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• Milhouse: Uh... That's a nice dress. Samantha: My Dad makes me wear it.
  I hate it. Milhouse: Uh, I hate it, too!...
• Milhouse, we're living in the age of cooties. I can't believe the risk you're running.
  -- Bart, "Bart's Friend Falls in Love...
• Samantha: Hi. Bart: Hey, what's with the skirt?
  Milhouse: I've brought friends to this treehouse before....
• Bart: Wow, you really got it made now, Milhouse. This is living!
  Milhouse: [in a costume] Is it, Bart? Is it really?...
• Grandma: A caller at this hour? [to Mr. VH] You dial 9-1, then when I say so, dial 1 again.
  [opens the door] [TM] Bart: [sees Milhouse, sighs with relief] Milhouse, please....
• Bart: Hi, is Milhouse home? Mrs. VH: He's playing in the dirt with his army men -- oh, and a white piece of paper, I believe.
  [Bart gasps, runs to the back of the house] Milhouse...
• Bart: [with forced happiness] You believe me, don't you?
  You're my friend who believes me: sweet, trustworthy Milhouse....
• Bart: Milhouse...do you ever worry that your mom might stop loving you?
  Milhouse: What? I'm more worried about pirhanas. Did you see that movie where they send a nuclear submarine to fight the pirhanas, and one of them swims right down the periscope and bites the guy in the eye, and he goes, "Aah!...
• Bart: [on walkie talkie] Milhouse! What's seven in roman numerals?
  Milhouse: I'll tell you, Bart, but you really should end each transmission with the word "over"....