Carl: You know, I was hexed by a troll and a leprechaun cured that right up.
Lenny: Hey, you know what's even better is Jesus! He's like six leprechauns.
Carl: Yeah, but a lot harder to catch. Uh, go with the leprechaun.
Kodos: I always secrete ocular fluid at weddings.
Kang: Why do you always drag me here? I don't know anybody!
Homer: Yep, everything worked out for the best.
Marge: What? Bart is dead!
Homer: Well, saying sorry won't bring him back.
Marge: The gypsy said it would.
Homer: She's not the boss of me.
Marge: Pierce, that was delicious! Can we help you with the dishes?
Ultrahouse 3000: Marge, what kind of cybertronic ultrabot would I be if I let those beautiful hands touch dishwater?
Marge: Oh... [laughs]
Ultrahouse 3000: No, I'm asking.
Marge: Oh, uh, not a very good one?
Ultrahouse 3000: Damn straight.
Marge: The best thing about a gypsy wedding is I'm not the hairiest woman here!
Homer: [accidentally destroys the water softener] Well, I am missing the back of my head. I think you can cut me some slack.
Homer: I know you don't remember me, but here's a little revenge, Irish style! [releases leprechaun]