Grampa: Pull Your Chair Closer, My Son. Homer: What Is It, Dad?

Homer: This makes me special, Dad. Since I'm the one you kept, that must mean you really loved me.
Grampa: Mm. Interesting theory. -- hospital visit, "Oh Brother, Where Art Thou?...
Granma: Abe, I want Homer to grow up respecting his father.
He must never know about that, that carnival incident....
Bart: Dad? Homer: What is it, boy? Bart: I thought your car was really cool.
Homer: Thanks boy! I was waiting for someone to say that....
Grampa: What's the matter, boy? Homer: Nothing. Grampa
You haven't said poo all night and usually I have to wrestle the bucket [of `Shakespeare's Fried Chicken'] out of your greasy mitts....
Director: Your brother could be anywhere. Even ..
. Detroit. Homer: I know he could be <anywhere>, that's why I want you to narrow it down!...
Homer: I can't tell you how sorry I am, Dad. Grampa
Is someone talking to me? I didn't hear anything....
Grampa: Son, it's me! I floated up toward Heaven but got lost along the way.
Homer: [gasps] Dad, is that really you? Grampa...
Herbert: Do you understand? Homer: Sort of. Herbe
Homer? Homer: What. Herbert: Answer me again with self-confidence!...
Homer: Dad! Abe: Son! Homer: I'm a screw-up. I burned down our house.
Abe: No, I'm a screw-up. _I_ burned down our house....