Homer: Look, theres only one thing worse than being a loser, it's being one of those guys who sits in a bar, telling the story of how he became a loser, and I never want that to happen to me! Barney: Please Homer! Moe: Yeah, come on, Homer! Homer: Bah, okay. Otto: I think we lost em! Hey, and we're at the ball park, alright! Two birds with one stone! Okay, everybody out! Smithers: (whispering) Ah, its the Simpsons, sir Burns: Ah, well, if it isn't the Simps! Homer: Uh, Simp-sons sir Burns: Oh, oh yes, Homer, and Marge Simpson. Oh, and these must be Bart, Lisa and uh, Expecting. Smithers: Ah, the card needs to be updated, sir Homer: Thats okay, the babies name isn't important, lets go Marge Bart: Oh wow! There's Flash Bailer! I've gotta get his autograph, he used to be a star! Hey Flash, will you sign my ball! Flash: No Bart: (mumbles) Homer: Whats the matter, boy? Bart: He wouldn't sign my ball! Marge: Well, he's a fine role model! Bart, gimmie that ball! Guy: Hey, Flash, check out the mature quail heading this way! Flash: Hey there little lady, what could Flash do for you! Marge: Here you go, Bart! Bart: Springfield Cosy Court Motel, room 26, how bout it? Homer: Hey Burns! Bart: You throw like my sister, man! Lisa: Yeah, you throw like me! Burns: What do you say we freshen up our drinky-pools? Homer: Dont mind if I do! Burns: Well, Simpsy, you up for another wave? Homer: Alright Burnsey, Woah! Burns: Wah! Homer: Woah! Burns: Wah! Homer: Woah! Burns: Wah! Homer: Woah! Burns: Wah! Homer: Whoo boogie boogie boogie boogie boogie! Whoo boogie boogie boogie boogie! Player: Hey, knock that off or I'll stick this bat where the sun dont shine! Homer: Oh yeah, and where might that be? ooh! Homer: Helen, I'm in a carribean mood tonight, how about giving me Baby Elephant Walk with a little Reggae kinda beat! Jamaican Guy 1: Go Dancin' Homer. Git up mon, Git up! Homer: This was the biggest decision the Simpsons ever faced! I should have listened to the kids instead of my big dumb wife! Oh I shouldn't have called her that, bite my tongue, bite my tongue! Milhouse: "I don't know Bart, I mean i'm gonna miss you and all, but.." Bart: "Come on Milhouse, this way we'll be friends forever" Milhouse: "Well, okay..." (Bart and Milhouse spit on hands) Bart/Milhouse: "Eeeew!" Bart: "I'm gonna miss you spit brother" Milhouse: "I'm gonna miss you spit brother"
