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• Marge: [making lunch] Extra mustard for Bart, sliced diagonally, not lengthwise.
  Light mayo for Lisa, cut off the crust. Double baloney for Homer....
• Lisa: I'm sure Mom agrees with me. Marge: Mmm. No, I'm afraid I agree with your father.
  Homer: You do? [taunting and dancing] Ha ha ha ha ha....
• Lisa: [spraying the Christmas tree] Mom, this fake snow is making me dizzy.
  Marge: We're almost finished. There's just a little bit of green left....
• Jacques: First, you must get to know your lane. Feel the slickness, feel the slippery finish.
  Caresses it, experience it. Quite smooth, isn't it?...
• Bart: Can I come to the candy show, huh, huh? Can I, can I?
  Huh, huh, huh? Can I? Can I? Lisa: No, me!...
• Homer: Now that we're all alone, Marge, admit it: you like Lisa best!
  Marge: No! Homer: Oh, so you're a Bart woman, are you?...
• Lisa: I think she likes my present better. \< Ba
  Does not! Lisa: |Does too! Bart: | |Does not!...
• Lisa: Make sure you get my mom's hair just right! Stacy
  [lops it off] Um, I think we'll use someone different for the hair....
• Bart: So...you're one of those "Don't call me a chick" chicks, huh?
  Lisa: Ehh, sorry about my unenlightened brother....