1. The Simpsons
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2. D'oh!
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3. Hymns here! I got hymns here!
Get 'em while they're holy!
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4. Fresh from God's brain to your mouth!
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5. And now please rise
for our opening hymn...
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6. uh, "In the Garden of Eden"...
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7. by I. Ron Butterfly.
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8. In the garden of Eden, honey
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9. Don't you know that I love you
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10. In the garden of Eden, baby
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11. Don't you know
that I'll always be true
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12. Hey, Marge, remember
when we used to make out to this hymn?
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13. Shh! Shh! Shh!
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14. Oh, won't ya come with me
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15. And take my hand
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16. Wait a minute.
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17. This sounds like rock and/or roll.
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18. And walk this land
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19. I know one of you
is responsible for this.
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20. So repeat after me: If I withhold
the truth, may I go straight to hell...
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21. where I will eat naught
but burning-hot coals...
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22. and drink naught
but burning-hot cola.
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23. Where fiery demons
will punch me in the back...
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24. where my soul
will be chopped into confetti...
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25. and strewn upon a parade of murderers
and single mothers...
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26. where my tongue will be
torn out by ravenous birds.
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27. Bart did it!
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28. - That Bart right there!
- Milhouse!
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29. Milhouse, you did the right thing.
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30. Bart, come with me
for punishment.
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31. You too, snitchy.
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32. I want you to clean
every one of these organ pipes...
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33. that you have befouled
with your popular music.
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34. You shank!
How could you tell on me?
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35. Well, I didn't want hungry birds
pecking my soul forever.
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36. Soul? Come on, Milhouse.
There's no such thing as a soul.
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37. It's just something
they made up to scare kids...
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38. like the boogeyman,
or MichaelJackson.
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39. But every religion says
there's a soul, Bart.
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40. Why would they lie?
What would they have to gain?
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41. I don't hear scrubbing!
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42. If your soul's real, where is it?
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43. It's kinda in here...
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44. and when you sneeze,
that's your soul trying to escape.
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45. Saying "God bless you"
crams it back in...
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46. and when you die
it squirms out and flies away.
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47. Uh-huh. What if you die in a submarine
at the bottom of the ocean?
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48. Oh, it can swim.
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49. It's even got wheels, in case you die in the desert
and it has to drive to the cemetery.
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50. How can someone with glasses that thick
be so stupid?
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51. Listen, you don't have a soul,
I don't have a soul.
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52. - There's no such thing as a soul!
- Fine.
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53. If you're so sure about that,
why don't you sell your soul to me?
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54. How much you got?
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55. - Five bucks.
- Deal.
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56. There you go.
One soul.
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57. Pleasure doing business with you.
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58. Anytime, chum...
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59. p.
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60. All right, where would you kids
like to eat tonight?
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61. The Spaghetti Laboratory!
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62. Face-Stuffers!
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63. Professor V.J. Cornucopia's Fantastic
Foodmagorium and Great American Steakery.
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64. Well, what about this place?
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65. Moe's.
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66. Aah! Natural light!
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67. Get it off me!
Get it off me!
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68. Oh, I'm sorry.
I thought this was a family restaurant.
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69. Oh, it is. It is.
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70. Just, uh, pull them stools
up to the pool table.
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71. Daddy, this place...
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72. smells like tinkle!
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73. Mm-hmm. I think we'll just go
to the Texas Cheesecake Depository.
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74. Everybody is going
to family restaurants these days.
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75. Seems nobody wants to hang out
in a dank pit no more.
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76. You ain't thinkin' of gettin' rid
of the dank, are ya, Moe?
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77. Ahh, maybe I am.
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78. Ah, but, Moe, the dank-
the dank!
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79. Yeah, family restaurants.
That's where the big bucks are.
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80. I could turn this joint into a place...
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81. where you wouldn't be ashamed
to bring your family!
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82. I'm not ashamed.
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83. Hey, put a coaster under that.
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84. Oh, Lisa!
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85. There's a little present for you
lying in the driveway!
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86. Oh, boy! Really?
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87. Aaah! No! It's dripping
funny-smelling water all over me!
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88. I wasted five bucks on these.
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89. Where'd you get five bucks?
I want five bucks.
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90. - I sold my soul to Milhouse.
- What?
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91. How could you do that?
Your soul is the most valuable part of you.
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92. You believe in that junk?
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93. Well, whether or not
the soul is physically real, Bart...
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94. it's the symbol
of everything fine inside us.
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95. Tsk-tsk-tsk.
Poor, gullible Lisa.
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96. I'll keep my crappy sponges, thanks.
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97. Bart, your soul is the only part of you
that lasts forever.
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98. For five dollars,
Milhouse could own you for a zillion years.
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99. Well, if you think he got such a good deal,
I'll sell you my conscience for 4.50.
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100. I'll throw in
my sense of decency too.
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101. It's a Bart sales event!
Everything about me must go!
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102. Hey, boy. How ya doin'?
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103. Man!
What's gotten into you?
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104. Geez! You're pretty uppity
for someone who eats bugs all day.
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105. Stupid automatic door.
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106. Thank you, door!
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107. Some ice cream guy's gonna see that,
and it'll blow his mind.!
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108. Let me try.
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109. Way to breathe, No-Breath.
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110. This is getting weird.
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111. Sanjay, to the entrance
with the Windex.
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112. Sanjay, to the entrance
with the Windex.
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113. So, come on. I need a name that says
friendly, all-American cooking.
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114. How about
Chairman Moe's Magic Wok?
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115. I like it!
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116. Nah. I want something that says people
can have a nice, relaxing time.
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117. I got it!
Madman Moe's Pressure Cooker!
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118. I like it!
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119. Hey, how about
Uncle Moe's Family Feedbag?
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120. I hate it.
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121. Oh, boy! The deep fryer's here.
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122. I got it used from the navy.
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123. You could flash-fry a buffalo
in 40 seconds.
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124. Forty seconds?
But I want it now!
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125. The Itchy & Scratchy Show
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126. Ah!
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127. I know that's funny,
but I'm just not laughing.
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128. Hmm. Pablo Neruda said laughter
is the language of the soul.
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129. I am familiar with the works
of Pablo Neruda.
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130. I think we should do a test.
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131. D'oh!
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132. Help! Help!
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133. - Somebody help me! I'm stuck in a banister!
- Well?
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134. - Nope. I don't feel a thing.
- That's creepy, Bart.
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135. - I think you really did lose your soul.
- Good boy!
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136. Ow! Ow! Who's doing that?
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137. - Hmm?
- Nothing.
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138. Ow! Help me! Ow!
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139. Why isn't anybody- Ow!
helping?
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140. Hi. Is Milhouse home?
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141. He's playing in the dirt
with his army men.
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142. Oh, and a white piece of paper, I believe.
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143. Cover me, Sarge.
I'm going after Bart's soul.
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144. If the ayatollah can't have it,
no one can!
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145. - Uh, you know, Milhouse-
- Ye-e-e-es?
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146. - Bet you're gettin' tired of that soul, huh?
- No!
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147. Well, suppose someone
wanted to buy it from you.
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148. Oh.
You wanna buy it back, Bart?
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149. Sure. No problem.
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150. - Fifty bucks.
- What?
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151. Who's stupid now, huh?
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152. If you like good food, good fun...
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153. and a whole lot of
crazy crap on the walls...
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154. then come on down
to Uncle Moe's Family Feedbag.
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155. At Moe's, we serve good,
old-fashioned home cooking...
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156. deep-fried to perfection.
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157. Now, that's "Moe" like it!
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158. So bring the whole family-
mom, dad, kids.
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159. Uh, no old people.
They're not covered by our insurance.
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160. It's fun!
And remember our guarantee.
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161. If I'm not smiling when your check comes,
your meal's on me- Uncle Moe!
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162. Come to Uncle Moe's for family fun
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163. It's good, good, good, good
Good-good-good
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164. Mmm! Sounds good.
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165. Mmm!
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166. Hmm. Bart, what's wrong? There's
something a little off about your hug.
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167. Mom, I need to tell you something.
I kind of-
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168. Uh-uh! Uh-uh! Let me guess.
A mother can always tell.
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169. Mm-mmm.
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170. Hmm. It's not fear
of nuclear war.
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171. Mm-mmm.
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172. It's not swim test anxiety.
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173. It almost feels like you're missing something-
something important.
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174. Like I don't have a soul?
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175. Aw, honey.
You're not a monster.
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176. My soul's my best friend.!
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177. My soul's like
a toy that never breaks.
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178. - I'm master blaster!
- My soul can take your soul.!
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179. Bart sold his soul
And that's just swell
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180. Now he's going straight to
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181. Hello, operator
Give me number nine
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182. No soul, huh?
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183. Don't worry.
I'm still behind ya.
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184. Ha-ha!
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185. Ahoy there, friends!
Everybody find a first mate!
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186. Oh! I choose Martin!
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187. Wait. Wait for me!
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188. Bart, it's time to end this dream
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189. And don't forget the standard scream
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190. An alligator with sunglasses?
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191. Huh!
Now I've seen everything.
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192. Hiya, folks.
Welcome to Uncle Moe's.
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193. Aw, look at all
the cute little minors.
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194. Wow, that's Moe.
The guy from the ad!
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195. Right this way, Homer.
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196. And he knows my name!
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197. Street signs indoors?
Whatever!
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198. Now, Rod, you order
anything you want for your big 10-0.
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199. Million-dollar birthday fries!
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200. Uh-oh!
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201. "Moe gets so excited when you order
his million-dollar birthday fries...
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202. he just has to celebrate. "
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203. Here you go! Here I am!
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204. Uncle Moe! Thank you, ma'am!
This'll be a treat!
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205. Uncle Moe!
Here I am, while you eat!
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206. Please take the fries off my head, kid.
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207. The basket is extremely hot.
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208. How are the
southwestern pizza fingers?
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209. Uh, they're, um,
"awesomely outrageous. "
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210. Oh, these look good-
"Guilt-Free Steak-fish Fillets. "
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211. Let me level with you, Marge. That's just
our name for bottom-feeding suction eel.
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212. You don't want that.
Why don't you try Moe's Hobo Chicken Chili.
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213. I start with the best part-
the neck.
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214. And then I add secret hobo spices.
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215. Ooh! Très bien.!
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216. Yeah.
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217. What the hell are you doing, you little freak?
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218. Ooh, sorry, kid. Sorry.
I'm not used to the laughter of children.
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219. It cuts through me
like a dentist's drill.
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220. But, no, that was funny,
you taking away my dignity like that. Ha-ha.
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221. I would like to say grace.
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222. Lord, have mercy on my soul...
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223. and Mom's soul, and Dad's soul,
and Maggie's soul.
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224. And let every soul in Christendom-
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225. Bart!
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226. I can't take this anymore!
I want my soul, and I want it now!
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227. Bart! You didn't finish
your spaghetti and Moe-balls!
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228. Silence, you fool. It can be ours.
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229. Run, boy! Run!
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230. Run for your life...
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231. boy.!
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232. Milhouse.
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233. Milhouse, you win.
I want this nightmare to end.
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234. Leave this place. You are in great danger.
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235. Where's Milhouse?
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236. The one you call Milhouse... is gone.
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237. He went to his grandma's place
while we're sprayin' for potato bugs.
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238. Oh. When Milhouse left, did you notice
if he was carrying a piece of paper?
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239. Oh, yeah. You don't
forget a thing like that.
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240. Oh, God.
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241. Here you go! Here I am!
Uncle Moe! Thank you, ma'am!
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242. This'll be a treat! Uncle Moe!
Here I am, while you eat!
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243. - Yea! Now do it for Terri!
- What, it's your birthday too?
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244. We're twins.
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245. Here you go. Here I am.
Eat your fries. Eat 'em.
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246. Here's you!
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247. Aw, geez. And you got
the stink lines and everything?
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248. Oh, dude, you did not smile.
We eat for free.
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249. Come on, Shoshana.
Let's roll. Ha-ha!
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250. But I sang you the potato stuffings!
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251. Come on!
I sang you the potato stuffings!
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252. Look at the vein on that guy's forehead.
He's gonna blow!
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253. Unkie Moe?
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254. What... is it, sweetheart?
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255. My sodie is too cold.
My teef hurt.
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256. Oh, your "teef" hurt, huh?
Your "teef" hurt?
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257. Well, that's too freakin' bad! I'll tell you
where you can put your freakin' "sodie" too!
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258. Oh, my goodness.!
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259. Ow! My freakin' ears!
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260. Oh, let's go, dear.
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261. Well, I expect that type of language
at Denny's, but not here!
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262. Aw, come on, folks, wait.
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263. Please come back. Please!
I got a new offer.
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264. Whenever Uncle Moe threatens you,
you get a free steak-fish.
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265. Okay, okay, Milhouse's grandmother
lives on 257 th Street...
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266. and I'm on 3rd.
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267. Ohh.
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268. Well, finally, a little luck.
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269. I know you and your wife
and every part of you
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270. Son, you wait here while Daddy tries to
talk some sense into this raving derelict.
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271. Ah, what the hell do you want-
You still owe me $50-
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272. Slow down.
Slow down!
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273. Alfred Hitchcock stole every idea I ever had!
He came into my room and-
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274. Who's been stealing your thoughts?
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275. Did you ever read The Old Curiosity Shop?
They made that with John Gielgud-
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276. I have powers that-
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277. - Hello, Ralph.
- Aah! Uh, hi, Bart.
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278. I know you from school.
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279. Yes.
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280. A simple proposition, Ralph.
How would you like to make a dollar?
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281. Uh, I don't know.
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282. All you have to do is sign a paper
that says I can have your soul.
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283. I need a soul, Ralph.
Any soul.
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284. Yours!
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285. Hey!
What's going on over there?
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286. Go on, take it all.
Get it all outta here.
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287. You know, Moe, you might wanna
keep the fire extinguishers.
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288. Nah.
Too many bad memories.
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289. Well, look at the bright side, Moe-
you still got us.
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290. Yeah. Yeah. You know, that actually
makes me feel a little better.
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291. Why? That was the problem
in the first place.
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292. You were going broke
because we were your only customers.
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293. Wasn't that the problem in the first place,
that you were going broke?
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294. Moe? Moe?
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295. Hey! Moe?
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296. You're thinking about
all the money you blew, aren't ya?
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297. What was it,
50- $60,000? Moe?
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298. Look, maybe it would help if you went over all
the mistakes you made from the beginning. Moe?
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299. - What?
- Let me get a pad.
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300. A caller, at this hour?
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301. You dial "9-1,"
then when I say so, dial "1" again.
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302. Milhouse, please.
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303. Bart, I can't play now.
It's 2:00 a. m.
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304. Milhouse, I gotta have my soul back.
I'll do anything you want.
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305. Uh, well-
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306. Uh, Milhouse, give him back his soul!
I've got work tomorrow!
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307. I'm really sorry. I kinda traded your soul
to the guy at the comic book store.
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308. But look- I got some cool pogs.
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309. Alf pogs!
Remember Alf?
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310. He's back, in pog form!
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311. You traded my soul for pogs?
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312. No!
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313. Close that door.!
You're letting the heat out.!
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314. Shut up, shut up, shut up.!
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315. If you are waiting for
the Hi and Lois signing...
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316. it has been moved
to the Springfield Coliseum.
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317. Please. You have something
of mine on a piece of paper.
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318. Oh. So you're Bart Simpson.
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319. Since my breakfast burrito
is congealing rapidly, I will be blunt.
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320. You are too late.
I sold your soul last night.
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321. Yes, yes. I found a buyer right away
for that item.
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322. - Who?
- I am not at liberty to divulge the party.
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323. But they were most interested
in having possession of a little boy's soul.
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324. Uh, excuse me. No banging your head
on the display case, please.
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325. It contains a very rare Mary Worth...
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326. in which she has advised
a friend to commit suicide, thank you.
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327. Are you there, God?
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328. It's me, Bart Simpson.
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329. I know I never pay
too much attention in church...
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330. but I could really use
some of that good stuff now.
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331. I'm... afraid.
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332. I'm afraid some weirdo's got my soul,
and I don't know what they're doing to it.
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333. I just want it back.
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334. Please?
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335. I hope you can hear this.
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336. Lisa!
You bought this?
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337. With the change in my piggy bank.
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338. There's no change in your piggy bank.
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339. Not in any of the ones
you know about.
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340. - Oh, Lise, thank you.
- Happy to do it.
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341. But you know, Bart,
some philosophers believe...
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342. that nobody is born with a soul...
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343. that you have to earn one through
suffering and thought and prayer...
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344. like you did last night.
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345. Uh-huh.
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346. Ha.! It's like punting on the Thames.
Stroke. Stroke.
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347. Oh!
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348. Shh!
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