Leonard Nimoy: Hello. I'm Leonard Nimoy. The following tale of alien encounters is true. And by true, I mean false. It's all lies. But they're entertaining lies. And in the end, isn't that the real truth? The answer is: No.
Also from the episode where Marge is a cop and Herman is dealing in counterfeit jeans.
Homer: Hmm. I wonder why he's so eager to go to the garage?
Moe: The "garage"? Hey fellas, the "garage"! Well, ooh la di da, Mr. French Man.
Homer: Well what do you call it?
Moe: A car hole!
I always say la di da mr. frech man
Scorpio, cape fear and the plant baseball team are my favourite ones ever.
Mr. Burns: Smithers, is it wrong to cheat in order to win a million dollar bet?
Smithers: Yes, sir.
Mr. Burns: Let me rephrase that. Is it wrong if *I* cheat in order to win a million dollar bet?
Smithers: No, sir. Who would you like killed?
Homer: Please please please, I want to make the team. Clemens, did I make the team?
Roger Clemens: You sure did.
Homer: Woo-hoo! In your face, Strawberry!
Roger Clemens: Wait a minute. Are you Ken Griffey Jr.?
Homer: No.
Roger Clemens: Sorry. Didn't mean to get your hopes up.
Smithers: What are you going to do with the million dollars, sir?
Burns: Oh, I dunno. Throw it on the pile, I suppose.
Ari: Would you care to bet a million dollars on that?
Burns: Oh, if we're going to bet, why don't we make it interesting!
Ari: What, a million dollars isn't interesting to you?
Burns: Oh, did you say a million? I'm, I'm sorry, my mind was elsewhere.
I thought you would start with a small amount, then we would
bait each other, and, well, you know how it goes.
Yes, certainly, a million would be fine.
