Difference between revisions of "The Ten-Inator/Quotes"

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Bartman: [narrating] Another day of Bartman patrolling the city of Springfield. I've solved the Delta Diamond theft... ...recovered the missing Russian microchips... ...stopped Nelson from making fun of Milhouse's hair... ...and picked up a snack... ...all on my way home from school. Now that I'm ten... ...I'm at the top of my game.

Bart: [narrating]That's my stinky sister Lisa. She's just made three mistakes. #1 offering to help a parent... ...#2 finishing homework early... ...and #3 leaving the homework out where anyone can get at it. When she makes it this easy, it wouldn't be right to let it go.

Krusty: --elcome Krusty's special guest...spoiled Euro-trash thrill-seeker, Baron von Wortzenburger. Hey! Hey! Last night, the Baron told your ol' pal Krusty that appearing on live TV was a thrill he'd never experienced... ...and that this "favor" would cancel a certain debt Krusty owed the Baron, so--

Baron von Wörtzenburger: Now zat I am here, it is not ze thrill I had anticipated.

Krusty: Then whaddaya think of this?!?

Baron von Wörtzenburger: Gott! Mein silken underthings!

Hans Moleman: Thirty-eight... thirty-nine...

Patty Bouvier: For the last time, you can't pay for your license with a thousand nickels.

Moleman: I'm not paying for anything. I just don't have a flat counting area at home. Now I'm lost. One... two...

Doctor Colossus: Revenge. I will have my revenge. But what will taste sweetest in my dish of vengeance? What meat will satisfy the taste buds of righteous anger? What delicious broth shall I...? Okay, I'm stopping this metaphor.

Homer: Ahh! Push buttons! Make it stop!

Carl Carlson: Hey, little Homer. Don't be so random.

Lenny Leonard: You could kill us all.

Homer: But I'm only ten! I don't know anything about nukular stuff! These switches confuse me!

Carl: That's funny. My memory's completely intact.

Lenny: Yeah. Other than a newfound sense of joy and wonder, my memory is fine. Whatever happened must have affected Homer differently.

Homer: Uh... differently. Yeah. We'll go with that.

Lisa: Mom. Let me talk to dad.

Marge: In a minute you can both talk to him, but I'm the boss so I go first.

Lisa: I should be first. With this sudden growth spurt, I'm feeling more adult...

Marge: Shh!!! I'm trying to hear...

Lisa: In fact, I feel a surge of complex ideas... seasoned opinions...

Marge: Not while I'm on the phone, you're not. Quiet or I'll scream real loud.

Lisa: Oh, that's real grown up. If you had half my maturity you wouldn't--

Marge: Ahhhhhh! I am screaming now! I am screaming!

Lisa: You're not my boss.

Doctor Colossus: We interrupt this regular TV broadcast to bring you this informative message from Doctor Colossus. Who is chortling now, Springfield?!? One of my inventions actually worked! Look, I don't want money. I don't want power. I just want to laugh at you while you're all weak and small and helpless and ten years old. Heh-heh. You deserve it. Now you know what it felt like to be me all these years. Thanks to my genius, you're all stuck as mewling brats! Forever! Or, I suppose, until someone comes to my lair atop Death Mountain and forces me to reverse the effects of my Ten-Inator Ray. But you're just little kids. You haven't a chance. Inside of a week, your vaunted civilization will collapse into chaos! And it is I who will be doing the laughing. So, to recap: I'm doing the laughing today at you guys. Not the other way around, like when I was driven crazy with the laughing at me, back when I was ten! That's the revenge in a nutshell. Now, here's a word from my sponsor.

Bartman: You called, Chief?

Chief Wiggum: Bartman! Great! You showed up! Heh-heh. Well, we were going to storm Colossus' castle on Death Mountain, but we...uh...ran into a problem that only you can solve.

Bartman: What's that?

Chief Wiggum: We're scared.

Chief Wiggum: Stop! I'm not allowed to car chase you! Wait up! I just wanna talk...really. You're making the Chief of Police cry! Is that what you wanted?

Patty: I hate smoking.

Selma Bouvier: And my teeth... I can feel my teeth!

Homer: Homer's mouth hates beer now.

Marge: No one listens.

Lenny: It's harder to gamble online. Not much... but slightly harder.

Bartman: Whoa. Everybody's here... and nobody's happy!

Bartman: I still have a few tricks up my Bart-sleeve. Like intimidating it with insults!! Stupid gate! Your mother was a barn door! It didn't work. I'm stumped.

Kid Blackula: Criminal masterminds never remember to protect their hinges.

The Amazing Lenny: Ain't it the truth.

Doctor Colossus: This is discouraging. They're in the house. If Brad Garrett never attacks, I've wasted years worth of building booby traps.

Doctor Colossus: It's a lack of foresight and untimely weapon misfires. That's my weakness.

Bartman: No it's not! It's the laughter of ten-year-olds! You said it on TV!! Laugh this guy into submission, Nelson.

The Laughter: Eh. I don't really feel it.

Houseboy: Whaaat?!?

The Laughter: I can't laugh at Doctor Colossus. He's kind of cool. You have to respect his ambition to take over the world... ...and some of his devices are sweet wicked, even if they don't work. Maybe it's because I'm searching for a father figure in a world without grown-ups, but I don't think I can laugh at someone, just because he has big dreams.

Brad Garrett: You're not getting away that easily, Doctor Colossus! Not if Brad Garrett has something to say about it.

Doctor Colossus: Nooooo!