Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

- Hey, Homer. - Way to go.

Tested, Homer. God tested Moses. And try to be nice to my sisters.

All right. I'll send you a check.

You, sir, are worse than Hitler!

- Become a limo driver at Classy Joe's. - That's it!

Gosh, Moe. I use these all the time.

Failed to check blind spot. Minus two points.

Did they have national anthems 2000 years ago?

I was ashamed, Marge. I failed you as a husband and a provider.

Well, you should've gotten here earlier.

Oh, how am I gonna tell Marge we're broke?

- Hello, Homer. - Hello, Homer.

- Well... - What?

But first, I'm going to have to ask you to leave.

They love me. I'm accepted. I don 't need this mask anymore.

This has been such a nice, peaceful dinner.

Sure, Homer, I can loan you the money you need.

I can't keep track of all my wheelings and dealings.

Homer, are we in some sort of fiduciary trouble?

Better sign up for something fast, man. Baseball just filled up...

- Let's ask her. - No! Don't tell Marge!

You be Carl Reiner, and I'll be Police Chief Wiggum.

He dances like girls!

Patty and Selma just got promoted at the DMV.

I haven't been moved like this since The Joy Luck Club.

Okay. Steady, Bart.