Dad: Think again, Jimmy. You see, the firing pin in your gun was made of -- yup, zinc.
Jimmy: Come back zinc! Come back...
Dad: Think again, Jimmy. You see, the firing pin in your gun was made of -- yup, zinc.
Jimmy: Come back zinc! Come back...
Jimmy: But I promised Betty I'd pick her up by six. I'd better give her a call.
Dad: Sorry Jimmy. Without zinc for the rotary mechanism, there are no telephones.
Jimmy: Dear God, what have I done?
Jimmy: Hey, what gives?
Dad: You said you wanted to live in a world without zinc, Jimmy. Well, now your car has no battery.
Homer: Hey kids... uh... you haven't seen Maggie around anyplace have you?
Bart and Lisa: Uh-um.
Homer: Well, I gotta go.
Barney: Hey, Homer. I think I've got her! Come on!
Homer: Barney! You're gonna pull her arm off!
Barney: The sooner I get her out, the sooner we can have omelets.
This is Arnie Pye with "Arnie in the Sky." We've got big problems on the Springfield Memorial Bridge, people. Traffic goin' wa-ay back in both directions. And look out at the corner of Fourteenth and Elm, 'cause I just dropped my bagel.
Lisa: Mom, Bart's making faces at me.
Bart: It's a nervous twitch and I'm a little sensitive about it if you don't mind.
Lisa: Mom, he's doing it again. Bart, quit it! Quit it! Hey quit it! Quit it! Quit it! Quit it! Quit it! Mommmm!!
[all speaking at once]
Lisa: Mom, can you sign this permission slip for my field trip? Mom, I hate those pimento things. They make me gag. ... Mom, I can't eat those things!
Bart: Mom, have you seen my lucky red cap? Mom where's my lucky red cap? Mom why aren't you listening to me? Mom, I'm talking to you, hello? Hello? I got a test today. I gotta wear my lucky red cap... Moooom, I need my cap!
Homer: Marge, I split my pants again. Oooh, can I have two sandwiches today? Make them bologna sandwiches too. Can I have two slices of bologna and cheese?
Marge: One at a time! One at a time!
Lisa: Come on, Dad!
Homer: [breathless] It's beautiful.
Lisa: Isn't it though?
Homer: After I catch my breath... can we... go... home?
Aliens: One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock rock! Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock rock! Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock rock! We're gonna rock around the world tonight!
Bart: Oh, this sucks. C'mon snipers. Where are you?
Homer: Look Lisa, honey, I'm sorry I hurt your feelings. But I really had a good time watching football with you. And I think you had a good time with me.
Lisa: Yeah, I did.
Homer: Well, c'mon, we can still watch the Super Bowl together. Can't we? Eh? Huh? [chuckles]
Lisa: [warming] Well, I would like to see what all the fuss is about.
Homer: It's a date! [slyly] So... do you think the Cowboys will beat the spread?
Lisa: [goes cold] Put me down.