Marge: Oh, Homie! Are you okay?
Homer: [in pain and sorrow] I can't remember where we parked.
Marge: That's all right. We'll just wait till everyone else leaves.
Bart: I got your tooth, Dad.
[tries to fit it in his mouth]
Homer: Uh, not mine.
[tosses tooth aside]
-- "The Homer They Fall"
