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Couch: The living room is upside down, with the couch on what is now the ceiling. The Simpsons run in and sit, but soon fall.

Homer: Eh, morning Apu.
Apu: Good morning. One doughnut with sprinkles, and (gasps) wait a minute. These are not sprinkles sir.
Homer: What do you mean?
Apu: You've clearly taken items from the candy rack and placed them on top of the doughnut in an attempt to pass them off as sprinkles.
Homer: Well, it was like that when I got here. It really was!
Apu: A mounds bar is not a sprinkle. A Twizzler is not a sprinkle. A jolly rancher is not a sprinkle sir. Perhaps in Shangri-la they are, but not here.
Homer: Oh. (walks out)
Apu: Thank you, come again.

Willy: And that's how Willy waters. Now, you take the hoose.
Nelson: The moose?
Willy: The HOOSE! The HOOSE!
(Willy gives the hose to Nelson)
Nelson: Is this right? (sprays him)
Willy: Aaugh! Turn off the noozle!
Nelson: The noodles? What noodles?
Willy: The noozle at the end of the hoose!

Lisa: I like you too, Milhouse, but not in that way. You're more like a big sister.
Milhouse: No I'm not! Why does everyone keep saying that?
Lisa: Would you do me a favor? When you get back to class, just give him this note.
(Milhouse groans)
Lisa: Please?
Milhouse's Brain: When she sees you'll do anything she says, she's bound to respect you.
Milhouse: Sure! What's a big sister for?
Milhouse's Brain: Oh, I shouldn't have said that!

Janey: She was looking at Nelson!
Class: Lisa likes Nelson!
Milhouse: She does not!
Class: Milhouse likes Lisa!
Janey: He does not!
Class: Janey likes Milhouse!
Uter: She does not!
Class: Uter likes Milhouse!
Mr. Largo: NOBODY LIKES MILHOUSE!

Ned: (On phone) Howdily-doodely.
Homer: (Recording) Greetings, friends. Do you wish to look--
(Ned hangs up)
Ned: Oh, it's that darn recording again.
Maude: Of course it was. It's been calling all night. Just unplug the phone.
(Ned turns out the light and the phone rings again.)
Ned: Howdily-di--
Homer: (Recording) Greetings, friends--
(Ned hangs up)
Ned: Dang!
Maude: I told you to unplug the phone.
Ned: But it could be my mother!
(Phone rings again)
Ned: Howdy--
Homer: (Recording) Greetings, friends--
(Ned hangs up)
Ned: Shoot!
Maude: That is it, Ned! If you don't unplug that phone right now, you're sleeping on the lawn.
Homer: (Shouting through his window) Will you two shut up?! People are trying to sleep!