1. FAITH OFF
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2. D'oh!
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3. Oh, Doctor, I'm crazy.
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4. Bill. Bill. Ooh. "Llib."
Wait a minute. Bill. Huh?
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5. Springfield University homecoming?
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6. - Finally, a chance to relive my golden college years.
- Dad, you only took one course.
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7. Remember my love affair with Ali MacGraw?
She used to call me "Preppie." Then she died.
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8. Oh. There's a homecoming parade,
a cocktail party.
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9. Then the big game between Springfield U
and Springfield A&M.
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10. I hate Springfield U so much.
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11. - You went to Springfield U. You hate A&M.
- So much.
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12. My Old dorm room
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13. Marge - Let's matriculate.
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14. You college boys are only
interested in one thing.
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15. - Mmm. Mmm.
- Mmm. Mmm.
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16. Whoa. You're supposed to hang your necktie
on the doorknob if you got a girl in the room.
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17. Or a ski hat if you've
got a picture of a girl.
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18. My old roommates, the nerds.
Ah. You working?
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19. Oh, my, yes. I'm on a secret project that
I'm not at liberty to divulge. Cyborgs.
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20. I invented a program that downloads porn
off the Internet one million times faster.
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21. Does anybody need that much porno?
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22. Oh. One million times.
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23. Yeah. So because of me, all the dorms
now have security phones.
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24. Now let's give a warm alumni welcome,
uh, you know, clapping...
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25. to Springfield U's all-American placekicker,
Anton Lubchenko.
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26. In home country, growing up in filth,
Lubchenko dreams to play U.S.A. football.
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27. - On my father's deathbed, he made me promise-
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28. Long story short.
Go, Springfield U!
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29. - Yes. Thank you, Anton.
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30. Now, folks, a 7-5 football season
doesn't come cheap...
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31. - and this is a fund-raiser.
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32. Seal the exits.
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33. Thank you. Thank you.
Come on, hurry up.
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34. - All right now, let's empty our pockets.
- Make me.
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35. Professor Rocko,
Chancellor Knuckles?
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36. Wait- I-
Okay.
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37. All right. Okay.
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38. Get every dime.
The Whifflesnops need new cummerbunds.
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39. I'm beginning to think this alumni party
was just a ruse to get our money.
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40. That dean is gonna
get an indignant e-mail.
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41. You should do it
with bold red letters.
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42. My computer has 512 shades of red.
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43. Have you nerds forgotten everything
I taught you?
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44. This calls for a prank.
I see... a bucket.
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45. Oh, this is gonna be so great.
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46. I think I know that guy. He ran over the dean
five years ago. Punch up that picture.
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47. All right, now age the picture five years.
That's him.
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48. - Good work. Now let's see
who's having sex in the library.
- Aw, they scrambled it.
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49. So when Dean Peterson
opens this door...
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50. this bucket of super glue
is gonna drop right on his head.
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51. What the-
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52. Oh, real original.
Who did this?
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53. - Kappa Gamma Tau.
- Last in grades, first in pranks.
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54. - Good evening, gentlemen.
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55. Oh, that's it.
You're through, Dean.
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56. Now who's the dean?
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57. Sorry, Dad.
It just won't budge.
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58. I tried greasing the bucket with bacon fat,
but your father kept eating it.
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59. Well, couldn't you try a nondelicious fat?
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60. Oh, there's no such thing.
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61. Hmm. I'm afraid it's hopeless.
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62. Beneath that bucket,
he's more glue than man.
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63. So he's stuck like this forever?
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64. Oh, now don't fret. These days the victims
of comedy traumas, or "traumadies"...
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65. can still lead rich, full lives.
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66. Hi.
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67. Uh, sorry.
But these guys crack me up.
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68. What guys?
I want to see the freaks.
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69. Okay, hang on, Homer.
Two eye holes coming up.
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70. Easy. Easy.
Too far.
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71. - Homer, maybe I should drive.
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72. - What? I can see fine.
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73. That had nothing
to do with the bucket.
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74. Oh. Where are we?
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75. Brother Faith's Revival?
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76. for the healing love of Brother Faith.
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77. Whoo! Good Lord.
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78. - [ Cheering, Applauding ]
- Oh, I feel it in my belly now, Springfield.
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79. - Mmm. Can you feel the power?
- Yes!
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80. - Do you want to be saved?
- Yes!
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81. Now correct me if I'm incorrect...
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82. but was I told that it's untrue that
people in Springfield have no faith?
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83. - Was I not misinformed?
- Well, I don't know-
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84. - The answer I'm looking for is yes.
- Yes!
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85. - What ails you, my son?
- I done "spraint" my elbow bone...
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86. so it goes in
the "opposited" direction.
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87. Ohh! The power of faith compels you. Heal.
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88. - Take that, Satan.
- Praise the Lord.
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89. - Hallelujah. Hallelujah.
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90. It was a miracle
and it was gross. Cool.
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91. What affliction "be-plagues" you,
my friend?
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92. - Come again?
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93. He paralyzed his vocal cords cramming
too many "K" sounds into a punch line.
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94. Oh, mercy. Well, I'm not sure there's
anything I can do for- Feel the power!
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95. - Release this clown!
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96. Have you gone completely fakakta?
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97. Hey, I got my comedy K's back.
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98. King Kong coldcocked Kato Kaelin.
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99. Hey, you gentiles are all right.
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100. Wow. Is there anything
he can't do?
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101. Cure me! Cure me!
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102. Brother, I sense you are feeling
trapped and desperate.
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103. Yeah. And I got a bucket on my head.
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104. Oh. My, Satan really
jammed that thing on good.
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105. I'm gonna need a holy helper.
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106. - Someone who believes.
- No.
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107. Okay, moving on.
I need someone with the power.
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108. This golden-haired little boy.
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109. Son, lay hands upon your father's
burdensome bucket.
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110. Now proclaim, "I have the power."
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111. - I have the power.
- Oh, say it like you mean it, boy.
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112. I... have... the power.
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113. - I have the power!
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114. I see the light.
It burns.
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115. Hallelujah! Behold.
This child has the power.
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116. Uh, miracle boy.
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117. I believe I had hair. Oh, here they are.
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118. Ah, you two were great tonight.
You didn't bite me or anything.
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119. - Oh, how's that little rattle doing?
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120. Excuse me, Brother Faith.
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121. I gotta know. How did you really
get the bucket off my dad's head?
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122. Well, I didn't, son. You did.
God gave you the power.
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123. Really? Hmm. I would think
he would want to limit my power.
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124. Oh, yes, Lord.
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125. When I was your age,
I was a hell-raiser too.
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126. My slingshot was my cross. But I saw
the light and changed my wicked ways.
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127. I figure I'll go for the life of sin...
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128. followed by the presto-change-o
deathbed repentance.
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129. Wow. That's a good angle.
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130. But that's not God's angle.
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131. Why not spend your life
helping people instead?
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132. Then you're also covered
in case of sudden death.
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133. Full coverage? Hmm.
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134. Then I said, "I have the power."
And the bucket came off.
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135. Cool.
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136. Can you heal me? I can't breathe good
and it makes me sleepy.
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137. I'll give it a whirl, Ralphie boy.
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138. - Devil, be gone.
- Ow!
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139. - My milk money. And my milk.
- Ew!
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140. - You did it, Bart.
- He really does have the power.
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141. Go forth and spread the word.
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142. - Spread it!
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143. Bart, I hope you don't
believe your own hype.
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144. Number of miracles performed by Bart, two.
Number performed by Lisa, zero.
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145. How can you believe
all this mumbo jumbo?
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146. The bucket came off Dad's head
because the bright lights heated it...
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147. causing the metal to expand.
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148. Heat makes metal expand.
Now who's talking mumbo jumbo?
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149. Mmm!
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150. I can't come up with an idea for
my homecoming float. Do it for me.
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151. What have you got so far?
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152. That's nice. But maybe your homecoming float
should have something to do with college.
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153. Yeah, you're right.
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154. - I think Godzilla's bigger than Superman.
- It's not to scale.
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155. In his letter to the Corinthians...
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156. Paul instructed them
to send 10 copies...
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157. to the Thessalonians
and the Ephesians.
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158. But the Ephesians broke the chain
and were punished by-
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159. I got two words for this sermon.
[ Snores, Whistles ]
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160. Am I boring you, Bart?
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161. Well, to be honest, yes.
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162. Hey, I'm doing the best
with the material I have.
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163. - But church can be fun.
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164. No, really. It can be a crazy party
with clouds and lasers and miracles.
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165. - And chili fries.
- A real preacher knows
how to bring the Bible alive...
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166. through music and dancing
and Tae Bo.
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167. He's kicking it old-school.
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168. Never give them an opening.
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169. Three, two, one, pull!
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170. That exterminator tent will be perfect
for your revival meeting.
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171. - Mmm. Maybe we should air it out a little.
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172. Ahh.
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173. Uh, excuse me, neighbor.
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174. Uh, yeah. I-I couldn't help but notice
you picked pretty much all of my flowers.
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175. - Can't make a float without flowers.
- Oh, true enough.
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176. But, uh, did you have to salt the earth
so nothing would ever grow again?
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177. Yeah.
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178. - How many of you are in horrible pain?
- Yes!
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179. Then put your souls together
for Brother... Bart.
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180. Satan, eat my shorts.
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181. Perhaps it's time to fight
razzle with dazzle.
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182. - Is he killing that guitar, Daddy?
- Yes, Son.
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183. Song's over, Milhouse.
But you're welcome.
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184. Nice doggie.
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185. - Milhouse!
- Bury me at Make Out Creek.
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186. Oh, Milhouse, this is my fault.
I'm so sorry.
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187. That's okay.
You can just heal me again, right?
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188. - Well, I don't think I can.
- Please. This cast is real itchy.
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189. And I tried to scratch
and the fork got stuck in there.
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190. - And I think there was some food on the fork.
- Ew.
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191. Okay. I'll see what I can do.
Heal. Heal.
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192. - Oh, it always does that.
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193. Milhouse, I can't help you.
I am no healer.
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194. Could you tell my mom I'm here?
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195. Big game fever is
reaching a fevered pitch...
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196. as the fevered rivalry between Springfield U
and Springfield A&M spreads like wild fever-
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197. Th-This is writing?
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198. I'm sorry, Uncle Kent.
I lost my thesaurus.
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199. Thesaurus.
You'll lose more than that-
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200. In preparation for the big game...
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201. Springfield Stadium has caught
additional seating capacity fever.
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202. Whoo-hoo. Go, S.U.!
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203. A&M is gonna kick
your ivy-covered butts.
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204. Yeah? Well, you went to a cow college.
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205. Oh, you're only calling us a cow college
'cause we were founded by a cow.
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206. Whoa, Nellie. We have ourselves
a barn burner here today.
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207. Welcome to the 1 1 7 th dust up between
the Snortin' Swine of Springfield A&M...
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208. and the Springfield University Nittany Tide.
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209. Oh, Doctor!
Break out the hickory switch.
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210. - Okay, who needs another lamb rack?
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211. Lisa? Ham hock? Tri-tip?
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212. Do we have any food that
wasn't brutally slaughtered?
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213. Well, I think the veal might
have died of loneliness.
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214. Well, hang onto
your hoopskirts, folks...
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215. because Anton Lubchenko is gonna be
kicking higher than a mule on payday.
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216. Oh, Land O'Lakes,
take that ozone layer.
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217. - What a glorious day to be that man's foot.
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218. Whoa! Anna, get your radar gun, 'cause
that tamale was one tall drink of water.
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219. Wow. He should have his foot
insured by Lloyd's of London.
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220. Oh, you just know what everyone
should do, don't you, Marge?
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221. - Ladies and gentlemen,
pour a little cider on those peepers...
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222. 'cause here comes the halftime parade.
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223. I forgot my float.
Quick. Pass me down.
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224. Stop that.
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225. Okay, Lise.
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226. - If they don't have tabbouleh,
what's your second choice?
- They'll have tabbouleh.
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227. You're the miracle boy
with the healing hands, arr, ain't ya?
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228. Nah. I don't do that anymore.
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229. So I guess I'll have to see someone else
about my crippling depression.
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230. Arr. Arr.
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231. Wow. And I thought he had it all.
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232. An overdue tribute to halftime itself.
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233. And as those lumbering ships of
the gridiron sail off into our memories...
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234. the players return to the field.
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235. Ahh! Hang on!
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236. - And what's this?
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237. Wait! Wait! I got a float too.
Listen up, 'cause I gotta explain a lot of it.
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238. - Boo?
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239. - Hey, look out! He's nuts!
- Look out!
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240. Out of the way, Baryshnikov!
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241. - He hit the star player.
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242. Oh. Dad has the worst luck
when he's drinking.
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243. - Now does this hurt?
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244. Just a simple yes or no.
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245. Oh, I only wanted to
show my school spirit.
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246. I wagered a large sum on the performance
of that scholar athlete.
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247. No, wait. I got a kid who's a miracle worker.
He'll heal him up real good.
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248. - Well, he'd better. Or else-
- Or else what?
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249. Oh, right. The ice pick.
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250. Bart, I need a miracle.
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251. Sorry, Dad. I can't just magically
cure a broken leg.
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252. Ahh! Please, Bart. You've gotta
use your powers. I'm beggin' ya.
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253. - Son, I'm afraid that leg is hanging by a thread.
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254. Lubchenko must return to game.
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255. Oh, your playing days
are over, my friend.
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256. But you can always fall back
on your degree in... Communications?
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257. Oh, dear Lord.
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258. I know. Is phony major.
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259. Lubchenko learn nothing.
Nothing.
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260. Bart, do your thing.
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261. Okay, God. If you did give me
a power, let it work now.
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262. Not just for me,
but for my dad.
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263. Heal. Heal. Heal!
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264. Oh, Doctor! With S.U. behind
and seconds left...
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265. my supply of homespun sayings is lower
than a doodlebug in Aunt Tillie's root cellar.
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266. - So we'll- Oh, jumpin' crawdaddies!
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267. Is that Lubchenko
coming back on the field?
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268. Yea!
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269. Bart did it. And they're
gonna try for a field goal.
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270. A field goal?
Hmm, 1 9, 20, 21 -
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271. That would win the game.
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272. Ohh.
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273. - Aw.
- Ohh.
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274. Ohh.
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275. I did it! I did it!
My leg, it broke off.
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276. - Whoa.
- Yes!
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277. Poor guy.
He lost his leg.
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278. Oh, no, no. The fans will whoop it up
with that leg tonight.
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279. You know, drink beer
out of it and so on.
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280. But it'll turn up in the morning,
and I'll sew it back on.
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281. - Will that really work?
- Well, I assume so.
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282. - As long as I have Bart's healing powers.
- Why won't anybody listen to me?
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283. I don't have any special powers.
I am not a healer.
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284. Fine.
More money for me.
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285. - Shh!
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