Marge: I'm happy for the school. It sounds like this money's going to
provide a lot of new opportunities.
Bart: Big deal. They didn't approve my idea; they said it was
unfeasible.
Lisa: It _is_ unfeasible to resurrect the dead, Bart. And even if the
Three Stooges _were_ alive I doubt they'd want to hang around
with you.
Bart: Oh yeah. I guess they'd probably want to be with their families
or something, huh?
Homer: Oh, I hate my job. I mean, what's the point when your boss
doesn't even remember your name?
Marge: I have an idea.
Homer: What? What's your idea?
Marge: When my father was first trying to catch my mother's eye, he sent
her a box of candy with his photo in it. After that, she never
forgot him.
Homer: That's all well and good, but it's not really _your_ idea, is it
now, Marge?
-- Homer characteristically misses the point,
"Who Shot Mr. Burns? Part One"
