Homer: Marge we had a deal! Your sisters don't come hear after six and I stop eating your lipstick!
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Homer: Chauffer's lisence, eh? Mal, buckle your belt!
Wiggum: Uh, since you're trying to make a getaway in park, I'm guessing you DON'T have a license.
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Wiggum: I'm sorry kids, I don't think we will ever find your greyhounds. Maybe Mr. Burns will sell you one of the 25 he got last night.
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Bart: Basically Krabappel said you'd give the teachers everything they want.
Skinner: She did?
Bart: Yeah. She said you'd fold faster than Superman on laundry day.
