Abe: And then, a knife flew at my head. And [points to Homer] you
were there, and [points to Homer] <you> were there...
Lisa: Uh, Grampa, maybe I should moisten your washcloth.
Abe: It's plenty moist!
-- Perhaps medication <was> the answer,
"The Curse of the Flying Hellfish"
Homer: Where are you two going at this hour?
Ba On a treasure hunt.
Homer: Oh! Can I come?
Abe: Only if you're ready to stare danger in the face, put your
manhood to the ultimate test, and take....