Bart: Uh, yeah, I'd like to speak to a Mr. Tabooger, first name Ollie.
Homer: Ooh, Bart, my first prank call! What do I do?
Bart: Just ask if anyone knows Ollie Tabooger.
Homer: I don't get it.
Bart: Yell out "I'll eat a booger!"
Homer: What's the gag?
Bart: Oh, forget it. (Hangs up)
Homer: Geez, Moe. You've been a real crank lately.
(Moe takes out a shotgun.)
Moe: You take that back.
Homer: Now, you see. That's what I'm talkin' about. You're always pointing that shotgun at us.
Lenny: And callin' us dumbasses.
Carl: Which we are so not.
Lisa: Where's Bart? His Mountain Dew's getting flat.
Marge: That's odd. He's outside, digging.
Homer: Probably digging for drugs.
Marge: There's no drugs out there.
Homer: (Suspiciously) No, of course not.
Homer: Well, you've turned into a big phony!
Moe: Hey, nobody calls Moe St. Cool a phony!
Russian Model: All this yelling is taking avay my horny.
Moe: It is? Oh, that's it. Dogmar, Julien, throw this bum out!
Homer: I'll throw myself out, thank you.
(Homer, Lenny, Carl and Barney are sitting in Homer's garage, drinking)
Homer: (to Marge) Barkeep. Another beer.
Marjorie: Wasn't this supposed to be your tavern?
Homer: It's a family place. Right, kids?
Lisa: Can we go to bed now?
Dr. Bob Kaufmann: Is there a lot of screaming at your house?
Bart: Well, my dad's always yelling about the white man keeping him down.
Lisa: This is pretty far to go just to spite Moe, isn't it?
Homer: It's not about spite, it's about petty revenge, and getting back at that traitor Moe.