Entertainment & Music The Simpsons Part 3

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Okay son, give him the glue!
 
George: Wimp, am I? Agent Johnson, Agent Heintz, you men stand down. All right, Mister: you want trouble? You're going to get trouble.

Homer: Oh, I want trouble, all right.

George: Then you're going to get trouble.

Homer: No, you're going to get trouble.

George: Oh, that's good, that's good, 'cause I want trouble.

Homer: Then we're agreed there'll be trouble.

George: Oh, yeah, lots of trouble.

Homer: Trouble it is.

George: For you. [walks inside, slams door]

Homer: For -- d'oh!
 

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“Homer, just where were you planning to keep this horse?”
“I’ve got it all figured out. By day it’ll roam free around the neighbourhood, and at night it’ll nestle snugly between the cars in our garage.”
“Dad, no!”
“That’s illegal!”
“That’s for the courts to decide.”
 
Smithers: Is that a "Help Wanted" sign in the window?
Moe: Uh, yeah. I need someone to help me with the midnight beer delivery. Your job is to distract Barney until it's safely off the truck.
Smithers: I'll just wait out back until then.
Barney: I look forward to workin' with ya.
Homer: Mr. Smithers! Wait! You can't let yourself end up in a place like this. You've got two choices. You can give up on yourself and take the Barney-guarding job - like so many of us have contemplated in our darkest moments - or you can admit to yourself there's only one person that can make you happy and do whatever it takes to get them back!
Smither: You're right! But I'm gonna need your help.
<sound of truck backing up, Barney is missing>
Moe: Oh my God!
Delivery Man: Beer delivery. Sign here. No, It's you! Oh boy.
Barney: Gimme that!
 

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