Editing All Singing, All Dancing/Quotes

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:'''[[Marge]]:''' We got the popcorn! Did you get ''Waiting to Exhale''?
:'''[[Homer]]:''' Well, they put us on the ''Waiting to Exhale'' waiting list, but they said don't hold yer breath.
:''(Homer walks into the living room)''
:'''[[Lisa]]:''' Did you get ''Emma''? Did you get ''Emma''? Didja, didja, didja, huh?
:'''Homer:''' Whoa, whoa. Calm down, little lady. Take it easy, take it easy, heh, heh. No.
:'''Marge:''' What did you get?
:'''Homer:''' Something very close, exactly along those lines. A {{W|Clint Eastwood}}-[[Lee Marvin]] shoot-'em-up Western!
:''(Lisa and Marge share an annoyed murmur. Bart puts a tape in the VCR.)
:'''[[Bart]]:''' So prepare yourself for the bloody mayhem and unholy carnage of Joshua Logan's ''[[Paint Your Wagon]]''.
:'''Homer:''' With blood, I bet!
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:'''Man:''' Hey, that's a pretty sorry-lookin' wagon you got there, mister.
:'''Outlaw:''' I reckon it could use a... coat of paint.
:'''Man:''' ''(calling out happily)'' Well, what are we waitin' for?
:''(Music starts and the man and outlaw begin dancing)''
:'''Outlaw and Man:''' ''(singing)'' Gonna paint our wagon. Gonna paint it good. We ain't braggin'. We're gonna coat that wood!
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:'''Homer:''' They're singing! They're singing, Marge! Why aren't they killing each other?
:''(Homer sees something on-screen)''
:'''Homer:''' Wait, wait, wait! Here comes Lee Marvin! Thank [[God]]! He's always drunk and violent!
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:'''Lee Marvin:''' Gonna paint your wagon. Gonna paint it fine. Gonna use oil-based paint, 'cause the wood is pine!
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:'''Marge:''' Who knew that Lee Marvin could do such marvelous splits?
:'''Lisa:''' He's dreamy.
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:'''Homer:''' Oh, why did they have to screw up a perfectly serviceable wagon story with all that fruity singing?
:'''Marge:''' I thought it was toe-tapping fun.
:'''Homer:''' Singing is the lowest form of communication.
:'''Marge:''' Homer, you sing all the time.
:'''Homer:''' No I don't. I hate to rhyme.
:''(music starts and the family starts to sing)''
:'''Lisa:''' You like musicals... don't you, dad?
:'''Homer:''' No, I don't. I think they're bad! They're fake, and phony, and totally wrong!
:'''Bart:''' Wake up dad, you're singing a song!
:'''Homer:''' I wouldn't, I couldn't, I hate that stuff!
:'''Marge:''' Now, Homer, listen, I've had enough! In our family videos, we have plainly seen, you're a singing, dancing, entertainment machine.
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:'''Bart:''' ''(singing)'' Mom was right, you're singing's a sin. You're a Les Misera-blay as Lee Marvi-Ahh!
:''(Homer starts to strangle Bart)''
:'''Marge:''' ''(singing)'' Sure, your dad singing could make your hair curl. But you, too, Bart, have sung and danced like a girl.
:'''Bart:''' Eep.
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:'''Lisa:''' ''(singing)'' That was pretty bad, Bart, but it could have been worse. You could have been carrying a sequined purse!
:'''Bart:''' ''(singing)'' I hate to dance, and prance, and sing. That's really more of a [[Milhouse]] thing!
:'''Marge:''' ''(singing)'' I think you move like a young Baryshinikov!
:''([[Snake]] jumps in through the window and points a shotgun at the family)''
:'''Snake:''' ''(singing)'' Ha, nobody move, or I'll blow your heads off!

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