1. D'oh!
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2. You sure look stupid
in that green dress, Lise.
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3. That's funny.
I don't feel stupid.
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4. Hey. Everybody's wearing green.
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5. - Oh, no.
- Pinch!
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6. Happy St. Patrick's Day, loser!
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7. Ow! Quit it!
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8. It's the wearin' of the green, Bart!
Pinch, pinch, pinch!
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9. - No one's pinching his legs.
- Pinch, pinch, pinch, pinch!
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10. Oh!
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11. Oh!
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12. It's been St. Patrick's Day for hours,
and I'm still not drunk yet!
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13. Oh, it's never gonna be 9:00.
Moe! Moe!
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14. Thank God you're here.
We'd like to come in and drink, please.
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15. - We kicked down the back door,
but then there was a metal door.
- Yeah, all right. Listen up.
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16. This is the busiest
drinking day of the year.
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17. Where are the designated drivers?
Beat it!
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18. I got no room for cheapskates.
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19. Top of the mornin' to ye
on this gray, drizzly afternoon.
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20. Kent O'Brockman live
on Main Street where today...
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21. everyone is a little bit Irish...
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22. except, of course,
for the gays and the Italians.
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23. All right, then.
Move along.
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24. - Nothin' to see here.
- Show's over, folks.
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25. - Parades just bring out so many emotions in me-
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26. joy, excitement, looking.
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27. Mom, can I go buy one of those
long, plastic horns?
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28. Oh, Bart,
we've bought those before...
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29. and you always just throw them
out the car window on the ride home.
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30. I get bored with them.
But that won't happen this time.
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31. Beep-beep! Comin' through!
Hey, Notre Dame, move it or lose it.
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32. A-oo-ga! Will the owner of the great
big butt please move it out of my face.
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33. - Climb it, man! All right!
- Hey, Ma, I'm on TV!
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34. - Hey, where's that weather chick?
- Ooh! This is some wicked party, huh?
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35. - Hey, have you seen Sully?
- Get away from here!
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36. Hey! I need that pencil!
Ladies and gentlemen, what you are seeing...
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37. is a total disregard for the things
St. Patrick's Day stands for.
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38. All this drinking, violence,
destruction of property-
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39. Are these the things we think of
when we think of the Irish?
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40. Hey, give me some room!
Watch the elbow, Seamus!
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41. Hey, look, everybody!
Free beer!
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42. Open your yaps, boyos!
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43. Hey, what the- Oh!
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44. Everybody-
Everybody get naked!
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45. Come on. Don't be stuck-up.
It's going to be great.
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46. Well, why not?
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47. This party's just getting started!
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48. Stop the celebration!
That small boy is drunk!
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49. - Yea, Bart!
- Yea!
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50. Look at me!
I'm the prime minister of Ireland!
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51. Hey, Homer,
ain't that your kid on TV?
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52. What are you lookin' at?
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53. "What are you looking at?"
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54. The innocent words
of a drunken child.
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55. Well, I'll tell you what we're looking at,
young man. A town gone mad!
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56. A town whose very conscience was washed away
in a tide of beer and green vomit.
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57. - I'm going down to Moe's for a couple beers.
- I'll come with you.
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58. No! No more drinking.
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59. I'm tired of looking like
the world's worst mother.
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60. Oh, honey, you're not
the world's worst mother.
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61. What about that
freezer lady in Georgia?
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62. - But what's the solution?
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63. Are we so bereft of ideas
that we must revive...
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64. the antiquated notion of prohibition?
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65. Channel 6 says yes.
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66. Prohibition.
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67. They tried that in the movies,
and it didn't work.
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68. I predict this is the last
we'll be hearing about prohibition.
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69. We want prohibition!
We want prohibition!
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70. You can't seriously want
to ban alcohol.
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71. It tastes great,
makes women appear more attractive...
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72. and makes a person virtually
invulnerable to criticism.
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73. Won't somebody
please think of the children?
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74. - What kind of an example are we setting?
- Ladies, please.
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75. All our founding fathers,
astronauts and World Series heroes...
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76. have been either drunk
or on cocaine.
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77. Uh, uh, uh, wait. Lookee here.
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78. Seems there's been a prohibition law
on the books in Springfield for 200 years.
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79. It's just never been enforced.
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80. - Get out of here, old clerk guy.
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81. There's also a law requiring
ducks to wear long pants.
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82. Wait a minute!
Let me see that!
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83. Well, I'll be darned.
Long pants.
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84. Read the other one,
the non-duck one.
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85. "And spirituous beverages
are hereby prohibited...
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86. under penalty of catapult."
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87. Did you see this, Bernice?
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88. Eh- Oh, my.
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89. No, we're not worried.
Our customers buy Duff...
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90. for its robust taste,
not its alcoholic content.
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91. I predict our new
alcohol-free Duff Zero...
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92. will sell even better
than our previous brand.
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93. Oh!
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94. Well, that's the end of me.
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95. Dateline, Springfield.
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96. With prohibition back in force, sobriety's
peaceful slumber was shattered...
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97. by its noisy neighbor,
the speakeasy.
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98. Glad you're finally
back in business, Moe.
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99. Yeah. That was a scary couple of hours.
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100. The suppliers of the illegal booze-
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101. gangsters-
running truckloads of smuggled hooch...
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102. all the way from Shelbyville.
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103. - And John Law was helpless.
- You didn't see nothin'.
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104. I don't know why
people are always bad-mouthing the Mafia.
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105. Whoo! Wa-ho!
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106. So!
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107. Better turn on
the old Wiggum charm.
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108. Pervert!
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109. Oh, boy.
That sounded bad.
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110. We demand you bring in a police chief
who will enforce the prohibition law.
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111. Demand? Who are you to demand
anything? I run this town!
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112. You're just a bunch
of low-income nobodies!
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113. Uh, election in November.
Election in November.
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114. What? Again?
This stupid country.
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115. With rum-running
hoodlums in the catbird seat...
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116. Springfield sent for the one man who could
clean up the town and shoot the gangsters-
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117. Rex Banner.
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118. Whoa! Whoa! Ow! Hey, I was watching that.
And I was sittin' there.
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119. Rex Banner.
I'm running this department now.
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120. Wiggum, you're out,
suspended indefinitely!
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121. Huh?
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122. Tuck in that shirt!
Get those shoes shined!
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123. Take that badge out of your mouth!
You're police officers.
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124. Well, what are you waiting for,
somebody to kiss you good-bye?
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125. Well? No, no, no.
I guess not.
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126. Wasting no time,
Rex Banner tore into the bootleggers...
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127. like a chippie
tearing into a lobster.
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128. How do you know you don't like bribes
if you've never taken one?
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129. - Here.
- Say, this is nice.
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130. - No! No bribes!
- Okay, you win.
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131. - From now on, we'll stick to smuggling heroin.
- See that you do!
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132. At first, I thought prohibition
was a good thing.
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133. People were drinking more
and having a lot more fun.
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134. But without beer,
prohibition doesn't work.
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135. Hey, hi. Can I arrest
any of you people for anything?
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136. - No.
- Aw, geez. I don't have anything to do anymore.
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137. With Banner around, alcohol and crime
are history in this town...
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138. and so am I.
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139. Now, don't say that!
Alcohol is a way of life.
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140. Alcohol is my way of life,
and I aim to keep it.
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141. Sounds like you have a plan.
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142. Maybe I do, Chief.
Maybe I do.
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143. - Come on, boy. Think of a plan.
- I'm tryin', Dad!
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144. Kent Brockman at the now-closed
Duff bottling plant...
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145. where a mysterious person in black
keeps a solitary vigil.
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146. - I've got it!
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147. We're going out, Marge!
If we don't come back, avenge our deaths!
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148. - All right!
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149. Whoa! Bonanza!
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150. - Let's load it up before the rats regroup.
- Right.
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151. Now, remember,
don't mention this to anyone-
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152. not to your mother,
not Rex Banner, not anyone!
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153. Rex Banner. What a dope!
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154. Yeah. Look at him try
to aim that stupid gun.
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155. Hang on, Son!
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156. - Dad, knocking over a gravestone is bad luck.
- Really? I heard good.
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157. What happened to you, Homer?
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158. - And what have you done to the car?
- Nothin'.
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159. I don't think
it had broken axles before.
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160. Before! Before! You're livin' in the past,
Marge. Quit livin' in the past.
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161. That's funny.
I used to be able to go down there.
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162. - Going bowling. Not back, avenge deaths.
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163. Why do you have
so many bowling balls?
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164. Oh! I'm not gonna lie to you, Marge.
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165. - So long!
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166. - [Car Doors Slamming Shut, Tires Screeching]
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167. Aw, rats.
Another gutter ball.
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168. - Gee, Homer, you sure do suck tonight.
- Yeah, suck like a fox!
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169. There you go, Barn.
That'll be 45 bucks.
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170. Forty-five bucks?
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171. This better be the best-tastin' beer
in the world.
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172. You got lucky.
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173. You see, boy?
The real money's in bootlegging...
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175. Oh. So many wasted nights.
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176. - What's the matter, Chief?
- Yeah. You've barely touched
your Banana Kaboom.
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177. This isn't a very happy birthday
for Rex Banner.
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178. Hello, fishies!
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179. - Listen, rummy!
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180. I'm gonna say it plain and simple.
Where'd you pinch the hooch?
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181. - Is some blind tiger jerking suds on the side?
- Yes?
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182. Wait a minute.
I forgot to make sure...
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183. the coast was clear.
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184. Ah, it's probably clear.
Let's go.
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185. - Beer!
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186. I can explain, Marge.
Please let me explain.
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187. Oh, why won't you let me explain?
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188. You're the one the papers
have been talking about-
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189. that mysterious Beer Baron who's been
supplying Springfield with alcohol.
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190. How have you been
getting away with this?
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191. Well-
And I can explain, remember?
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192. I fill the balls with beer that I found
at the dump. And then I bowl them...
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193. and some underground pipes
take them into Moe's.
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194. Homer, that's very clever.
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195. - Huh?
- Mom?
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196. Well, it is. I've known your father
since high school...
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197. and this is the cleverest thing
he's ever done.
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198. Besides, he's only breaking
a silly, 200-year-old law.
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199. It is silly, Marge.
And look at all the money I'm making!
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200. - Whoo!
- Mom!
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201. Prohibition may be unpopular,
but it's the law, and we still have-
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202. Go to your room, Lisa!
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203. Open up, Curly!
This is a raid!
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204. A raid? Curly?
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what you expect to find...
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neighborhood pet shop.
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208. Pet shop, eh?
Well, I just have one question.
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209. What kind of pet shop is filled with rambunctious
yahoos and hot jazz music at 1:00 a. m?
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210. Um- Oh.
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211. The best damn pet shop in town!
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212. - Yeah!
- All right.
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alligators may seem like a cute idea for a pet...
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215. Let's go, boys.
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216. Ow! Those gears down there really hurt.
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217. You're out there somewhere,
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219. No, you won't.
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220. - Yes, I will.
- Won't.
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The elusive Beer Baron...
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222. continued to thumb his nose
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223. Swaggering about in a garish new hat,
he seemed to say...
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224. "Look at me, Rex Banner.
I have a new hat. '"
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225. Hey, boy, get cracking.
Moe upped his order to 20 balls a night.
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226. - Uh, Dad-
- Call me Beer Baron.
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227. All the beer from the landfill is gone,
Beer Baron. We're out of business.
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228. But I can't be out of beer.
I'm the Beer Baron!
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229. Homer, my customers are sobering up...
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stick around for the "ambiance."
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231. - You gotta get me more beer!
- Sorry, I'm all out.
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232. How about some turpentine?
Or caulk? Delicious caulk?
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233. Look, find it, buy it, make it-
I don't care.
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234. - Just get me some booze, and fast!
- Make it, eh?
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235. Forty-two bathtubs, please.
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236. - You know, they're 50 for $3,000 today.
- I said 42!
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237. Now you're making
your own alcohol?
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238. That's even more illegal
than what you were doing before.
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239. Remember, honey...
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an unjust law here.
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241. We're patriots,
like all those people in jail.
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242. Who wants a bathtub mint julep?
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243. Mm-hmm!
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244. - Are you the Beer Baron?
- Well, if you're talking about root beer...
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245. I plead guilt-diddily-ilty
as char-diddily-arged.
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246. He's not the Baron.
But he sounds drunk. Take him in.
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247. - Are you the Beer Baron?
- Yes, but only by night.
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248. By day, I'm a mild-mannered reporter
for a major metropolitan newspaper.
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249. - Don't crack wise with me, tubby.
- Tubby?
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250. Oh, yes, tubby.
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251. - Hey, Banner, how's it hangin'?
- None of your business.
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252. - What on earth happened down there?
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253. - One of the stills-
- Uh, nothing, Marge.
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254. I think it must've been
that bean I had for dinner.
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255. Kaboom! Blam!
Oh, excuse me again, dear.
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256. Homer, there's no point in pretending
you're making those noises.
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257. Your homemade liquor
is exploding again.
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258. - What, dear? Kablamo!
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259. You made some money and had the fun
of being a wanted criminal.
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260. - Why not quit now while you're ahead?
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261. Boom.
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262. - I'll be right back.
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263. Oh, it's hot! Oh!
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264. Ooh!
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265. I thought about what you said, honey,
and I've decided to quit.
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266. Oh, well, fun's over.
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267. - But I still have my wonderful money.
- Stick 'em up!
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268. Geez! What happened to you, Wiggum?
You look terrible.
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269. Yeah, never mind how I look.
Are you gonna give me the money or not?
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270. Well, I don't think so. You don't even
have a trigger on that thing.
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271. Yeah, I had to sell the trigger and
most of the handle to feed my family.
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272. Come on! Give me the dough!
I can throw this pretty hard!
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273. - Poor Wiggum.
- Poor Wiggum.
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274. - I'll bet you really hate Rex Banner, huh?
- Um, who?
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275. - The guy who took your job.
- Oh, yeah.
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277. Hey, how would you like
to show him up...
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278. by beating him at his own game?
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279. I'm happy to report that the flow
of illegal liquor seems to have dried up...
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280. public drunkenness has ceased,
and those mysterious liquor clouds...
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281. over Evergreen Terrace are gone.
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282. People, Rex Banner has won
your war against alcohol!
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283. - What about the Beer Baron?
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284. I suspect he was just
an invention of the media.
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285. The idea that someone like that could
operate under my very nose is laughable.
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286. Well, you all know
what laughter sounds like.
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287. We now go live to Evergreen Terrace
where I'm informed...
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288. that former Police Chief Wiggum
has captured the Beer Baron.
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289. - They captured Homer?
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290. Then the liquor-filled
bowling balls...
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291. traveled through a network
of underground pipes...
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292. finally emerging
at a nearby speakeasy.
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293. - You forgot one thing, Wiggum.
- Yeah, what's that?
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294. I filled the balls with a funnel.
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295. That was a very sweet thing you did
for poor Wiggum.
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296. But what's gonna happen to you?
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297. Oh, probably just a slap on the wrist.
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298. "A nd he who shall violate this law...
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300. Last time I help you.
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301. Sorry. I thought you'd get a fine...
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three, four years in jail.
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303. Hold it! This machine is two centuries old.
Better test it first.
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304. Oh!
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305. - Okay, go ahead.
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306. Wait! Wait!
You can't do this!
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307. All my husband did was violate a law
that doesn't make sense.
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308. Now, I'll admit, car crashes and fistfights
have been down recently...
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309. but prohibition
has cost us our freedom-
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311. - Now, hold on a minute, missy.
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312. It's not up to us to choose
which laws we want to obey.
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313. If it were, I'd kill everyone
who looked at me cockeyed!
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314. - Our laws are in place for a reason.
- Send him back to Mama, boys.
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315. That was unexpected. Well, reset the catapult,
and let's get this over with.
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316. Wait! I have discovered
more lines on the parchment.
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317. It says that the prohibition law
which was passed here 200 years ago...
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319. Release the prisoner!
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320. Oh!
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321. On behalf of the city,
I'd like to apologize and ask...
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322. how long it will take for you
to flood this town with booze again?
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323. Well, sorry. I'm not
in that business anymore.
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324. Four minutes.
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325. And so one town's
briefflirtation with prohibition...
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to Lady Liquor.
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327. Congratulations, Springfield.
We wish you the very best!
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328. To alcohol,
the cause of and solution to...
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330. - Shh!
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