Scuse Me While I Miss The Sky

Bart:He didn't say anything about SkinnerInAShredder.com. Let's make this the best year ever.

Declan Desmond:Well, they're not good enough to wipe my lens.

Homer:No. Because they pass the savings on to me, the consumer.

Krusty:Look, I give people a meatlike burger and some kind of cola

Krusty:Good as new. [stapling burgers together]

Milhouse:What about us cool kids? Should we just chill out?

Declan Desmond:You're doing great. Stay with the dink.

Bart:I chuck 'em at nerds, girls I like- whatever.

Declan Desmond:And in a flash, Bart's glory has gone the way of England's masculinity.

Ralph:My sash says 'Ultraman.'

Principal Skinner:I haven't seen such a natural pair since 'half-sandwich and soup of the day.'

Principal Skinner:Remember, as far as he knows, we still teach math.

Lisa:Well, I am young, gifted and yellow.

Declan Desmond:picking and nibbling until, one day, you're 38 and managing a Barnes & Noble.

Declan Desmond:Pick a path and follow it, or you'll just grow up, slog your way through Mount Holyoke and squeeze out babies.

Milhouse:Even that kid that wears diapers is more popular. And he ain't popular.

Bart:Like after the time I accidentally called the teacher Mom.

Milhouse:Even I beat you up that day, after you passed out.

Nelson:Eh, I snapped it off some jerk's car. I could go to prison for life, but whatever.

Bart:All that's left for me is to become the biggest drunk this town's ever seen.

Homer:Talkin' won't get you there. [gulping sounds]

Homer:And what's that? - I'm gonna die alone!

Museum Worker:I spent 30 years brushing the teeth of dead monsters.

Narrator:home of a familiar blue planet we call... Rigel 7- not too far from Earth.

Exhibit:Will it be you? Or you? Or... you? [pointing at everyone]

Homer:Boi-oi-oi-oingggg!

Homer · Lisa:Oh, my God! Space monsters are invading us! - Dad, that's a moth.

Homer · Lisa:Dad, that's a kaleidoscope. You may be a smart kid, Lisa, but you don't know much about not hurting people's feelings.

Lisa:Thanks a lot, surviving Beach Boys.

Moe · Barney:For three seconds there, you were legally the mayor. - Yeah! And you was a girl, Joe!

Lisa:No one ever wrote a poem about sickly orange barf glow.

Professor Frink:For astronomers like me- [mumbling] umb-hiven- this is a bigger problem, even than, oh, I don't know, say, getting a date, which is difficult for the geeky people.

Professor Frink:They're like hermit crabs. They really are crabs- Oh, there's one now. I see you!

Kid:That's not a hood ornament. It's a pacifier you spray-painted silver.

Nelson:Oh, look. It's jill-of-all-trades. So, what's the ambition du jour?

Nelson:How'd you come up with that- tilt your head up?

Lisa · Nelson:Does it make you feel superior to tear down people's dreams? - Yes. Does it make you feel smart to question people's motives? - Yes. - Well, all right then.

Sea Captain:Yarr! I'd be happy to scrimshaw your petition.

Mayor Quimby:or a faded Southern belle who needs the forgiving cloak of night to seduce naive young delivery boys with more pizza than common sense

Kent Brockman:Look out, Matthew Modine and Charlene Tilton. There are new stars in town- sky stars!

Kent Brockman:cave-in to the astronomer lobby

Abe Simpson:Naturally, we blamed it on the Irish. We hanged more than a few.

Professor Frink:Named after its discoverer- Professor Artemis Deadly- who was, ironically, killed in the shower of 1853.

Carl:This is great! It's darker than a French chick's armpit!

Kent Brockman:unmatched since the Detroit Tigers last made the play-offs over two centuries ago

Kent Brockman:The government has issued an orange alert, which, once again, means nothing.

Luigi/Bart:Try-a the cheese-a pizza. It's greasy like-a you.

Luigi · Bart/Luigi:You're gonna depreciate a Mafia don's car? Hey, we're all gonna be murdered someday.

Luigi:But at the risk of enraging you by making you look-a stupid, we have no valet parking.

Fat Tony:You mean that 10-year-old with a mustache was a phony?

Lou · Chief Wiggum:Let's fire blindly into the dark. - No. You might hit a made man.

Moe · Barney:Hey. You're not John Ritter. - And you ain't that gorilla from the zoo. - Meh. Eh.

Moe:No one's ever won Moe's 'drink a gallon of gin' challenge. And no one ever will.

Groundskeeper Willie:You know what this reminds me of- my Icelandic boyhood.

Homer:What am I- superdad?

Marge:I'll bet somewhere there's a horse drinking coffee.

Homer:Don't you think you're overreacting, talking gum-ball machine?

Homer Simpson:Don't you think you're overreacting, talking gum-ball machine?

Lisa:you can't see anything in the sky except the Fox satellite

Bart:You can say it. I add nothing.

Homer:Aw, my baby's first words.

Bart:Gandhi also said, 'Less talk, more rock!'

Lou:But, Chief, we are the entire force.

Groundskeeper Willie:I'll catch 'em on my tongue for luck. Ow! Ow! Ow!

Comic Book Guy:I can't read porno by candlelight! Who am I- Abe Lincoln!

Fat Tony · Jimmy the Snitch:I wish Jimmy the Snitch could see this. [muffled voice] Well, just open the trunk!

Bart:I wish God were alive to see this.

Homer Simpson:I wish God were alive to see this.

Ralph:I'm gonna live with Underground Grandma.

Kid · Kid 2:Soccer mom! - I'll be batting .352 in the majors!