[The Simpsons arrive at Mr. Burns's crypt. Homer opens his casket and is ready to stake him.]
Homer
Take that, vile fiend! [starts staking Burns repeatedly]
Uh, dad? That's his crotch.
Homer
Oh.. sorry. [puts stake to his heart] BAH!!
[He quivers then stops and melts into mold]
Homer
[relieved] Aah...
[comes back to life] YOU'RE FIRED!!! [melts into mold and dies again]
Homer
D'OH!
RWRescue Worker 1
Homer, this is never easy to say, I'm going have to saw your arms off.
Homer
They'll grow back, right?
RWRescue Worker
Oh...yeah.
Homer
Whew.
[the rescue worker starts the rotary saw and moves it toward Homer's arm]
RWRescue Worker 2
Homer, are you just holding on to the can?
Homer
Your point being?
[Homer leaves with everyone laughing at him]
You're absolutely right, Homer. We don't need a babysitter.
Homer
[suspicious] Wait a second... [pulls a card from his pocket: "ALWAYS DO OPPOSITE OF WHAT BART SAYS"] Hmm...you kids do need a babysitter.
Blast that infernal card! [to Homer] Don't give that card to me.
Homer
Here you g-- [pulls back] No!
Mr. Simpson, I was just going through your garbage, when I couldn't help but overhear you are in need of a babysitter. Now, as a highly-skilled attorney, my fee is $175 an hour.
Homer
We pay $8.00 for the night and you can take two Popsicles out of the freezer.
Homer
Two.
Okay, two, and I get to keep this old birdcage.
Homer
Done.
[to himself] Still got it!
Ruth Powers was tried in Springfield Superior Court. The judge dismissed her ex-husband's auto theft charges and forced him to pay all back child support. Mr. Powers blamed the outcome on his lawyer, one Lionel Hutz. Lionel Hutz, A.K.A. Miguel Sanchez, A.K.A., Dr. Nguyen van Thuoc, was paid $8 for his 32 hours of babysitting, he was glad to get it. Marge Simpson was charged with the violation of penal code section 618A: Wanton Destruction of Precious Antique Cans. She was ordered to pay 50 cents to replace the cans and $2000 in punitive damage and mental anguish. Homer Simpson was remanded to the custody of the United States Army Neurochemical Research Center at Fort Meade, Maryland, for extensive testing.
Homer
Woohoo!
BGBrad Goodman
I want you all to close your eyes and listen to your inner child. Listen, what's he saying?
NSNed's Inner Child
Stay on the course big Ned, you're doing super! [Ned smiles]
HSHomer's Inner Child
[points to his mouth] Food goes in here.
Homer
It sure does.
MSMoe's Inner Child
[in Italian accent] Hey-a Moe, what's-tha mattah? Ya no talking wit ya accent-a no more.
[While looking for a peanut under the couch, Homer pulls out a 20 dollar bill]
Homer
Awww, twenty dollars? I wanted a peanut.
HSHomer's Brain
Twenty dollars can buy many peanuts.
Homer
Explain how!
HSHomer's Brain
Money can be exchanged for goods and services.
Homer
Woo-hoo!
[Homer starts running to the door, slips on the peanut he was looking for, and drops the money]
Homer
D'OH!
Homer
[seeing the White House with Colonel Klink] Marge lives here?
MMan
[voice only] Madam President, your approval rating is soar. [Marge murmurs]
CKColonel Klink
[sing-songy] This dream is over! [pops, Homer sends back in the phone booth]
[sees Homer stuck in the phone booth being knocked over] Hey, You! Get Out Of My Office!
[Homer puts on a pair of horn-rimmed glasses he finds floating in a toilet bowl.]
Homer
The sum of the square roots of any two sides of an isosceles triangle is equal to the square root of the remaining side.
MIMan in stall
That's a right triangle, ya idiot!
Homer
D'oh!
Homer
[grabbing Marge] Yer gotta redda kid forrad yarrar!
Homer, what is it? Slow down!
Homer
[slowly, but still furious] J'yer gedda ferda redderarrar.
Think before you say each word.
Homer
You broke a promise to your child.
Homer
You promised Lisa to help her with her costume. You made her cry. Then I cried. Then Maggie laughed -- she's such a little trooper.
[to Bart] And now you can go back to just being you, instead of a one-dimensional character with a silly catchphrase.
Homer
[breaking a lamp] D'oh!
[Long pause. Everyone looks expectantly at Lisa.]
If anyone wants me, I'll be in my room. [She walks away.]
Homer
What kind of catchphrase is that?
[Homer is eating expired meat he bought at the Kwik-E-Mart]
Homer [as his stomach grumbles]: Ooh! Stomach...churning! [keeps eating the expired ham. His stomach grumbling gets more intense. Begins to double over]: Bowels...clenching. Not much time. [falls off the couch, off-screen]: Must finish! [eating sounds]
[Cut to an ambulance speeding down the street, sirens wailing]
[Establishing shot of Springfield General Hospital. Cut to a sick Homer in a hospital bed with Marge, the kids, and Dr. Hibbert standing over him]
Well, sir, Homer's illness was either caused by ingesting spoiled food or...[chuckles]: some sort of voodoo curse.
[whip pan to Patty and Selma with a purse]
Hey! We've just been working the eyes. [Selma holds up a Homer-shaped voodoo doll with 12 needles (six on each eye) in his eyes]
[some time later]
Homer
Your old meat made me sick!
Why, I'm so sorry. Please accept five pounds of frozen shrimp. [Homer picks up and sniffs a piece of shrimp]
Homer
This shrimp isn't frozen – and it smells funny!
Homer
Woo-hoo!
[Cut to the same ambulance as before speeding down the street, sirens still wailing]
Good evening, here's an update on last week's nursing home exposé, "Geezers in Freezers" – it turns out the rest home was adequately heated; the footage you saw was of a fur-storage facility. We've also been told to apologize for using the term "geezers". Now, coming up next, "The Case of the Cantankerous Old Geezer."
Homer
[couch-ridden with salmonella] Oh... Urp! Rancid meat attack! Stupid parasites! Is there no way I can find justice?
I have come to make amends, sir. At first, I blamed you for squealing, but then I realized, it was I who wronged you. So I have come to work off my debt. I am at your service.
Homer
You're... selling what now?
I'm selling only the concept of karmic realignment.
Homer
You can't sell that! Karma can only be portioned out by the cosmos! [slams the door on him]