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Really? Okay, eat your lunch. | But-- |
You said it's your lunch. Eat it. | Eat my lunch? |
Yes! Enjoy! | Okay, I will! |
They continued for some time in this vein, until... | You don't think I'm going to? |
I don't see any chewing! | Okay. |
Well the catch is, happy workers are productive workers. | There's always a catch. |
It was an accident! I didn't mean to kill our ants. | Patty and Selma are dead? Woo hoo! A double funeral! |
Dad, before you jump to conclusions... | Please tell me they suffered. |
Dad, before you jump to conclusions... | G-g-g-g-hags! |
To Mr. Smithers! / Hooray! | Uh listen... can I leave a little early tomorrow? My kid has a thing. |
Yes, the service on my car was excellent. Five out of five. Four out of five. Five out of five. Um, excuse me, can I go back and change that four out of five to five out of five? I'm wasting your time? | Smithers. What a marshmallow. |
Yes, the service on my car was excellent. Five out of five. Four out of five. Five out of five. Um, excuse me, can I go back and change that four out of five to five out of five? I'm wasting your time? | I don't have a thing with my kid tomorrow! |
You told me you did. | I do, but I'm not going to it. |
You know, I used to wonder why Mr. Burns hated humanity. Now I know. You open your heart and they mock your very decency! | Ooh! We mock your very decency. |
Man, Smithers is workin' us like dogs! | Well, at least we've got the best brand ceiling insulation. |
Man, Smithers is workin' us like dogs! | Well, at least we've got the best asbestos. |
Instead of releasing hounds, he releases wolverines! | I never thought I'd say this, but I wish Mr. Burns was back. |
Yeah. And they've replaced parking meters with this thing you stick your credit card into. | The war is over and the future won. The past never had a chance, man! |
Homer Simpson, for causing a panic in the bank, you are hereby sentenced to one hundred hours of community service. | Community service? But... that's work! What about jail? |
Community service! | No! I wanna go to jail! Free food! Teardrop tattoos! Library books that come to youuu! |
Community service! | I'll serve anything but the communityyy! |
Hey, whatcha packin', Simpson? | Just my lunch. |
Hey, whatcha packin', Simpson? | Chicken parm, meatball parm, eggplant parm... |
Hey, whatcha packin', Simpson? | Shish ka-parm, angel food parm, moo goo gai parm... my wife can parm anything. |
My wife only parms on my birthday. And that's only if I give her the sad puppy-dog look. | Awwww, want a bite? |
Throw a jean jacket on top of these babies and you can go anywhere. | From fast food to fine dining? |
Ever stop breathing when you're asleep? | Oh yeah. All the time. They say it's 'cause I'm overweight. |
Overweight? You? Oh now that's crazy. Now me, I have to get my underwear specially made by this village in the Ukraine. They call me "Daddy Round-Round." Send me a Christmas card every year. | That's some big underwear. |
Uh Simpson, hold on a sec. Um... You wanna uh... Uh, I don't know, get a beer sometime, uh... | Okay. Ever been to Moe's? |
Uh, Earth to Homer -- I arrested you there last month. | Oh yeah -- sorry I was such a jerk about it. |
Aw, now, who could blame you? Your sports team lost. Yeah. Well I'll see you at Moe's. | I'm there every day, five to eleven. |
Yeah, and you can feel good about eating here too, because all the cooks are ex-cons getting a second chance. | Aw dang! I lost track of time! I'm gonna be late for work. |
No you won't. Follow me. | Wow. So this is what it feels like to be a pregnant lady. |
Hey Homer, hand me my coffee. | Want some sugar? |
No, no, I got it. | Impressive. |
No, no, I got it. | Hey, would it be okay if I uh... "ran a make" on myself? |
G'ahead. | Drunk and disorderly? That's a little redundant. Hey, uh, mind if I do a little "spring cleaning?" |
Listen Homer, uh... would you like to see my uh, my favorite place in the whole world? | Really? Me? |
Homer, I'm gonna let you in on a little secret: cops don't have many friends. Civilians are scared of us, and uh, other cops just remind us of things we want to forget. That's why our friendship is so special to me. | Chief... me too. |
Uh, me neither. But, but you know who does? Ralphie. Got a lot of worries, that kid: What if the bed wets him? What if Superman decided to kill everybody? | Hey, Ralph's a good kid. And he should be, he's got a great Dad. |
You missed the wakeup. That's all that counts. | Clancy, I haven't seen my family in days. Would you mind if I went home now? |
Now? But I just woke up. | Well, if you really want me to stay... |
No, no. You do what you have to do. Live your life. Which I saved. | Fine! I'll stay a little more. |
Homer, where you been the last few weeks? | Playing nursemaid to Chief Wiggum. |
Well, well, well. So this is the "Saint Elmo's Fire" reunion that Andrew McCarthy himself was going to attend. | Okay, maybe I lied. But you've been so needy... "I'm hungry," "I'm itchy," "that's not my blood type..." |
"World's worst friend." | Hey man, you planted that! |
You mugs'll never take me alive, see. | Everything. |
Any idea where he might be? | I have an idea. But I must go alone. My car is filled with printer paper I stole from work. |
Well, at least we got to be friends again -- y'know, before we got whacked. | We're not gonna get whacked. Because you're Chief Clancy Wiggum, and you're gonna figure a way out of this. |
You have that much faith in me? | No, faith is what you have in things that don't exist. Your awesomeness is real. |
Well said, Lou. Oh Homer, you want to take out the police copter and hassle people with the spotlight? | I know just the guy. |
Hot cocoa? | No, ice cold. |
/ What's going on? | Look at this electric bill! I'm not made of money! I'm made of man-meat and a skeleton! |
/ What's going on? | It's time to unplug these vampire appliances that plunge their prongs into our creamy white outlets to quench their unholy thirst for electrons. Lamp, computer, Jacob's Ladder... |
/ What's going on? | How long has this been running? |
Dad, while I agree reducing consumption is great, it's hard to make permanent changes in your lifestyle. | Are you calling me fat? |
No... I am suggesting you consider cheaper, alternate sources of energy. | Hmm... Alternative Energy Expo. Where there's expos, there's free Frisbees! Let's roll. But we'd better make sure robbers don't know we're out. |
Solar power is a bright idea! | Yeah, so is getting a real job. |
Dad! I found what you're looking for! | A churro you can eat in the shower? |
Goddag, friendlys! Behold to you -- wind! The energy that powers Denmark. | Well, I'm not usually one to take the word of a Dane... plus, how can I afford it? |
Well, there are tax credits, government rebates... it will pay for itself in twelve to eighteen... | Months? |
Lifetimes. | Hmm, tie it to my car and you've got a deal. |
Lars, get the twine! You will not regret this! | I'm starting to regret it already. |
Dad, you are leading the way in clean energy. | Yup, I Al-Gored it pretty good. Where's my Grammy for audio book narration? |
It's making our meter run backwards! | Oh my goodness! It means we're traveling back in time! I can warn President Lincoln to dump his wife before she goes crazy! |
Dad, all it means is we're providing power to the electric company. | Oh, that's just great. I discover electricity and they want to take it from me! |
Dad, all it means is we're providing power to the electric company. | Hello, local utility? You greedy bastards have gouged Homer Simpson for the last time. |
We will cancel your account, sir. | The Simpsons are off the grid! And so far it's going great! |
We will cancel your account, sir. | Gentlemen, tonight's game is brought to us by something special. The kite's best friend, the flag's partner in patriotism, you've seen cherubs blow it from map corners -- the wind! |
"O'er the ramparts we" what?! | Don't worry, I'll go see what's wrong! |
"O'er the ramparts we" what?! | What the? Who turned off the wind? |
Dad, if we're really off the grid, then we won't get power when the air is still. | Oh. Well I'm not crawling back to big electricity! From now on, the Simpsons are living intermittently. |
My smoothie is a lumpy! | The wind may have stopped working, but my brain nev...er does. Check it out, gang. |
Homer, this meeting of your "fan club" is adjourned! | But we haven't read the minutes of last week's meeting! |
Homer, this meeting of your "fan club" is adjourned! | You used to be nicer! |
Kent's Weather Worriers are reporting gusts up to seventy-five... | Now we're cookin' with wind! |
Homie, maybe this is too much electricity. | Nothing is ever right for you. |
We're gonna go check out the wind damage! | Be careful! If you see a downed power line, do whatever it is people are supposed to do in that situation. |
Our wedding china's ruined. | We'll have to eat Thanksgiving dinner off regular plates like animals! |
Hey, Mom... Dad... there's a whale on the beach... You've gotta help me get her back in the ocean! | All right -- let me get my tool belt. |
Hey, Mom... Dad... there's a whale on the beach... You've gotta help me get her back in the ocean! | Man, who are these belts made for, French supermodels? |
Homie, can I talk to you for a second? | Sure. Lisa, bring the car around. |
But I don't know how to drive. | Haven't you learned anything from watching Bart drive? |
We can't let Lisa get her hopes up. | Marge, how hard can it be? We're just rolling it into the ocean from the beach. It's not like it's stuck in the bottom of a well or in a Mexican prison. |
We can't let Lisa get her hopes up. | Ooh, it's dinner time! |
We can't let Lisa get her hopes up. | But that would make a great movie. |
Lisa is very sensitive. If something she loves dies in front of her-- | That whale's not gonna die! We're busting him out of prison, no matter what you say, Escobar! God, this thing writes itself. |
Lisa is very sensitive. If something she loves dies in front of her-- | Coming! |
It's hard to believe anyone in that contest can be considered smart. | One, two, three, tug! |
Operation Desert Ocean is a go! Let's get this lady fish into the blue zone! | It was my idea to put the whale in the water. |
She doesn't like lying on the beach! She likes being in the ocean! | Oh Lisa, I'm sorry. I tried my best. I know it's really hard when you discover your dad isn't perfect. |
Not perfect?! You can say that again. | I'm trying to be a sensitive father, you unwanted moron! Lisa, where were we? |
Maybe I should just be alone a little bit. | Of course. |
Maybe I should just be alone a little bit. | It kills me to see her like that. And if there's one thing I can't stand it's being killed. |
Bluella? | Why couldn't I be eaten by a giraffe? That would be fun! |
Those baby whales are doomed, just like their mom. I guess it's just nature's way. | Nature is a toothless dying hag! We are gonna save those whale babies! |
Dad? Where did you get that boat? | I'm taking it on a test drive from the boat store! Get in! |
Drop the 'poon! | Oh come on! Leave me alone! I'm trying to save your precious whales! |
Did you know that over forty million sharks are slaughtered every year to make shark-fin soup? | You like sharks? |
Linda, please. | Typical eco-jerks -- using words to talk! |
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