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• Homer: The old make-out place. Hey, a new weather station!
  I'll bash it good! [sighs] Oh, it's just no fun without Marge....
• 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?...
• Marge: [into microphone] Hello, police? This is Marge Simpson.
  My husband is on a murderous rampage. Over....
• Ruth: Look, Marge, there's no reason for you to get dragged into this.
  Once we lose the cops, I'll let you out. Marge...
• Selma: Mr. Burns has been shot. Wiggum: Just a minute!
  This isn't Mr. Burns at all! It's a mask! [pulls at his face a little] Wait, it _is_ Burns....
• Homer: Must have rare gummi...[to Marge] Distract the salesman.
  Marge: No! I won't make a spectacle out of myself any further....
• Wiggum: I'd like to help you ma'am, but, heh heh, I'm afraid there's no law against mailing threatening letters.
  Marge: [indignantly] I'm pretty sure there is. Wiggum...
• Lovejoy: Do you see a light, Homer? Homer: [disembodied] Yes.
  .. Lovejoy: Move into the light, my son. Homer: [a buzzing is heard] Aah!...
• Maude: I just hope they have Us magazine in heaven.
  Mrs. S: He said it was his day to use the tub pillow....