Shelby: Quit stalling, kid. Write "Springfield sucks" in giant
letters.
[Bart groans, starts to do so]
His can control is excellent.
Milhouse2: Yes. And that wig makes him look a lot like one of the
Beatles.
[they all gasp: Bart has written "Springfield rules,
suckers!"]
Bart: That's right: the stranger who walks amongst you is me, Bart
Simpson!
Kids: Huh?
Bart: You know, Bart Simpson?
[kids look at each other]
Bart: From Springfield?
Shelby: He's from Springfield! Get him!
-- The jig becomes up, "Lemon of Troy"
