The Simpsons

Father: [sigh] Oh well. At least we still have his little brother George.
George...
Burns: Oh, it's you. The bedpan's under my pillow.
Smithers: [hesitantly] Who's Bobo, sir? Burns: Bobo?...
Burns: That man who's getting all those laughs, Smithers.
..who is he? Smithers: Homer Simpson, sir, one of the carbon blobs from sector 7-G, but I don't think -- Bu...
Marge: What are you doing? Homer: I'm writing a delicious send-up of Mr.
Burns for his birthday party. Is "poopoo" one word or two?...
Marge: I don't think it's a good idea to humiliate your boss on his birthday.
Lisa: Actually, Mom, a tweaking of Mr....
Homer: "Now I'm not saying Mr. Burns is incontinent" -- Ba
Incontinent. [laughs] Too rich! Lisa: Does either of you know what "incontinent" means?...
Marge: Come on, everybody, it's time to go. Home
OK, stupid. Marge: Homer, you've got to stop insulting everyone, especially your boss!...
Guard: {Hey!} {[President Bush grunts]} {No one-termers.
[tosses him out]} Carter: {You too, huh? Hey, I know a good yogurt place....
Smithers: Here are several fine young men who I'm sure are gonna go far.
Ladies and gentlemen, the Ramones! Bu...
Burns: [toward the Ramones] Have the Rolling Stones killed.
Smithers: Sir, those aren't -- Burns: Do as I say! -- The perils of being Smithers, "Rosebud...