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### Human: But it's only been one night. ### Assistant: That's all it takes. If we learned one thing from "The Amazing Colossal Man," and "Grasshopperus," it's that radiation makes stuff grow real big, real fast.
### Human: Yeah, but didn't Grasshopperus kill Chad Everett? ### Assistant: Only 'cause he tried to reason with him.
### Human: Oh. ### Assistant: Brace yourselves, everybody. You're about to see the hugest, juiciest, possibly super-intelligent vegetables man has ever known. You might want to crane your necks upward now to save time.
### Human: Oh. ### Assistant: Ta-da!
### Human: Oh, honey, give it up. ### Assistant: Oh, you're right. This farm's hopeless. Why didn't I listen to those inbred hicks? I guess I'll just go hang myself in the barn.
### Human: Wait, Dad, you don't have to kill yourself. ### Assistant: This better be good.
### Human: Something's growing. ### Assistant: A sprout!
### Human: Something's growing. ### Assistant: And there's some more!
### Human: What is it? Carrots? Peas? Maybe it's okra. ### Assistant: Who cares what it is? It's growing! I've saved the farm!
### Human: What is it? Carrots? Peas? Maybe it's okra. ### Assistant: Look at my babies. This tomato will be Heinz ketchup. And this to-mah-to will be Hunt's catsup.
### Human: What is it? Carrots? Peas? Maybe it's okra. ### Assistant: Bup, no fighting, boys.
### Human: Maybe the tomato seeds crossbred with the tobacco seeds. ### Assistant: Oh, great. I got a field full of mutants.
### Human: It does. But it's smooth and mild. And refreshingly addictive. ### Assistant: Addictive, eh?
### Human: "ToMacco?" That's pretty clever, Dad. I mean, for a product that's evil and deadly. ### Assistant: Aw, thanks honey.
### Human: Excuse me, Mr. Farmer man. I promised my son he could tip over his first cow, and I... "ToMacco?" ### Assistant: Yes, it's the latest craze. Try some, won't you?
### Human: I was here first! / C'mon, c'mon people! ### Assistant: Don't push. There's plenty of tomacco for everyone.
### Human: Don't forget your mincemeat pie! ### Assistant: You're scaring the customers, honey.
### Human: Hello, folks. Would you and your family like to take a ride with us? ### Assistant: Okay.
### Human: Homer, we're in a bit of a pickle. Kids are crazy about tobacco, but the politicians won't let us sell it to them. ### Assistant: Those dirty rotten...
### Human: Homer, we're in a bit of a pickle. Kids are crazy about tobacco, but the politicians won't let us sell it to them. ### Assistant: I wish I could make a difference, Lisa, but I'm just one man.
### Human: Well, let's say a hundred... ### Assistant:
### Human: ... and fifty... ### Assistant:
### Human: ... million dollars. ### Assistant: One hundred and... May I speak to my family for a moment?
### Human: Shouldn't we be talking about the hundred and fifty million dollar offer? ### Assistant: Oh, yeah. Let's take it.
### Human: ### Assistant: Look, a flying saucer!
### Human: ### Assistant:
### Human: You're about to launch a terrible evil on the world. You've gotta destroy this plant. ### Assistant: I know, honey. But what can I do, as an individual? I wouldn't know where to begin.
### Human: Just burn that plant right now and end this madness. ### Assistant: I agree, but how?
### Human: ### Assistant: They're after the tomacco!
### Human: Now you can't tell me nicotine's not addictive. ### Assistant: Lisa, there's absolutely no evidence this is...
### Human: Give them the plant, Homer! ### Assistant: No, I'd rather die!
### Human: Give them the plant, Homer! ### Assistant: Take it!
### Human: Well! What a lovely gift. Gotta run! ### Assistant: So, Mindy? How did you want to pay me the hundred and fifty million?
### Human: Well! What a lovely gift. Gotta run! ### Assistant: Cash'll be okay! Or stock? Does your company have stock?
### Human: Well! What a lovely gift. Gotta run! ### Assistant: Mindy?
### Human: Well! What a lovely gift. Gotta run! ### Assistant: Mindy and I are just hammering out a payment plan. We'll talk Monday!
### Human: I've never been so glad to be home. ### Assistant: I don't know why we ever left in the first place.
### Human: I've never been so glad to be home. ### Assistant:
### Human: I don't mind if I do. ### Assistant: Hey, are we duellin' or what?
### Human: Oh, where are my manners? ### Assistant:
### Human: You okay, Dad? ### Assistant: I think so. The bone stopped the bullet.
### Human: Dad, this might be one of those things you should go to the hospital for. ### Assistant: After pie.
### Human: Num num, Maggie. Num num. ### Assistant: Did somebody say num num?
### Human: I can't get Maggie to eat. Maybe if you try... ### Assistant: Oh, I'm twenty-six hours late for work. No time for Maggie.
### Human: I can't get Maggie to eat. Maybe if you try... ### Assistant: Oooh, where's Waldo?
### Human: I can't get Maggie to eat. Maybe if you try... ### Assistant: Nope. Nope. This would be a lot easier without all these people. Nope. Nope. It's there-- Uh, nope.
### Human: Homer! ### Assistant: Waldo, where are you?!
### Human: Hey! How'd you like a "Details" magazine up the wazoo? ### Assistant:
### Human: Hey! How'd you like a "Details" magazine up the wazoo? ### Assistant: Oh sure. Single me out.
### Human: All right, smart guy. Where's the fire? ### Assistant: Over there.
### Human: ### Assistant: Mmm, who is that? Big ugly nose... bald... liver spot... liver spot... Mmmm.
### Human: Turn around, Simpson. ### Assistant: No! I can't get in trouble if I can't see you.
### Human: I'm afraid he's got us, sir. ### Assistant:
### Human: I'm afraid he's got us, sir. ### Assistant: Safe in the core. And now...
### Human: Ah, yes. ### Assistant:
### Human: I knew I had those installed for a reason. ### Assistant:
### Human: I knew I had those installed for a reason. ### Assistant: This is the worst day ever.
### Human: Hey Homer, what gives? ### Assistant: Mr. Burns is making me eat all these drums of toxic waste.
### Human: Hey, you wanna come bowling with us tonight? ### Assistant: Okay.
### Human: Oh no, not Lenny. Not Lenny! ### Assistant: Yeah, so I'm going to have to work late, instead of seeing you and the kids, which is what I really want.
### Human: Poo. Uh, Homer, what wacky name do you want? ### Assistant: Are poo and ass taken?
### Human: Yeah. ### Assistant: Damn! Could my life get any worse?!
### Human: Simpson! Even for a bowler, you're fat! ### Assistant: Hey, guys. Is it normal to see Burns' face on a bowling ball?
### Human: Uhh, actually, I'd say you're having a severe psychotic episode. ### Assistant: What a rotten day!
### Human: Hey, Homer. That's four strikes in a row. You got a perfect game going! ### Assistant: Really?
### Human: Ah, this split you sold me is making me choke. ### Assistant: Lenny...
### Human: Ow! ### Assistant: Practice ball! Practice ball!
### Human: Ow! ### Assistant: Real real real real real!
### Human: Ow! ### Assistant: Woo hoo!
### Human: Ho-mer! Ho-mer! Ho-mer! ### Assistant: Ow!
### Human: Ho-mer! Ho-mer! Ho-mer! ### Assistant: Woo hoo! I'm ten pins away from perfection.
### Human: Now listen, your father really needs to concentrate. So we'll just stay here and not disturb him. ### Assistant: Why won't they come over? I'm so lonely.
### Human: Int. bowling alley - continuous - slow motion) ### Assistant: Get down, get down, get down!
### Human: You did it, Homie! ### Assistant: In your face, to-do list!
### Human: Ho-mer! Ho-mer! ### Assistant: Thank you! Thank you! But there was someone else with me on that alley. I'm talkin' about the big man, Carl.
### Human: Mr. Simpson bowled a perfect game without the aid of steroids, crack, angel dust, or the other narcotics that are synonymous with pro bowling. ### Assistant: Thank you, Bart's teacher. You know, kids, my teachers said I would never amount to anything. And until last week, they were dead right. But now I've achieved perfection.
### Human: Mr. Simpson bowled a perfect game without the aid of steroids, crack, angel dust, or the other narcotics that are synonymous with pro bowling. ### Assistant: Any questions?
### Human: Mr. Simpson bowled a perfect game without the aid of steroids, crack, angel dust, or the other narcotics that are synonymous with pro bowling. ### Assistant: Yes, Bart's weird friend.
### Human: Will you be my Dad? ### Assistant: You've got a father. He's just a dud.
### Human: Will you be my Dad? ### Assistant: Next question.
### Human: Will you be my Dad? ### Assistant: Yes, the girl Bart has a crush on.
### Human: Do you think I could grow up to be a doctor? ### Assistant: Um, how 'bout one not touching your ass?
### Human: Do you think I could grow up to be a doctor? ### Assistant: Hey, this was supposed to be about me. Now, any other questions? Pumpkin face? Headgear? Chicken pox? Smelly? Lazy eye? Spikey head? Okay, class dismissed. Rock on!
### Human: Uhhh, Homer... ### Assistant: Yes, Kent?
### Human: According to Redbook Magazine, what is the speed of light? ### Assistant: Well... that would... uh, wait... uh... do I read from the sheet labeled "Jokes" or "Answers?"
### Human: Make me center square, Kent! I'm ready. I can handle it. ### Assistant: Dream on, Drunky!
### Human: Ohh, we've got to stop putting these flavors of the month on. ### Assistant: Flavor of the month? Me?
### Human: Yeah, Homer, you can't just ride one accomplishment forever. Why do you think I stopped acting and became a director? ### Assistant: I 'unno... Because you weren't cute anymore?
### Human: Circle gets the square. Goodnight, everyone. ### Assistant:
### Human: Now to save my partner's life, I'll need complete... ### Assistant: Hello, everybody!
### Human: Now to save my partner's life, I'll need complete... ### Assistant: Did somebody say a perfect game?
### Human: You idiot! You'll ruin everything! ### Assistant: I'm doing a walk-on. It's a show business thing. So how y'all doin'? Let's see... What's in the news today?
### Human: Would you shut up?! ### Assistant: Hey, I thought you never talked.
### Human: He'll do it! I'm not the first Teller! ### Assistant: Remember Springfield, keep on swinging!
### Human: That's right! You are! ### Assistant: Hey, everybody! I'm gonna be on TV again.
### Human: That's right! You are! ### Assistant: That's right. You've got a special daddy.
### Human: Burt Reynolds, class act. Well now, for our segment, "Yesterday's News"... featuring Homer Simpson. Are you as bored as I am with the antics of this warmed-over Fred Flintstone? I say it's time to put this one-trick pony out to stud. ### Assistant: Woo hoo! First stop, Maude Flanders.
### Human: Homer! ### Assistant: But she said I...
### Human: Dad, what she's saying is you've had your moment in the sun and now it's time for you to gracefully step aside. ### Assistant: Lisa, I know what's going on here. They did it to Jesus and now they're doing it to me.
### Human: Are you comparing yourself to our Lord? ### Assistant: Well, in bowling ability.