sports, such as hot oil wrestling and foxy boxing and such and such.
Marge, would you please tell Bart that I would just like to drink a glass of syrup like I do every morning?
Lord help me, I'm just not that bright.
Lurlee your song touched me in so many ways... and which way to the can?
Marge, you being a cop makes you the man! Which makes me the woman --and I have no interest in that, besides occasionally wearing the underwear, which as we discussed, is strictly a comfort thing.
No jokes, no taunting--That kid's got bosoms! Somebody get me a wet towel! C'mere you butterball. ha ha ha ha!!
Now go on, boy, and pay attention. Because if you do, someday, you may achieve something that we Simpsons have dreamed about for generations: You may outsmart someone!
This donut has purple in the middle, purple is a fruit.
Weaseling out of things is important to learn. It's what separates us from the animals... except the weasel.