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That's nice, dear! | Marge, you've been out there all morning. |
So? | So... lying on the couch and eating stuff isn't the same if you aren't around to see it. |
Nobody will ever cut me off again! | Aw, please come in. Maggie smells bad. And the cat wants something, but I don't know what. |
How could they take away my license? It feels like I lost a limb. | Well, that's a turn-off. |
No, your father drives like an old lady. | At least I've got a license. |
Bart, they're not here to entertain us. | I've seen plays that were more exciting than this. Honest to God. Plays. |
Bart, they're not here to entertain us. | I don't wanna pay four bucks to watch some monkey wannabe lay in the sun. |
But Dad, lemurs are nocturnal. | Don't worry, honey. Daddy will fix that broken animal. |
No! | I'm not gonna hurt him. I'm just gonna wake him up. |
I told 'em a chainlink fence wouldn't hold rhinos. Oh wait, no I didn't. I meant to tell 'em. | Don't worry, kids. I know just what to do. Jumanji! Does anything from the movies actually work? |
Throw your peanuts! | You throw your peanuts! |
C'mon, Homer! Jump! | Ohhh, when will Detroit build a sun roof for the husky gentleman? |
It's okay, Homie. You can come out now. | Ah, give me a minute... |
It's okay, Homie. You can come out now. | Oh, Marge, you saved me! |
Stone Philips again! | Is there anything that guy doesn't know? |
Do you think there's anything great on NBC right now? | Oh, I'm sure of it! |
But there's only one way to find out! | I'd like to read the following statement, but I do so under my own free will. It has come to my attention that NBC sucks. I apologize for misleading you and urge you to watch as many FOX shows as possible. So in summary, NBC bad, FOX good. CBS great. |
Okay, FDR is in the White House, an ice cream cone costs a nickel, and a hot new tune by Benny Goodman is hitting the charts. The year is 1939. | 19-- 1939?! Oh my God, I've gone back in time! |
Okay, FDR is in the White House, an ice cream cone costs a nickel, and a hot new tune by Benny Goodman is hitting the charts. The year is 1939. | I've got to warn everybody about Hitler! And get to the ice cream store! |
Let me guess. You travel back in time again? | Shut up! You haven't even been born yet. |
Easy, Homer. I'll bring you back. | Oh boy, am I glad to see you guys. |
Yeah, too bad we gotta work, huh, Homer? Homer? | Woo hoo! Let's party! |
C'mon, move your butt! You're blocking traffic! | That's no way to address Sir Drinks-A-Lot. |
Come on, let's get you inside and scrape the gum out of your hair. | Okay. |
Come on, let's get you inside and scrape the gum out of your hair. | Hey, Marge, what's your favorite radio station? |
Come on, let's get you inside and scrape the gum out of your hair. | Well, Marge? |
What? | What's your favorite radio station? |
Okay, Dad, we're ready. | Hey, that's super! See you later. |
Oh, quit complaining. It's half the work of the divorced dad. | Yeah, but it's twice as much as a deadbeat dad. |
Homer... | They know I'm kidding. |
Homer... | Okay, Bart, it's your turn to pick. Where are we headed? Bowling? Demolition derby? P.J. O'Harrigans? Isn't that a funny name? Huh? Huh? |
Hysterical, but I traded my turn to Lisa for her dessert. | We did a Lisa thing last month. And I'm glad we did, but now I think we should do something normal people would like. |
She didn't say it yet! | Go ahead, sweetie. |
The book fair? | Oh, no! Ho, ho. I'm not falling for that again. If it doesn't have Siamese twins in a jar, it's not a fair. |
Oh, this is perfect! | We're gonna go see Marmaduke? |
It encapsulates America and makes history come alive! | What? And Marmaduke doesn't? |
Sorry, Dad. My mind is made up. | This is all your fault for trading away your turn. Just for that, no dessert tonight! |
I can answer that. Uncle Sam needs to spend our tax dollars on the essentials: anti-tobacco programs, pro-tobacco programs, killing wild donkeys, and Israel. | Good ol' government. |
Look, they have Lincoln's hat! | Thank God for grave robbers. |
America's greatest citizen summed up in one piece of clothing. | Fonzie's jacket! |
Who's Fonzie? | Who's Fonzie?! Don't they teach you anything in school? He freed the squares. |
Get out of Archie Bunker's chair! Now! | Relax. I'm just boning up on the ol' Constitution. |
Look, he got chocolate on it! | I didn't mean to! Look! |
Really, that much? It's gonna cost ten thousand dollars to repair that document. | Wha?! |
Of course OmniTouch understands that real money doesn't grow on trees. Not these days. | Finally, a company that understands my needs. |
We sure do. It's called caring. | So we're even then? |
We prefer to think of them as "keep-in-touch towers." | It's called caring, Marge. |
Plus you've increased Springfield's roaming capabilities 64 percent. | Ya gotta admit, Marge, that's a lot more roaming. |
I guess... | Hey, this is pretty comfortable. That Andy Capp was onto something. |
Ugh, that antenna is an eyesore. | Just pretend it's a tree, honey. Or as we say at OmniTouch, a Progress Tree. |
My room! | Wha?! I heard a yell. Did you touch a wire? |
What happened to my room?! | Nothing. They just needed a place to put all the electronic gizmos, and I know how much you like that sciencey stuff so I... |
You gave away my room! | Come on, Lisa, try and see this from the OmniTouch Corporation's point of view. |
I can't believe you did this, Dad. Why didn't you put that thing in your room? | Hm. That thought never occurred to me. Funny how your mind works in a crisis. |
But where am I supposed to live?! | Lisa, what's your favorite movie? |
Until you taped over it, "The Little Mermaid." | That's right, "The Odd Couple." So meet your comically mismatched roommate, Bart Simpson. |
Homer, we're picking up cel phone calls over the baby monitor! | Ooh, anything spicy? |
Oh, that's not the point. We should report this to an OmniTouch Care-Rep. People's privacy is at stake. | Great. I'm gonna eat mayonnaise! |
Ohhh! Quit it! Quit it! Quit it! Quit it! | Well, well, if it isn't Frick and Frack, Jack and Jill, Fred and Ethel, the Three... |
Dad, will you please tell Bart to stop squeaking his chair. I'm trying to do my homework. | Bart, stop squeaking your chair! |
Dad, will you please tell Bart to stop squeaking his chair. I'm trying to do my homework. | If you've got to do something, click this pen. |
No-ho-ho... | Hey, that looks like fun. |
Race ya! | You're on! Lisa, you play winner. |
Race ya! | Oh, honey, you missed a great race. Bart was winning, but then he said "this is stupid" and he stopped, and I won! |
I am trying to do my homework. | Hey, you're mad at me. That wasn't your mayonnaise, was it? |
Dad, why did you have to take away my room? | Maybe you'd feel better if we watched some TV together. |
I just want to study. | No it's not. |
Da-ad! | Oooh, here's something you'd like. "When Animals Attack Magicians." |
That's awful! | Awful entertaining. |
My tummy really hurts. | Somebody wants mommy to change baby's diaper. |
Is that somebody you, Homer? | Yes it is. |
Okay, then you can take Lisa to Dr. Hibbert's. | Great. Maybe on the way back we can swing by the demolition derby and have a nice talk. |
Lisa I'm afraid your tummy ache may be caused by stress. | Well, that's a relief. |
Yes... Anyway, when it comes to stress, I believe laughter is the best medicine. You know before I learned to chuckle mindlessly, I was headed for an early grave myself. | Give it a try, honey. |
I'm really not the chuckling type. | It's true. I'm always making clever noises, and she never chuckles at 'em. |
They're not all crazy, Dad. | Sure they are, honey. |
You know, just because you say something is crazy, doesn't make it so. And just because you think museums are boring and demolition derbies are fun, doesn't make that true either! | I'm sorry, Lisa. Oh, it's not your fault. I know we love each other, Dad, but we're two very different people. And, much as I hate to say it, as time goes on, we'll probably just drift further and further apart. |
You know, just because you say something is crazy, doesn't make it so. And just because you think museums are boring and demolition derbies are fun, doesn't make that true either! | Oh Lisa, honey, I won't ever let that happen. |
Dad, you don't have to go to a New Age store just for me. I know you think this stuff is stupid. | Nah, you must be thinking of your mother. I'm always exploring alternatives and expanding my horizons into realms of... Can't we just go in? |
Dad, you don't have to go to a New Age store just for me. I know you think this stuff is stupid. | Oh good, I've been meaning to buy a "Dream Catcher?" Gimme a break. |
I just wish you could keep an open mind about other cultures. | Other cultures are fine. I'm just saying I can get along in life without a "tooth brush." |
Namaste. | And a ooga-booga to you too. |
May I tell you about our White Light Specials? | Absolutely not. My little girl's tummy hurts. Do you have anything to stop her complaining? |
Well, your tongue works. | Let's try some oil of Lorenzo. And, uh, what's keeping Joan Rivers alive? |
Fetal grindings. But I have a better idea. | Oh no. No freezing. |
No, Mr. Simpson, this is a sensory deprivation tank. It blocks out all the external distractions that bombard our souls. | Can you pee in it? |
I'll take two hours. | Me too. |
You're about to take a journey into the mind. You may see and experience things that are strange and frightening. But remember, they can't physically harm you, though they may destroy you mentally. | Oh, my. |
Hey... | "OOH EEE OOH AH AH / TING TANG WALLA WALLA BING BANG / OOH EEE OOH AH AH / WALLA BING BANG TING TING TOOO!" |
You should lift with your legs. | Oh yeah... art. |
Gee, I should cut Dad some slack. After all, he did take me to the ballet, and the Smithsonian exhibit... In fact, he takes me lots of places he hates. | "I told the witch doctor there's tightness in my chest. Bom-bom-bom-bom... I told the witch doctor he had to run a test..." |
Gee, I should cut Dad some slack. After all, he did take me to the ballet, and the Smithsonian exhibit... In fact, he takes me lots of places he hates. | Hi sweetie. |
Hi, Dad. How was it? | I went on a wild ride without ever leaving the building. How was yours? |
Pretty cool. But now, whaddaya say we go do something we'll both enjoy? | Like what? |
Pretty cool. But now, whaddaya say we go do something we'll both enjoy? | Whoa, look at that car burn! Does it get any better than this? |
Mmm. | So I said to that nurse, "You can take your free tetanus shot and shove it." |
Well, you told her, Dad. | You better believe I did. |
You still haven't told us why Lenny bit you. | Well, I really gave him no choice. Y'see... |
Not you. | Must eat beef... must defeat guy I just met... |
I think I read somewhere that cows like being killed. | Wait. There's a place like that in Springfield?! Then why are we eating this crap? |
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