Smoke On The Daughter

Bart:Wait in line for a book?! You tell 'em Bart says hey.

Bart:I'm not a nerd. I'm a jock who's too cool for sports.

Comic Book Guy:I read a rumor Spider-man's in it.

Lisa:I based my costume on the books, not the movies.

Moe:Move or die!

Moe:It's for my kid! Eureka!

Moe:Do the character voices!

Homer:Maluicious Krubb is actually Kraluicious Mubb.

Homer:Magic, magic, magic, all is won.

Homer:But kids, I want you in bed by 3:00 a.m. Hey, somebody's got to be the bad guy.

Homer:Well, maybe he reached out done and killed someone.

Homer:Stop saying things, Bart. That's the TV's job.

Chazz Busby:'Cause only I can teach it and I ain't taught you, so you don't

Marge:Move over, Europe!

Chazz Busby:Wednesday, you see I'm a heartless bastard. Thursday you realize you love me, damn it. Friday, we're closed.

Marge:It's upstairs in my Disappointment Closet.

Marge:doctor, safecracker, stethoscope sales lady

Marge:My bosoms came in and ruined my balance.

Marge:They came in one at a time.

Marge:I'm pretty sure you'll have your dad's boobs.

Homer:You mean she danced well, into her 70s? Or she danced, well into her 70s?

Homer:Go-go or boring?

Chazz Busby:Closed in a week. Too smart for the corndog crowd, too dumb for the bagel bunch.

Homer · Bart:You have a drinking problem? I said secret.

Bart:Gay out?

Homer:The queen of all the jerkys!

Homer:Some of that is cow blood.

Marge:It won't go down.

Chazz Busby:How can they teach if they can't do? Get out!

Lisa:This is how I always stand when I tell adults what they should be doing.

Chazz Busby:married your plastic surgeon, retired, and then un-retired in a special little show called Woman of the Year

Ballerina:We balerinas are under constant pressure to stay focused, skinny, graceful and skinny.

Ballerina:But for every ballerina in the world, it's cigarettes.

Lisa:Zack's life wasn't so sweet then.

Ballerina:If God didn't want ballerinas to smoke, how come I can do this?

Chazz Busby:Maybe it's all the secondhand 'focus' and 'pep' you are inhaling.

Ballerina · Chazz:I thought they were cancer sticks. I dan't dear dou!

Homer:Step into our Jerkatorium.

Apu:You have made a very powerless enemy.

Apu:You can skip the 'K' and the 'Y.'

Ned Flanders:As the oak said to the beagle, you're barkin' up the wrong tree.

Ned Flanders:I spent the whole morning blacking out the 'goshes' and 'darns' in these Hardy Boys books.

Ned Flanders:Ah! 'heck, darn.' I don't think so.

Ned Flanders:I don't think so.

Cigarette Vision:You mean losers like... Simone de Beauvoir, Margaret Mead, Queen Elizabeth I, Lauren Bacall...

Lillian Hellman:Bring out the Hellman's, and bring out the best.

Homer:I brought the best weapon to operate while drugged: a crossbow.

Homer:Lisa the dancing Marge girl.

Homer:That wasn't a defeat, it was a phased withdrawal.

Homer:When you cut 'em, they multiply. I can't fight that!

Homer:Look, there's a Homer and a Bart and a Marge and a Lisa.

Homer:and, one day, you'll grow up to be people.

Chazz Busby:When the big cigarette hits 9.

Chazz Busby:Hit the river, ladies. Go ahead, have a wallow.

Homer:A 'sturgeon' is a fish. And a very wise fish he is!

Homer:Oh, fatherhood hurts my brain.

Bart:I'm gonna stick to you like waffle syrup on a shag rug.

Bart:I'm gonna be on you like fish stink on a Gloucester dog.

Chazz Busby:Hey, I'm still paying for that nose!

Ballerina:If you don't breathe it, that smoke might go into a baby.

Homer:Wrong number.

Lisa:Not keys, cigarettes!

Bart:Yeah, that's what I mean.

Pregnant Woman:Can't. I'm pregnant.

Ballerina:That's your finger!

Ballerina:I'll spit on your grave, grandma!

Chazz Busby:Crap Like This. Ran for five years.

Marge:It stunts your growth. And it's marketed to children. I'm talking about ballet.

Chazz Busby:You'll never take down big ballet! Never!

Bart:Does that mean I can stop training to be a Mexican wrestler?

Homer:No! Now practice preening to the crowd, El Guapo.

Homer:You feed on their hatred and you are so hungry!