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− | :'''[[Bart]]''' | + | :'''[[Bart Simpson|Bart]]:''' [[Homer Simpson|Homer]], I've never been producer of you than I am right now. |
− | :'''[[Marge]]''' | + | :'''[[Marge Simpson|Marge]]:''' Bart, I wish you wouldn't encourage your father to entter binge-eating contests. |
− | :''' | + | :'''Bart:''' But his isn't just any eat-a-thon, mom. It's the triple crown! |
− | :''' | + | :'''Marge:''' Mmmmmmmm. |
− | :''' | + | :'''Bart:''' It's apple, hot dog and oyster shucking and eating contest. |
− | :''' | + | :'''Marge:''' Hrmmm. That means I'll be up all night. I know how Homer gets when he eats oysters. |
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− | :'''[[Lisa]]''' | + | :'''[[Lisa Simpson|Lisa]]:''' How's dad? |
− | :'''[[Dr. Hibbert]]''' | + | :'''[[Julius Hibbert|Dr. Hibbert]]:''' Well, I have some good news and some bad news. The good news is the damage to the brain was isolated to a very small area. The bad news is that is seems Homer overloaded the food pleasure center of his brain. |
− | :''' | + | :'''Marge:''' Which means? |
− | :''' | + | :'''Homer:''' I'll never enjoy food again. |
− | :''' | + | :'''Lisa, Bart, & Marge:''' [GASP!] |
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− | :''' | + | :'''Marge:''' Homer, did you want the regular or BBQ pork rinds? |
− | :''' | + | :'''Homer:''' Whatever. |
− | :''' | + | :'''Lisa:''' Look on the bright side, mom. Dad is slimming down. |
− | :''' | + | :'''Marge:''' Every pound he loses tells the whole town that I'm a wife who can't fulfil her husbands's needs. Look at all those judgemental gazes! [[Agnes Skinner]]. [[Helen Lovejoy]]. [[Maude Flanders]]. Maude Flanders? |
− | :'''[[Ned]]''' | + | :'''[[Ned Flanders|Ned]]:''' What? Sometimes I like to dress in Maude's clothes to remember her better. There's nothing in the [[Holy Bible!|bible]] against it. |
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− | :'''[[Hyman Krustofsky]]''' | + | :'''[[Hyman Krustofsky]]:''' So it is true. |
− | :'''[[Krusty]]''' | + | :'''[[Krusty the Clown|Krusty]]:''' Papa! |
− | :''' | + | :'''Hyman Krustofsky:''' My son, the Doctor! You've made me the happiest Rabbi in all of [[Springfield]] and the greater tri-city area. |
− | :''' | + | :'''Krusty:''' It's just until Dr. Huxtable and Quacky von Malpractice are back on their feet. |
− | :''' | + | :'''Hyman Krustofsky:''' So if they don't make it, you'll never go back to clowing? |
− | :''' | + | :'''Krusty:''' I guess not. |
− | :''' | + | :'''Dr. Hibbert:''' Get him out of here! He was trying to pull the plug on us. |
− | :''' | + | :'''Hyman Krustofsky:''' It look frayed. I was just checking for faulty wiring. |
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− | :''' | + | :'''Dr. Hibbert:''' Attention everyone! I'm back. And to a lesser extent, so is Dr. Nick. |
− | :'''[[Dr. Nick]]''' | + | :'''[[Nick Riviera|Dr. Nick]]:''' Hi, everybody! All right, that's a little creept. |
− | :''' | + | :'''Dr. Hibbert:''' See here, we're the real doctors! |
− | :'''[[Ms. Hoover]]''' | + | :'''[[Ms. Hoover]]:''' Will you two keep it down? We're here to see Krusty. He's a better doctor than the two of you ever were! |
− | :'''[[Eddie]]''' | + | :'''[[Eddie]]:''' Yeah, you never even made me giggle once during my colonoscopy! |
− | :''' | + | :'''Dr. Hibbert:''' I... I guess we're not needed anymore. |
− | :''' | + | :'''Dr. Nick:''' Bye, everydoy. |
Revision as of 12:35, September 30, 2014
- Bart: Homer, I've never been producer of you than I am right now.
- Marge: Bart, I wish you wouldn't encourage your father to entter binge-eating contests.
- Bart: But his isn't just any eat-a-thon, mom. It's the triple crown!
- Marge: Mmmmmmmm.
- Bart: It's apple, hot dog and oyster shucking and eating contest.
- Marge: Hrmmm. That means I'll be up all night. I know how Homer gets when he eats oysters.
- Lisa: How's dad?
- Dr. Hibbert: Well, I have some good news and some bad news. The good news is the damage to the brain was isolated to a very small area. The bad news is that is seems Homer overloaded the food pleasure center of his brain.
- Marge: Which means?
- Homer: I'll never enjoy food again.
- Lisa, Bart, & Marge: [GASP!]
- Marge: Homer, did you want the regular or BBQ pork rinds?
- Homer: Whatever.
- Lisa: Look on the bright side, mom. Dad is slimming down.
- Marge: Every pound he loses tells the whole town that I'm a wife who can't fulfil her husbands's needs. Look at all those judgemental gazes! Agnes Skinner. Helen Lovejoy. Maude Flanders. Maude Flanders?
- Ned: What? Sometimes I like to dress in Maude's clothes to remember her better. There's nothing in the bible against it.
- Hyman Krustofsky: So it is true.
- Krusty: Papa!
- Hyman Krustofsky: My son, the Doctor! You've made me the happiest Rabbi in all of Springfield and the greater tri-city area.
- Krusty: It's just until Dr. Huxtable and Quacky von Malpractice are back on their feet.
- Hyman Krustofsky: So if they don't make it, you'll never go back to clowing?
- Krusty: I guess not.
- Dr. Hibbert: Get him out of here! He was trying to pull the plug on us.
- Hyman Krustofsky: It look frayed. I was just checking for faulty wiring.
- Dr. Hibbert: Attention everyone! I'm back. And to a lesser extent, so is Dr. Nick.
- Dr. Nick: Hi, everybody! All right, that's a little creept.
- Dr. Hibbert: See here, we're the real doctors!
- Ms. Hoover: Will you two keep it down? We're here to see Krusty. He's a better doctor than the two of you ever were!
- Eddie: Yeah, you never even made me giggle once during my colonoscopy!
- Dr. Hibbert: I... I guess we're not needed anymore.
- Dr. Nick: Bye, everydoy.