Homer Goes to College
Board member: I'm sorry, Mr. Burns, but I must object. This Simpson is not qualified!
Burns: I see. Well, you know, fellows, I look at the admissions board a lot like a baseball team. You all like baseball, don't you? (everyone agrees) Yes, well, to have a successful baseball club, you need teamwork, not some hot-dog admissions officer playing by his own rules! (Burns weakly hits the man with a baseball bat)
Board member: Er, excuse me, what are you doing?
Burns: I'm giving you the... beating of your life!
Board member: Look, if, stop that! You wanted him that badly, why didn't you just say so? (Burns collapses)
Burns: Smithers, dismember the corpse and send his widow a corsage.
^ Imagine how brutal this scene would've been had Burns not been so feeble.
The Simpsons Spin-Off Showcase
Troy McClure: In our final spinoff tonight, the Simpson family finally gets the chance to show off the full range of their talents. Unfortunately, one family member didn't want that chance, and refused to participate. But thanks to some creative casting, you won't even notice. Show us what you got, TV!
^ Apparently, viewers are morons.
I Married Marge
Marge: Homer, I've been thinking, if the baby's a boy, what do you think of the name Larry?
Homer: Marge, we can't do that! All the kids will call him Larry Fairy.
Marge: Well, how about Louie?
Homer: They'll call him Screwy Louie.
Marge: Bob?
Homer: Flob.
Marge: Luke?
Homer: Puke.
Marge: Marcus?
Homer: Mucus.
Marge: What about Bart?
Homer: Let's see... Bart, Cart, Dart, Ee-yart... Nope, can't see any problem with that!
^ Believe it or not, I didn't get this joke until recently. "Bart" rhymes with "fart". I suck.
Oh Brother, Where Art Thou?
(after Bart and Lisa annoy Homer by repeatedly asking if they've arrived yet)
Marge: Bart! Lisa! If you don't behave, we'll turn this car right around and go home.
Homer: But Marge, I want to see my brother!
Marge: Oh, for God sakes, Homer, it's an empty threat.
Maximum Homerdrive
(after Lisa successfully finds a doorbell for Marge before Gil does)
Marge: Lisa, you ought to be a doorbell salesman!
Gil: Oh great, just what I need: Another piranha in the tank.
Realty Bites
Ned: Oh! My d-iddly-ie, will you look at this place! (gasps) And the price has been slashed repeatedly!
Maude: It's sure built solid. The kids could scream bloody murder and nobody would hear!
Ned: Well, I'm just gonna spill my guts, I love it to death! I'm gonna give you a deposit this minute!
^ If only Ned and Maude knew how coincidental their choice of words were...
Homer the Smithers
Burns: I'll have my lunch now. A single pillow of Shredded Wheat, some steamed toast, and a dodo egg.
Homer: But I think the dodo went extinct...
Burns: Get going! And answer those phones, install the computer system, and rotate my office so the window faces the hills.
Homer: Uh huh. Uh huh. Okay. Um, can you repeat the part of the stuff where you said all about the... things? Uh... the things?