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Couch: The Simpsons drop down, one by one, hanging from nooses. Despite being dead from asphyxiation, Maggie manages to suck on her pacificer.

Dr. Hibbert: Homer. This is your physician, Dr. Julius Hibbert. Can you tell us what it's like in there?
Homer: It's like, uh… Has anyone seen the movie Tron?
Dr. Hibbert: No.
Lisa: No.
Marge: No.
Chief Wiggum: No.
Bart: No.
Patty: No.
Chief Wiggum: No.
Ned: No.
Selma: No.
Professor Frink: No.
Reverend Lovejoy: No.
Chief Wiggum: Yes. (chuckles) I mean, no.

Groundskeeper Willie: (after being nearly burnt to death) You'll pay for this…with your children's' blood!
Chief Wiggum: (not serious) Oh, right… How are you going to get them? Skeleton power?
Groundskeeper Willie: I'll strike where you cannot protect them: in their dreams!

Homer: Hello? Yes? (opens door and sees Lard Lad) Oh, it's you… Uh, if you're looking for that donut of yours, um… Flanders has it. Go smash open his house.
(Homer shuts the door as Lard Lad leaves.)
Homer: (to himself) He came to life… Good for him.
(Loud smashing is heard, then loud thumping and the doorbell; Homer opens the door and sees Lard Lad again.)
Ned: (runs past) Help me, Lord!
Homer: I told you! Flanders has it! …Or Moe. Go kill Moe.
Marge: Homer! Give him the donut! Once he has it, it will be the end of all this horror!
Homer: Well, okay… If it will end horror…