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Top of the morning to ye on this gray, grizzly afternoon.
Kent O'Brockman live on Main Street, where today everyone is a little bit Irish, except, of course, for the gays and the Italians....
Parades just bring out so many emotions in me! Joy, excitement, looking.
.. -- Marge, letting herself go at a St. Patrick's Day parade, "Homer vs....
Ladies and gentlemen, what you are seeing is a total disregard for the things St.
Patrick's Day stand for. All this drinking, violence, destruction of property....
Brockman: "What are _you_ looking at?"--the innocent words of a drunken child.
Well, I'll _tell_ you what we're looking at, young man....
Marge: No! No more drinking! I'm tired of looking like the world's worst mother.
Homer: Oh, honey, you're not the world's worst mother....
Quimby: You can't seriously want to ban alcohol.
It tastes great, makes women appear more attractive, and makes a person virtually invulnerable to criticism....
Narrator: Dateline: Springfield. With prohibition back in force, sobriety's peaceful slogan was shattered by its noisy neighbor, the Speakeasy.
-- "The Untouchables" meets "The...
Quimby: Demand? Who are you to demand anything?
I run this town. You're just a bunch of low-income nobodies!...
Narrator: With rum-running hoodlums in the catbird seat, Springfield sent for the one man who could clean up the town and shoot the gangste
Rex Banner. -- Or is that shoot up...
Banner: Well, what are you waiting for? Somebody to kiss you goodbye?
Wiggum: Well... no, no, no... I guess not. -- Can I at least have my invisible typewriter?...

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