So what about all this meat?
Ah, the missus will clean that up.
Now it's Marge's time to shine!
The Simpsons · Season 10
So what about all this meat?
Ah, the missus will clean that up.
Now it's Marge's time to shine!
That sure was a fun trip to Las Vegas.
Auh, too many kids.
Someone dishonoring their marriage vows!? Not in Las Vegas.
[While Homer and Ned try to flee]
[screams] The Moody Blues!
"Cold hearted Homer ditching his wife, while ancient Ned runs for his life"
"Chips of blue, and red, and white, but we decide..."
Oh can the poems, it's arse-whooping time!
[draws a switchblade] I want fatty! [Homer screams]
Stupid Isotopes. Hurry up and lose so we can get outta here!
Why do you hate the Isotopes so much, Dad?
Because I loved them once and they broke my heart. Let that be a lesson to you, sweetie. Never love anything.
Even you?
Especially me.
But you gotta support the team, Dad! They're already threatening to move to Moose Jaw.
That's right! Like my mother always said, you've got to stick it out, even if you picked the loser ... [sees Homer picking at his ear and looking at his finger afterward] ...to the bitter end.
[about Babe Ruth IV] He's pointing to the stands, possibly at a dying little boy.
[to Marge, after realizing he's been pointed at] Mom, am I dying?!
[sympathetically] No.
[whispering] Is he, Mom? You can tell me.
No!
[as Babe Ruth gets ready] Is he indicating a bunt? Yes, he's bunting.
[The other team catch him straight away, and he trudges off forlornly]
BOOO!
Good hustle, kid!
[sighs] Ah, no one touched my rumaki.
[throws it at him] WOOOO, RUMAKI!!!
[checking the boys' IDs] Sorry boys, but the curfew is final. [Looks at Nelson's] Oh, sorry to disturb you, Dr. Hibbert.
[as Dr. Hibbert] Not at all, Officer! [chuckles]
So, You enjoy this movie, Kids? Aah! Listen up punks. The moral of the story is, the adults always win! [The kids' eyes turn blue, as in the film] Waaarrgh! [It is revealed Eddie has been shining a light on the kids] For crying out loud, Eddie. You scared the hell out of me.
Sorry, Chief. [chuckles]
Tune in tomorrow, and every day, until the curfew is lifted, because we'll be revealing embarrassing secrets about Springfield's other adults.
Well, at least they've already done me.
And we have plenty more on Homer Simpson.
D'oh!
[Listening through an ear horn] Aw, I got nothing. How 'bout you, Frinky?
[Gets better signals through his ear horn] I have captured the signal and impressively triangulating the vectors. And compressing the data down in order to express it as a function of my hand. [Points to the billboard] They're over there!
And guess who's been practicing medicine without a license?
[Dr. Hibbert looks around nervously]
That's right...Homer Simpson!
D'oh!
All right, you kids, come down now. We promise we won't kill ya.
Speak for yourself! Bart, get down here! I'm gonna spank you back to the Stone Age!
You can't make us come down!
You adults are always giving orders!
Well, you kids are always disobeying them!
Well, adults treat kids like children!
Kids treat adults like cash machines!
[Song starts]
Adults!
Kids!
Adults!
Kids!
Adults!
Kids! You've had your fun, now we've had our fill!
Yeah! You're only here because Marge forgot her pill!
[embarrassed] Hmm...
Kids! You're all just scandalizing, vandalizing punks! [catches Nelson spray-painting "Oink" on his backside]
Channel-hopping, Ritalin-popping monkeys! [But please don't quit the fan-club!]
Kids! I can nag and nag till my hair turns blue!
Kids! You bum my smokes and don't say thank you!
Why can't you be like we are? [they get hit with tomatoes]
Oh, what a bunch of brats!
We oughta drown you just like cats! [Snowball II jumps out of his sack]
Adults! You run our lives like you're Colonel Klink!
Adults! You strut around like your farts don't stink!
Adults! You're such a drooling, snoring, boozing, boring bunch! Surly, meanie, three-martini lunchers!
I just ate a thumbtack!
Adults! They're always telling us to--
[grabs Milhouse with his cane] Shut your traps!
Eh... we're all fed up with all of you whippersnaps! [Milhouse screams and runs]
We're trying to get some sleep here! It's almost 6:15! What's the matter with...
Don't you treat us like...
Can't you just lay off...
We're sick of all of you...
KIDS...TO...DAY!
[Song ends]
We're gonna teach all you rugrats a lesson!
Oh yeah? Pfft! What can you old people do to us?
Yeah, you old fogies!
Buzz off, you old buzzards!
[The adults and kids all angry throw taunts and insults at the old folks]
You're wrinkly, somebody should iron you.
This is Kent Brockman, reporting from... my own home, in accordance with the new curfew for anyone under seventy.
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