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Dad, wait. You're not risking your life just to impress me, are you? | Well, yeah... |
Shouldn't you save a couple bottles for when you're a little higher? | Bart, this climb is the most difficult ordeal I have ever faced. |
Frankly we don't care. | So nobody believes I can do this, huh? Well, my son does. And I'm not gonna let him down. I'm going to climb this entire mountain on my own. |
Then technically, shouldn't you go back down the mountain and start all over? | Shut up. You are so fired. |
Are you crazy? You'll never make it. | The hell I won't. You're forgetting I've got my Power Sauce bars. |
Homer, listen to me! Turn back now! | Forget it. I'll be at the top by noon. Over and out. |
Ext. mountain - continuous) | This may not be the top, but it's as close as a Simpson's ever gonna get. |
Ext. mountain - continuous) | This is for you, son. |
Ext. mountain - continuous) | Hey. Wait a minute. I'm on the top. I actually did it. I climbed the unclimbable mountain! Bow down before me, everyone! For I am your KING! |
Oh no, he fell! I can't look! | Hi. |
Oh, Homie! You're alive! | Oh, Marge, I never thought you'd see me again. |
Didja make it to the top, Dad? Huh? Didja? | Why don't you tell me, son? See any interesting flags up there? |
All I see is a pole. Maybe the flag fell off. | Aw, dammit! |
Forget about it, Homer. You made it to the top. You're the coolest Dad ever. | Thanks, Bart. That makes it all worthwhile. |
'Mornin' boys. Can't stop to chat. Time is money. | 'Mornin', Barney. |
Hey Dad, wake up. | Huh? Whuh? Hyuwhuh? I'm awake! I'm awake! I'm a productive member of the team! You can't fire me, I quit! Please, I have a family! Well, let's see what we got in the ol' drawer. |
Hey Dad, wake up. | Eh. Eh. |
Hey Dad, wake up. | Aha. There's some glue. |
Hey Dad, wake up. | Hope this stuff holds. |
Dad? | Who is this? |
It's Lisa. I just called to tell you how much I love you and can I take the bus to the museum? | Museum? I don't like the sound of that. What did your mother say? |
Ahm... I wasn't a hundred per cent clear on that. She said something, but she was kind of in a rush to get Bart to the emergency room. | Hmm. So you want to take the bus, huh? I don't know. That's a pretty big decision... |
Well... if it would put your mind at ease, I could take a limousine. Although that would cost two hundred dollars... | Two hundred dollars?! Isn't there any other way? |
Hmm. I guess I could take the bus, if you think that's a better idea. | Frankly, I do. I know you had your heart set on a limo, but sometimes daddies have to say no, honey. I'm afraid you're gonna have to take the bus. |
Oh, all right. | Atta girl. I love you, sweet -- |
Alone? | MMMaybe... but you don't know Lisa. I mean she's so smart, they hooked her up to a big computer to try to teach it some things, but she had so much knowledge it overloaded and then it got really hot and caught on fire. |
That never, uhh, happened, did it, Homer? | Uh, yesss... but now I have to leave on a totally unrelated matter. |
That never, uhh, happened, did it, Homer? | Lisa! |
But-- | Keep it moving, Marge. This isn't a parking lot. |
Shouldn't you be at work right now? | Uh, yes sir, Mr. Burns, sir. |
Well then, get back to wherever it is you work, whoever you are. | Excuse me, ma'am, have you seen this girl? |
Excuse me, ma'am? Uh, hello? Somebody? Anybody? | Lisa? Lisa? Lisa! |
Dad! | Stay there! I'll come down and save you! |
Dad! | Lisa! Save me! |
Look out! | Oh, no! I'm gonna go off the end of the -- |
Look out! | I'm not normally a praying man, but if you're up there, please save me, Superman. |
Dad, grab onto it! | Oh, Lisa, thank God you're okay! |
Dad, grab onto it! | Ow! Ow! Ow! Oww! |
Are you sure you don't want to go to a doctor? I mean, a drawbridge did close on your head. | Nah, I'll just walk it off. |
I should have known I wasn't old enough to take the bus alone, but I really wanted to see that exhibit. I'll never take another stupid risk like that again! | Don't ever say that. |
What? | If I hadn'ta taken a stupid risk with that cherry picker, I never would have found you. |
I guess... | Stupid risks are what make life worth living. Now your mother, she's the steady type, and that's fine in small doses. But me, I'm a risk taker. And that's why I have so many adventures. |
Dad! You're headed for the river again! | Feel your heart pumping a mile a minute? That's what my heart's doing all the time. Bet your left arm's tingling too, huh? |
Dad, are you all right? | I'm enjoying my life too much to care. And you should be too. So what would you like to do right now, more than anything in the world?! |
See the Isis exhibit. But the museum's closed. | Closed, eh? So getting in would be a pretty big risk. What do you say, honey? Feeling stupid? I know I am. |
Dad, I'm kind of scared. | Good. You're gonna need that adrenaline to make the final jump. |
Okay... Here goes. | Could you open the window? The cops have Daddy's prints on file. |
Have you ever seen such exquisite Ushabtis? | Uh... not this exquisite. |
Archaeologists have been studying it for decades, and still have no clue what it means. | Well, Daddy will figure it out. |
Oh! We can't touch it, Dad. It's behind a velvet rope! A velvet rope. | Lisa, you can't go this far and then not go further. |
It's a music box! Dad, we uncovered the secret! | Oh, so now it's we, eh. |
Thanks for making me take such a stupid risk, Dad. | Anytime, honey. Just remember, never be afraid to live life on the edge. Now let's get home before your mother kills us. |
It's kind of humbling, isn't it? The music we just heard might never be heard again. | Yeah... but it'll always live on, because we'll never forget it. |
Dad, that's the Old Spice song. | It is? Well... that's a good song too. Do do do do-do do do... |
Do do do do-do / Do do do do-do / Do do do do do do do do. | Run! |
And look as handsome as the day we were married. | Oh, Happy Anniversary, Marge. |
And look as handsome as the day we were married. | Hey, look what was in here. A program from that guy's funeral. |
You mean Frank Grimes? | Yeah, him. Whatever happened to that guy? |
Yayyy! | But Marge, the Gilded Truffle is an intimate, elegant place. |
Ohhh, look, Homie. Our wedding cake. | You mean there's been cake in our freezer for eleven years? Why was I not informed? |
Look at this little plastic couple. Mmm, so full of hopes, potential, dreams for the future... | Hey Marge, wouldn't it be weird if they had little parties at night? Wee little parties? |
I'm going to bed. | Gotcha! |
I'm going to bed. | Another super year with a super lady. Good night, honey. |
Good night, Homie. | You know, um, it is a special occasion... |
Yeah, we probably should... you know... rock the Casbah. | Yeah. Seems like the thing to do. |
Yeah, we probably should... you know... rock the Casbah. | So, you gonna... |
Oh. Oh, did you want me to...? | Oh. No. No, I'm the guy. I'm supposed to, uh... |
No, no, no, I have my part in this, too, um... | I know, but let me get you started first. |
Homie, you got your, your elbow in... | Oh, sorry. |
Mmm. | Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! Ow! |
Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Ooh! Sorry! Sorry! Sorry! Do you want me to? | No, no. Don't do that. |
Well, we used to... | I know, but I don't like it. |
Well, we used to... | Ahh! |
Ooh! Who's a good boy? | He's the best boy! |
Oh yes he is! Yes he is! | Hey, Marge, wasn't that great when the dog came in here? |
Oh, yeah. He's really special. | I love that dog. |
I love him, too. G'night. | G'night. |
I love him, too. G'night. | Hmm, that's queer. |
Homer, don't look. | What? |
Homer, don't look. | The food! |
Homer, don't look. | Why did this happen? Whyyyyyy? |
Someone left the freezer door open and the motor burned out. We can get a new one. | Okay. |
Someone left the freezer door open and the motor burned out. We can get a new one. | It was just the shock of seeing all that food on the floor. Plus I'd just fallen on my back, which hurt more than I let on. |
When we got married, is this how you thought we'd be spending our Saturdays? Driving out to the boondocks to trade in a refrigerator motor? | Eh, I never thought I'd live this long. |
Ooh. There's the turn! | I'll get us out of this, honey. It's just gonna take a whole lot of floorin'. |
Ooh. There's the turn! | Hmmm... |
Safe at last. | Shhh. We're trespassing. And some of these farmers have pitchforks. |
Huh. Well, maybe they're in the media room. | That was close! |
Ohhh. My hero. | At your service, milady. |
Ohhh. My hero. | Cara mia... |
Uh, Captain? Captain? I-I know we usually bury the treasure... but what if this time we use it to buy things? You know, uh, things we like. | No, no, honey. Maybe this will help. |
He put new electrical tape on the cushions. | Sorry, guys. Marge and I are spending the weekend at a bed and breakfast. |
Can I come? | Nah, it'd just be awkward... what with the sex and all. |
Oh, isn't it romantic? Doilies and cozies as far as the eye can see. | If there's anything more exquisite than Queen Anne's lace, I haven't found it. |
Big enough for two... | Are you ready to rock? 'Cause heeere we go! |
Should we get started? | Um, no time like the present. |
Hm, something's not right. Does this bed feel lumpy to you? | Well, yeah, kinda... |
Hm, something's not right. Does this bed feel lumpy to you? | Did that butter churn just move? 'Cause if it did... |
Oh, my heart's beating like crazy. | Mine too. Just like back in that hay loft. |
Y'know, the fear of getting caught is kind of a turn-on. | There's the dirty girl I married. Come on, I have a disgusting idea. |
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