Chalkboard: None

Couch: Repeat of the couch gag from "King-Sized Homer" where The Simpsons are malfunctioning wind-up dolls that barely make it to the couch.

Troy McClure: Hi, I'm Troy McClure. You might remember me from dates such as last night's dinner.

Selma: Er… why don't you come over here, and make yourself more comfortable?
Troy: No… why don't you come over here and make yourself comfortable? … I'm sorry; this whole concept's foreign to me. Who knew a baby would be so much work?
Selma: Having a baby isn't supposed to be work; it's supposed to be an expression of the feelings we're supposed to have for each other.
Troy: Oh. Like how we built that snowman together in that Newport ad, remember how alive with pleasure they said we were?

(Told by Marge and Patty that the marriage is a sham and Troy is wrong for her)
Selma: Wrong for me? How? Oh, I get it. My sisters have come down with a case of the green-eyed gazungas. I guess I shouldn't be surprised. (to Selma) You're stuck in a menial job you'll be doing 10 years after you die. (to Marge) And you're tied down to a man who'd have to bathe to be a slob.

Bart: Why'd they make that one Muppet out of leather?
Marge: That's not a leather Muppet, that's Troy McClure. Mmm, back in the '70s he was quite a teen heartthrob.
Homer: Yeah, who'd have thought he'd turn out to be such a weirdo?
Marge: What are you talking about?
Homer: You know, his bizarre personal life. Those weird things they say he does down at the aquarium. Why I heard…
Marge: Oh, Homer, that's just an urban legend. People don't do that type of thing with fish!