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• Lisa: They can't seriously expect us to swallow that tripe.
  Skinner: Now as a special treat courtesy of our friends at the Meat Council, please help yourself to this tripe....
• Wiggum: Son, you wait here while Daddy tries to talk some sense into this raving derelict.
  [the man raves as Wiggum walks up] Wiggum...
• Skinner: Now I have learned that most of the orchestra is having their appendixes removed
  o without further ado, I give you the remnants of the Springfield Elementary School Orchestra...
• Skinner: Now, students, I want you to be on your best behavior for this carefully-choreographed media event.
  Now this means there is to be no wising-off, no face-making, and no grass-eating....
• Skinner: All right, first academic alert: Wiggum, Ralph.
  Ralph: I won, I won! [walks on stage] Skinner: No no, Ralph, this means you're failing English....
• Skinner: Ooh, now we're into the dregs. Here's Ralph Wiggum's entry.
  [pulls sheet off] Pre-packaged "Star Wars" characters, still in their display box?...
• Skinner: He's gradually getting away, Chief. Wiggum
  Ah, let him go. I have the feeling we'll meet again, each and every week....
• Skinner: Before we draw up the budget, I believe the students and faculty have a few suggestions.
  Willy: I want a crystal bucket for my slopwater and a brand new filthy blanket....
• Ralph: Um, Miss Hoover? There's a dog in the vent.
  Hoover: Ralph, remember the time you said Snagglepuss was outside?...