Homer: Oh. My dreams will go unfulfilled? Oh, no! I don't like
the sound of that one bit. That means I have nothing
to hope for. Marge, make it better please, can't
you make it better, huh?
Marge: Homer, when a man's biggest dreams include seconds on
dessert, occasional snuggling and sleeping in til noon on
weekends, no one man can destroy them.
Homer: Hey, you did it! [big smooch] [snuggling occurs and credits go
up]
-- "Two Cars in Every Garage, Three Eyes on Every Fish"
