1. Hmm. No.
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2. No. No.
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3. No.
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4. I think we can do
without the crack pipe.
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5. Oh, hi. As the Fox censor...
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6. it's my job to protect you
from reality.
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7. And thanks to my prudent editing,
tonight's special Halloween show...
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9. This means there will be
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11. So sit back and enjoy a night
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12. What the fudge-
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13. Oh, for Pete's sake!
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14. Jiminy Christmas!
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15. Darn it!
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16. And that's how an heroic hippo
became a deputy.
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17. - Stupid hippo.
- This just in.
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18. Tensions continue to mount between
Springfield and France...
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19. over Mayor Quimby's
now-famous frog's legs joke!
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20. The French president has threatened
swift and massive retaliation...
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21. if he doesn't receive
an immediate apology.
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22. - Stupid frog.
- We now go live to city hall...
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23. for Mayor Quimby's response.
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24. I stand by my ethnic slur!
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25. Do your worst, you filthy,
pretentious savages!
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26. Homer, you know how unpredictable
the French are.
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27. One minute they're kissing a womars hand,
the next, they're chopping off her head.
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28. What if they start a war?
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29. Relax. I built a bomb shelter.
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30. - That's not gonna protect us from anything!
- Fine, then don't use it.
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31. - I won't.
- Good.
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32. - I know it's good.
- So do I.
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33. - I'm happy for you.
- You should be.
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34. Now, this baby is called
the "Withstandinator."
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35. It can take a six-megaton blast.
No more, no less.
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36. Oooh!
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37. Blankets, radio.
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38. Oh, a Gary Larson calendar.
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39. I don't get it.
I don't get it.
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40. I don't get it.
I don't get it.
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41. I... don't get it.
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42. Sacre bleu! We will show
those stupid Americans...
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43. who looks like "ze" frog, eh?
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44. Ready, aim-
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45. - What the hell was that?
- Calling home planet.
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46. This is Ensign Kang reporting a cigar-shaped
object moving at tremendous speed.
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47. Sure, Kang,
I'm writing it all down.
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48. I'll bet I get blamed for this.
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49. But, Aquaman, you cannot marry
a woman without gills.
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50. You're from two different worlds.
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51. Oooh, I've wasted my life.
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52. You call that prime rib?
Yuck.
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53. It's green, moron!
Earth to stupid guy. Hello?
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54. Maybe a little friendly
punching will move your ass.
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55. Ha! Still got it!
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56. Geez, what's with all the dust?
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57. My God!
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58. Everyone's gone!
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59. - Little Bart.
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60. - Little Lisa.
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61. - Little Marge.
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62. And the rest!
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63. Oh, I've lost everything!
I can't go on!
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64. No. No, no!
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65. I can't just wallow in sadness.
It's time to laugh again!
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66. I'm the last man alive...
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67. and I can do everything
I've always wanted!
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68. Oh, Spade, why did you put
Farley in charge of the bees?
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69. Hey, buddy, down in front!
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70. Hey, what happened
to the tunes?
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71. Hey, what the hell's going on?
Where'd you get those cloaks?
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72. Silence!
You're talking too loud.
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73. Not everyone died
in the blast, Homer.
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74. Some of us were merely
horribly mutated.
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75. You're mutants?
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76. Uh, we don't like the word "mutants,"
Homer. We prefer "freaks" or "monsters."
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77. We're creating
a new perfect society...
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78. in which the mistakes
of the past will be eliminated.
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79. And now... you must die.
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80. - You want me? Come and get me!
- Get him!
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81. - D'oh!
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82. A-A coffin!
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83. - Die, you chalk-faced goons!
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84. Come on. We just
wanna eat your skin.
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85. Go to hell, cloaky!
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86. - Safe at last.
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87. That better not be the mutants.
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88. - Homie, is that you?
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89. Marge, kids, you're alive!
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90. All the layers of lead paint in this house
made it the perfect bomb shelter.
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91. Ohhh, come here.
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92. Kinda brings a tear
to your eye socket.
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93. Mm-hmm. In the midst of all
the killing and skin eating...
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94. somehow we forgot the love.
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95. Yeah, ain't that always the way?
You get nuts with the skin eating.
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96. You know, I don't see any reason
why freaks and norms can't get along.
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97. We can all work together
to build a utopian society...
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98. free of violence,
hate and prejudice.
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99. That sounds beautiful, Ned.
And let me just say...
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100. my family and I share your vision
for a better- Now!
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101. Hmph! Friends
with mutants. Right!
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102. Now that's the Marge
I married.
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103. So, who wants to steal some Ferraris?
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104. I do! I do! I do!
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105. Yeah, let's go!
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106. Wow, look at all these gadgets.
If I were a nerd, I'd be in heaven.
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107. Good morning, ma'am.
Good afternoon, sir.
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108. It passed noon while I was speaking,
so that was technically accurate.
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109. He's crazy.
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110. Hey, "Einsteen,"
how much for the mood pants?
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111. How much you got?
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112. Nice try, Floyd, but you were
designed for scrubbing.
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113. And scrubbing is what
you shall do.
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114. Hmm!
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115. I take it from that
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116. that you are interested in purchasing
that matter transporter, sir.
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117. Um, two bucks.
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118. And it only transports matter.
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119. Um, well, uh-
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120. I'll give you 35 cents.
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121. Sold!
But I must warn you...
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122. this device carries a frighteningly
high risk of catastrophic-
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123. I said I'll take it.
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124. This mountain of stairs used
to make bedtime a grueling chore...
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125. but not anymore, baby.
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126. Good night, losers.
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127. Man, how'd I ever live
without this thing?
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128. Oh, man, that's good!
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129. Hmm.
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130. - Homer, no!
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131. - Oooh!
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132. Hey, Dad, can I use the transporter
sometime? Please, I swear I'll be careful.
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133. Sorry, but this is a highly
sophisti-ma-cated doo-wacky.
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134. If you don't use it responsibly,
kablammo!
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135. - Ow! Someone just
punched me in the face!
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136. It was your mother!
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137. Okay, cat, now if this works,
your next trip will be to the bank vault.
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138. Whoa, cool! Twice the pet
and none of the mess.
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139. You can be Lisa's.
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140. Hmm.
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141. Look, in the sky!
It's Superfly!
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142. Oh, I'd be stupid not
to do this!
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143. It worked!
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144. I was hoping to be humongous.
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145. Oh, well, at least
I don't have two butts.
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146. What's going on down there?
What's all this mist?
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147. Uh-oh.
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148. - Ow! Ow! Oh! Ow! Oh!
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149. Bart, are you in there?
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150. Have you forgotten
our little kablammo talk?
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151. Mom, stop!
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152. According to this, it says
Bart mixed up his D.N.A. with a fly's.
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153. I think that's Bart!
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154. I think she's right.
The pants are a dead giveaway.
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155. Oh, well, he may be a horrible freak,
but he's still my son.
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156. I'm sure we'll grow
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157. So then Lenny says,
"As if! Don't even go there, sister."
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158. - Good one, Dad.
- Yeah, well, Lenny said it.
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159. Oh. You want more syrup, honey?
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160. There's one thing
I still don't understand.
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161. When Bart went through the transporter,
what happened to his head?
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162. Oh, it'll turn up somewhere.
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163. Help me! Help me!
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164. Sucker!
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165. - Okay, okay. It's your sugar, Bart.
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166. That impostor!
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167. Mom, Dad, I'm the real Bart.
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168. That's just some overgrown fly
with my body.
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169. - Somebody listen to me!
- Shoo! Shoo, fly!
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170. Listen, buddy.
This is all a mistake.
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171. If you'll just go through
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172. we'll have you back
eating garbage in no time.
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173. Get him, boy!
Smash that fly!
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174. Mush him up good!
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175. Nice work, Son.
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176. Bart! Is that you?
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177. - I can't hear you. Wait.
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178. Fly into my saxophone.
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179. Help me, Lise! That giant fly stole
my body and now he's trying to kill me!
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180. Oh, no! And I let him
use my toothbrush!
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181. Well, that hideous creep
doesn't scare me.
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182. Mom, Dad, help!
He's trying to kill me!
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183. Nobody likes a tattletale, honey.
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184. They're like this every rainy day.
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185. Get my filthy hands
off my sister!
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186. No, don't eat me!
You don't know where I've been!
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187. You just made
a big mistake, fly boy!
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188. Hey, it worked!
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189. Well, we were lucky this time.
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190. But it's all too clear that some things
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191. aren't meant to be trifled with.
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192. - Homer, what are you doing?
- Something I should have done a long time ago.
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193. I'll teach you to mess
with my machine!
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194. - I'm gonna chop you good!
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195. That cost me 35 cents!
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196. You're just making it worse!
I promise I won't hurt you!
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197. You are all hereby found guilty
of the crime of witchcraft.
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198. I sentence you hags
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199. until you are deemed fit
to reenter society.
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200. Fire it up, boys.
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201. - Ha-ha!
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202. - See you in hell, Seymour!
- Good-bye, Mother.
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203. How horrible!
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204. If they're really witches, why don't
they use their powers to escape?
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205. - That sounds like witch talk to me, Lisa.
- Never mind.
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206. Well, that's 75 witches
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207. That oughta show God whose
side we're on, eh, Pastor?
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208. Yes, Nedwin, but we have
many more strumpets to incinerate.
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209. Brothers and sisters, there is still
a witch among us.
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210. Let us throw open the floor
to, uh, wild accusations.
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211. Whoo-hoo!
I accuse Goodie Flanders!
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212. I accuse Goodie Badwife.
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213. Uh, we killed her on Sunday.
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214. There must be someone
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215. - Lisa Simpson!
- Bart, quit it!
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216. She put a spell on me!
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217. Must... drop... pantaloons.
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218. Let's come to our senses, everyone.
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219. This witch hunt is
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220. - She's the witch!
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221. - I was just about to accuse her.
- This is crazy. I'm not a witch!
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222. Ha! Then how come your laundry
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223. - I've heard enough. Burn her!
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224. People, let us not turn
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225. Goodie Simpson is entitled
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226. Okay, here's how the process works. You sit
on the broom and we shove you off the cliff.
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227. - What?
- Well, hear me out.
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228. If you're innocent, you will fall
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229. if, however, you are
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230. you will surely fly
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231. At that point, you will report back here
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232. - Tough, but fair.
- Stop!
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233. Doesn't the Bible say,
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234. - The Bible says a lot of things. Shove her!
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235. Brothers and sisters...
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238. Okay, now, let's not jump
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239. Well, I'll be a son of a witch.
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240. That's right, I'm a witch.
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241. And I'm the one who
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242. soured your sheep's milk
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243. - Hey, you destroyed my turnip crop.
- No, that was gophers.
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244. Impossible.
We burned all the gophers.
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245. Not all of them.
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246. And this is for
pushing me off the cliff!
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247. - Whoa! Whoa!
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248. All right, people,
nothing to see here.
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249. Yeah, show's over, all right?
Move along.
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250. As for the rest of you-
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251. They're in my hair! They're in my hair!
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252. Hmm. Hmm. Hmm.
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253. This needs more eye of newt.
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254. You always want more
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255. If it were up to you, the brew
would be nothing but newt eyes.
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256. Well, look who's here.
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257. If I knew you were coming,
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258. What a day. They found out I was a witch,
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259. Really? So you finally left Durwood.
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260. His name is Homer.
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261. Oh, Neddie, look at them up there,
plotting our doom.
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262. They could force us to commit
wanton acts of carnality.
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263. - Yeah, that'll be the day.
- What's that, Ned?
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264. Uh, we shouldn't fear
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265. We're both 35. We've already gone
way past our life expectancy.
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266. But think of the children! I heard
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267. and take your children away
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268. Hmm. Eat their children.
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269. Geez, we were just
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270. But a good idea is a good idea.
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271. - Who is it?
- Witches!
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273. We're here to eat your kids.
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275. and look at this!
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276. Oh, please.
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277. Now make with the kids.
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278. Don't blame yourself, Daddy.
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279. You did everything you could.
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281. Oh. Uh, excuse me.
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282. Are you sure you ladies wouldn't prefer
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283. - They're boneless.
- Hmm?
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284. - Mmm.
- Ow!
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285. Bye, witches.
Thanks for not eating me.
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286. Yeah, you hags are all right.
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287. What did you get?
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288. - A candied apple.
- I got a caramel cod.
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289. You know, scaring people
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290. We should do this every year.
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291. I just wish we hadrt filled up on all
those kids before we got to the Flanders'.
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292. Yargh. And that's the story
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293. I mean, Halloween.
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295. Come on! Give us some candy!
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296. Dad, that's our house.
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297. - She's a witch!
- Get her!
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