Marge: Hey kids, I scream you scream we all scream for haircuts! Marge: Well good luck getting to your precious mall barber because I'm not driving you. Homer: Kids wanna go to the mall? They're breaking fresh cinebuns which means they're throwing out the old ones.
Song: Who wants their haircut - who, who who who? Homer: Left Below? Where have I heard that before? Lisa: It's the title of the movie. Homer: It's everywhere! Guy: Would you like to take advantage of our Friends of Flanders discount? Homer: No thankyou. Marge: May 18th? That's one week from today. Homer: A week? That's seven days from now!
Moe: I was wondering if you could help save my soul. I've done stuff I aint proud of and the stuff I am proud of is disgusting. Ned: Well looks like someone's having a pre-rapture party. Homer: No Flanders its a meeting of gay witches for abortion, you wouldn't be interested. Lisa: All through history self-anointed seers have predicted the end of the world and they've always been wrong. Homer: But sweetheart I have something they didn't have. A good feeling about this! Homer: Come on Lisa, no one in this family is being left below. Abe: Wait for me! I'm-a-coming! Homer: Don't worry dad, there's a bus coming for you. Drive, drive! Homer: Oh, Lisa you still believe in me don't you. Lisa: Aww, dad if you recall, I never believed in you, not for one second. Homer: Oh that's my girl. Comic Book Guy: Hey Nostra-dumbass. Did the rapture come? I can't recall. Oh in fact I can recall, and it didn't, and you suck. Marge: You couldn't predict 6:00 at 5:30! Homer: Stupid Family, wont even come to my rapture. I went to Lisa's school play which had serious pacing problems.
Greeter: Homer Simpson, welcome to heaven! Now lets get you into some clothes, huh? Homer: I'm comfortable like this. Greeter: Yeah well this is heaven, for everyone.
Greeter: Anything you wish for, you get. Lickety split. Homer: Hmmm :greeter's head explodes: Greeter: Okay just for that your room's next to the kiddy pool, alright Mr. Smarty head exploder. Homer: I'd tip you but I don't have any cash. Greeter: You know you could wish for some. Homer: I could...
