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Marge Simpson: Homer, you have to become out in that location, face up that mob, and apologize for what yous did.

Homer Simpson: I would, only I'chiliad agape if I open up the door, they'll take all of you lot!

Carl: No we won't. We just want Homer!

Homer Simpson: Well, maybe not you, just they'll kill Grandpa!

Grampa: I'yard part of the mob!

Main Wiggum: [sees Fat Tony and his mobsters dragging a body wrapped in a sheet to the lake] Uh sad, sorry, no dumping in the lake!

Fat Tony: Fine, I will put my *yard trimmings* in a car compactor.

[he and the mobsters walk off with the body]

Lou: Uh, Chief, I call back at that place was a expressionless body in there.

Primary Wiggum: I thought that too, until he said thousand trimmings. You gotta acquire to heed, Lou.

NSA Worker: Hey everybody, I institute ane! The government actually found someone nosotros're looking for! Aye, Infant, YEAH!

Russ Cargill: [enters the Oval Function] President Schawarzenegger.

President Schwarzenegger: Ja. That is me.

Russ Cargill: The pollution in Springfield has reached crunch levels.

President Schwarzenegger: Ach! Everything is "crisis this" and "end-of-the-world that"! No one opens with a joke! I miss Danny DeVito.

Russ Cargill: Y'all like jokes, huh? Well, end me if you've heard this one.

[holds up muzzle with the mutant squirrel]

President Schwarzenegger: [gasp] Await at all those angry optics and pointy teeth! It'south like Christmas at the Kennedy Compound!

Russ Cargill: Mr. President, you chose me, Russ Cargill, nearly successful human being in America, to head the EPA, the least successful government bureau. Why did I accept the task? Because I'm just a rich guy who wants to kick some ass for good sometime Mother Earth. I want to give something back. Not the coin, but something. That's why I've narrowed your choices down to five unthinkable options.

[spreads the files on the President's desk-bound]

Russ Cargill: Each 1 will cause untold misery and...

President Schwarzenegger: [points to File #3] I pick Number Iii!

Russ Cargill: Really? You don't want to read them commencement?

President Schwarzenegger: I was elected to *atomic number 82*, non to *read*. Number Iii!

Bart Simpson: [on the blackboard, in the open up sequence] I will non illegally download this movie.

[Bart puts a black bra on his head]

Bart Simpson: [in the voice of a cartoon mouse] I'm the mascot of an evil corporation!

Homer Simpson: [after being trapped in the dome] D'OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHHHME!

Homer Simpson: Okay, son. Yous have only ane chance to throw that flop through the hole.

Bart Simpson: Dad, in case I don't make it, I'one thousand pitiful I said I wish you weren't my dad.

Homer Simpson: I don't arraign you, son. I've never been that proficient of a begetter. Peradventure information technology all starts with the way my father raised me. Aye, it's all clear to me. It's all just been ane long, unbroken chain of...

Marge Simpson: Somebody throw the goddamn bomb!

Milhouse: Hey, I am very passionate nigh the planet.

Nelson: [raises his fist] Say global warming is a myth!

Milhouse: [cowering] Information technology's a myth! Further study is needed!

Nelson: [punches Milhouse] That'south for selling out your beliefs!

Marge Simpson: [to Lisa] Honey, that's slap-up. But the very best matter is that he listens to you. Because nothing means more for a human to...

[looks upwardly in surprise]

Marge Simpson: How did the pig tracks get on the ceiling?

[cuts to Homer property a pig to the ceiling]

Homer Simpson: [singing Tune to Spider-Homo Theme Vocal] Spider-Pig, Spider-Pig. / Does whatever a Spider-Pig does. / Tin can he swing / from a spider web? / No he *can't*, / He's a pig. / Look out! / He is the Spider-Grunter!

[Bart claps]

Lisa Simpson: What are you doing, Bart?

Bart Simpson: Eh, but passing the fourth dimension.

[Bart claps, snow repeatedly falls on Homer]

Homer Simpson: Aw, my boy loves Alaska so much, he's applauding it. Lisa, why aren't you lot clapping?

Lisa Simpson: But Dad!

Homer Simpson: [sternly] Clap for Alaska!

[Lisa claps along with Bart]

Homer Simpson: [Homer is buried under an barrage]

Russ Cargill: I want ten grand tough guys, and I want x thousand soft guys to make the tough guys wait tougher.

[about the Itchy and Scratchy movie in the cinema hall]

Homer Simpson: I can't believe we're paying to see something we get on TV for gratuitous! If you inquire me, everybody in this theater is a giant sucker! Especially you!

[points to us]

Russ Cargill: [levels a shotgun at Homer and Bart]

Russ Cargill: Hello, Homer.

Homer Simpson: So, we come across at concluding, whoever you are.

Russ Cargill: There'south a couple of things they don't teach you in Harvard Business School, one is how to cope with defeat, the other is how to handle a shotgun, I'thou going to do both correct now.

Bart Simpson: Wait! Simply if yous kill my dad, you'll never know where the treasure is cached!

Russ Cargill: What treasure?

Bart Simpson: Uhm, the treasure of Ima Wiener.

Russ Cargill: I'chiliad a wiener?

[Homer and Bart laugh]

Homer Simpson: Archetype!

Russ Cargill: Well, always leave them laughing. Bye, sir.

[Cargill aims the shotgun, right as he is about to burn down a boulder falls on him KOing him, the camera pans up to show Maggie]

Homer Simpson: Maggie! What a dandy little accident y'all turned out to be!

[Maggie winks and does a hand gun at Homer]

[Homer is whipping the dogs pulling his sled]

Homer Simpson: Run! Run! Run! Run! Run! Run!

Homer Simpson: [the dogs jump over a cliff] Leap! Jump!

Homer Simpson: [the dogs country on the other side] Land! Country!

Homer Simpson: [withal whipping the dogs as they take a breather] Rest! Residue!

Homer Simpson: [the dogs pull the sled again] Run! Run!

Homer Simpson: [Homer sets upwardly camp and begins removing the domestic dog muzzles] Okay, I know we've had a rough solar day, just I'm certain nosotros can put that all behind usa and...

Homer Simpson: [the dogs start attacking Homer, causing him to scream in pain] AGH! Not my whipping arm!

Homer Simpson: [the dogs leave Homer stranded] Why does everything I whip leave me?

Homer Simpson: Hey, Marge. Isn't it great being married to someone who's recklessly impulsive?

Marge Simpson: Really, it's anile me horribly.

Homer Simpson: Listen to me! All of y'all! Nosotros are staying! We have a great life here in Alaska, and we're never going back to America again!

Ned Flanders: The Good Lord is telling me to confess to something...

Homer Simpson: [whispering hopefully, with his fingers crossed] Gay, gay, gay, gay, gay, gay, gay...

[Billie Joe Armstrong from Dark-green Mean solar day sings "da-da-da" to the concluding part of the Simpsons tune, following his teleprompter]

Billie Joe Armstrong: Alright, well thank you a lot for coming. We've been playing for 3 and a half hours, now we'd like only a minute of your fourth dimension to say something about the environment.

[there is a deathly silence, followed by huge boos from the Springfieldians. They offset throwing things at Green Day]

Barney Gumble: Preachy!

Billie Joe Armstrong: We're non being preachy!

Tre Cool: But the pollution in your lake - it'due south dissolving our clomp!

[Moe is sitting in a deck chair. Lisa is continuing next to him]

Lisa Simpson: I idea they touched on a vital outcome.

Moe: I beg to differ.

[He throws a stone at the stage, which penetrates the bass drum and hits Frank in the crotch]

Tre Cool: Oh.

Mike Dirnt: Gentlemen, information technology's been an honour playing with you tonight.

[Green Solar day put down their instruments and bring out violins as the barge sinks. Lisa looks on woefully]

Robot: Red wire, blue wire, black is usually the ground...

[begins shaking]

Robot: ... ahhh, so much pressure... PRESSURE!

[grabs Chief Wiggum's gun and shoots itself in the head]

Chief Wiggum: He was talking almost it, just I never took him seriously.

[to the angry mob, as Homer tries to escape through the sinkhole]

Moe: The elevation of his head is notwithstanding showing! Claw at it!

Lisa Simpson: This town is just ane piece of trash away from a toxic nightmare! Merely I knew you wouldn't listen. And then I took the liberty of pouring water from the lake in all your drinking glasses!

[everyone spits out their water in disgust]

Moe: Encounter, this is why we should hate kids!

Bart Simpson: Look what I did to *your* motion-picture show!

[Bart holds up a moving picture of Homer, on which he has drawn Flanders-mode hair, glasses and a mustache]

Homer Simpson: [screams]

Bart Simpson: Howdily-doodily! Howdily-doodily! Howdily-doodily!

Homer Simpson: Why y'all fiddling...!

[Homer begins strangling Bart]

Homer Simpson: I'll strangle-angle you!

Toll Booth Man: Welcome to Alaska. Here'south a 1000 dollars.

Homer Simpson: Well, it'south near time! Simply why?

Price Booth Man: We pay every resident a thousand dollars to let the oil companies to ravage our country's natural beauty.

Homer Simpson: [hugs toll berth man] I'm home!

EPA Official: S-sir, I'm afraid y'all've gone mad with ability...

Russ Cargill: Of class I have. Y'all ever tried going mad without ability? Information technology'south wearisome. No one listens to you!

Homer Simpson: [Pig nudges the plank the Simpsons are using to escape] No, Plopper. If y'all button that, daddy will die.

Squealer: [looks at Homer and pushes plank] Oink.

Russ Cargill: I was tricked by an idiot!

Cletus: Hey, I know how you feel; I was beat in tic-tac-toe by a chicken.

Homer Simpson: That could be anybody'southward Pig Crap silo.

[on Boob tube, the cops rotate the silo to reveal "Return to Homer Simpson - No Reward"]

Ned Flanders: Bart! Crawl beyond. Bustle.

Bart Simpson: Only if they see yous helping the states, they'll impale you.

Ned Flemish region: I'one thousand certain your male parent would practice the same for...

[Bart just stares at him]

Ned Flemish region: Point taken. Now, hustle your bustles.

Homer Simpson: A lot of people worked hard on this film, and all they inquire is for you to memorize their names.

Homer Simpson: All right, boy. Time for the ultimate dare. I dare you to skateboard to Krusty Burger... and back... *naked*.

Bart Simpson: How naked?

Homer Simpson: Fourth base.

Bart Simpson: Only girls might encounter my putter.

Homer Simpson: Oh, I come across. Then I hereby declare y'all "craven for life". Every morning y'all'll wake upward to "Skilful morning chicken!" At your wedding, I'll sing...

Homer Simpson: [clucks the wedding march] Buck-buck-bu-buck!

Tom Hanks: This is Tom Hanks maxim if you see me in person, please, leave me be.

Main Wiggum: [afterward the Simpsons' business firm collapses into the sink hole] They're China's problem at present.

Montgomery Burns: [during credits] Smithers... I don't believe in suicide, but if you'd similar to try it, information technology might cheer me up to watch.

Professor Frink: People, people, I take a very important announcement! I have invented an acid-firing super drill that can cut through anything. Information technology's right there, just out... side the dome.

Comic Book Guy: I've spent my entire life doing nada but collecting comic books... and now there's only fourth dimension to say... LIFE WELL SPENT!

[in the middle of the pic]

Title Card: To be continued.

[pause]

Title Card: Immediately.

Tom Hanks: [voiceover in TV ad] Are you tired of the same old Grand Coulee?

TV Dad: [bored] Here nosotros are kids. The Thou Canyon.

Television Daughter: Oh, it's so old and boring! I want a new one, *at present!*

Tom Hanks: [appears from behind bush] Hello. I'chiliad Tom Hanks. The US Government has lost its credibility, so it's borrowing some of mine.

Television receiver Son: Tussle my hair, Mr. Hanks!

Tom Hanks: Sure thing, son.

[laughs equally he does so. Stars come up out of the boy's hair. He then smiles in wonder]

Tom Hanks: Now, I'm pleased to tell you about the new Grand Coulee.

[shot changes to that of a smouldering crater]

Tom Hanks: Coming this weekend! It'southward east of Shelbyville and s of Uppercase City.

Marge Simpson: [watching advertizing] That's where Springfield is!

Tom Hanks: Information technology'due south nowhere virtually where annihilation is or ever was. This is Tom Hanks saying, if yous're gonna selection a regime to trust, why not this 1?

Primary Wiggum: [shouting at a naked Bart] Stop, in the proper name of American squeamishness!

Grampa: [every bit Springfield is being sealed in the dome] That crazy one-time human in church was right!

Russ Cargill: Your regime has realized that sealing you under this dome was a terrible fault. Therefore, we are commencing with Operation Soaring Eagle

[crowd thank you]

Russ Cargill: ... which involves killing you lot all.

Montgomery Burns: And so, you want some of my electricity, do you? Well, for one time, the rich, white human is in control. I have two buttons backside my desk-bound. One will provide your boondocks with ability, the other releases the hounds. Achieve me. Make me your brother.

Dr. Hibbert: The hospital'south generator is about to give out. Lives will exist lost.

Montgomery Burns: [writing downwards] Lives... lost. Go on.

Chief Wiggum: We have a convict nosotros're gonna fry tomorrow, just now we can't.

Montgomery Burns: Tempting, tempting...

Apu: Look, all of our reasons hateful goose egg. Just look inside your heart and you volition find the answer.

[Smithers waves frantically and shakes his head no; cutting to exterior of mansion as screaming and barking is heard inside]

Apu: Aaah!

Montgomery Burns: Starting time door on the right.

Apu: Thank yous.

Dr. Hibbert,Master Wiggum,Apu: [every bit they run out chased by dogs] Aaah!

Chief Wiggum: Alright, men. Open fire!

[Cops shoot at dome; the bullets ricochet and hit them]

Principal Wiggum: Who'due south hurt? Raise your hand.

[Cops raise their easily moaning]

Principal Wiggum: Without the attitude.

Homer Simpson: Okay, epiphany, epiphany... oh I know! Bananas are an excellent source of potassium!

[gets slapped]

Homer Simpson: Ow! Uh, America volition never embrace soccer.

[gets slapped]

Homer Simpson: More than two shakes and it's playing with yourself?

Homer Simpson: [flipping frantically through the Bible] This book doesn't have any answers!

[Bart is skateboarding naked across boondocks]

Ralph Wiggum: [brightly] I like men now.

Mayor Quimby: I hereby declare a country of emergency: Code Black.

Lenny: Blackness? That's the worst color at that place is.

[Lenny turns to Carl, his black friend]

Lenny: No offense there, Carl.

Carl: I get it all the time.

Moe: What are y'all telling united states, nosotros're trapped like rats?

Russ Cargill: No, rats can't be trapped this easily. You're trapped like... carrots.

Mayor Quimby: To make certain this wall is completely idiot-proof... Cletus!

Cletus: Aye'um?

Mayor Quimby: Try to dump something in the lake.

Cletus: Okay.

[tries to get to the lake to dump a possum simply keeps striking the wall]

Cletus: I tin can't. I - I simply can't.

Lisa Simpson: [Lisa and Colin are pressing their easily against the glass] I never thought my life would accept an admittedly perfect moment, only this...

Bart Simpson: [sing-song] Lisa's got a beau / That she'll never see over again!

[Lisa cold-cocks Bart]

Squeaky-Voiced Teen: [during the cease credits, mopping upward the theater floor] Assistant Manager isn't all information technology's cracked upwardly to be. Four years of film school for this?

Agnes Skinner: [pointing to Bart who skateboards by naked] Don't await where I'm pointing!

[the police have just institute Homer's grunter crap silo, which is marked "Return to Homer Simpson"]

Kent Brockman: Now, Channel 6 does non endorse vigilante violence. Unless information technology gets results... which information technology *will*.

[a picture show of Homer appears in the upper-right manus corner]

News Text: [flashing] Go HIM!

EPA Passenger: There's something foreign well-nigh that 'Sop' sign...

Marge Simpson: Homer, in every wedlock you lot become one chance to say, "I need you to practise this with me."

Homer Simpson: That is the stupidest thing I've e'er heard.

Ralph Wiggum: [blowing bubbles at the dome] Accept that!

[one of the bubbling pops in his center]

Ralph Wiggum: Oh, no! Accident back!

[car tyres screech to a halt outside. The Simpsons' silhouettes as the family make their way to the church door. Their conversation can besides be heard]

Marge Simpson: I hate being belatedly!

Homer Simpson: Well I hate going. Why can't I worship the Lord in my own style, by praying like hell on my death bed.

Marge Simpson: Homer, they can hear you inside!

Homer Simpson: Relax! Those pious morons are too busy talking to their phoney-baloney God!

[the family enter the church to total silence and angry looks. They make their manner to their pew]

Homer Simpson: How ya doin'? Peace be with you. Praise Jebus.

Homer Simpson: [while choking Bart for laughing at him] I'll teach you lot to express mirth at something that's funny!

Homer Simpson: Stay dorsum, I've got a chain saw!

[fakes chainsaw sounds vocally]

Ticker: Watch 'Are You Smarter Than a Celebrity?' on Trick. That's right, we even advertise our shows during movies now.

Homer Simpson: [noticing a glow] Uh, what'southward that ominous glow in the distance?

Angry Mob: [wielding torches] Kill, kill, kill, impale, impale, kill, kill, kill, kill, impale...

Homer Simpson: [looking out the window] Marge, look! Those idiots don't even know where we *live*!

Angry Mob: [looking round, seeing Homer] Kill, kill, kill, kill...

Homer Simpson: D'oh!

Marge Simpson: Okay, here it goes. Homer, I've always stood up for you lot. When people point out your flaws, I always say, "Well, sometimes you have to stand back to appreciate a piece of work of art."

Homer Simpson: Mode back.

Marge Simpson: Lately, what's keeping u.s.a. together is my ability to overlook everything you do. And I overlook these things considering...

Homer Simpson: Considering?

Marge Simpson: Well, that's the affair. I just don't know how to finish that judgement anymore. Then I'm leaving with the kids to help Springfield, and we're never coming back. And to prove to myself that this is the cease... I taped this over our wedding video. Good-bye, Homie.

Grampa: Homer? What are you lot doing now?

Homer Simpson: Risking my life to salvage people I hate for reasons I don't quite empathise. Gotta go!

Panicky Human: [as the dome is beingness lowered] Oh, what practise I do? I don't know what to do! 'Cause if I stay I'grand trapped. If I get out I'thousand alone. Oh God. In! Out! In! Out! I never saw Venice!

[is crushed by border of dome]

Marge Simpson: [grimacing at the alluvion 'Pig Crap' silo] He filled up the whole silo in just two days?

Homer Simpson: [proudly] Well, I helped.

Homer Simpson: Marge!

[runs to her, hits head in tree branch]

Homer Simpson: It'due south the epiphitree! I tried my best, what am I supposed to practice?

[wind blows foliage and so that it points to hole over dome]

Homer Simpson: But how am I supposed to become there?

[lite shaft shines on motorbike]

Homer Simpson: Oh!

[slips a dollar neb on a pigsty in the tree]

Homer Simpson: Here, buy yourself something nice.

Homer Simpson: Marge, in every spousal relationship you lot go ane chance to say, "I need yous to practise this with me."

[holds out hand]

Homer Simpson: And there's only one answer when somebody says that.

Kent Brockman: Kent Brockman here reporting on a crunch and so serious information technology has its own name and theme music.

[graphic shows the domed Springfield on a styrofoam cup labeled "Trappuccino" equally ominous music plays]

Kent Brockman: The dome has put an end to life as we know it. The boondocks is running depression on supplies of everything from gasoline to Botox.

[Kent's face up droops]

Kent Brockman: Moment, please.

[clips peel on back of neck]

Kent Brockman: And, as e'er, we end our broadcast with news on the lighter side.

[the words "The Lighter Side" appear on the aforementioned pocket-size screen as the Trappuccino graphic did]

Kent Brockman: It's the fourth dimension of year when the swallows return to Springfield.

[cutting to swallows crashing into dome, equally hungry cats wait below]

[beginning lines]

Scratchy: [having only landed on the Moon] We come in peace for cats and mice everywhere.

[Itchy impales and beats Scratchy with flag pole]

Martin: [walks upward to bullies, picks up wooden board] I've been taking your crap all my life!

[beats the bullies in one swipe]

Dolph,Jimbo Jones,Kearney: Uggghh!

Martin: Whoo! This feels skillful! No wonder yous do it.

[Moe sports a bathrobe and a traffic cone on his head]

Marge Simpson: Why are you dressed like that?

Moe: Well, I don't like to brag, but I am now the Emperor of Springfield.

Barney Gumble: No, yous're non!

[throws Molotov cocktail at Moe]

Moe: Yes, I am!

[Moe throws it back and it explodes]

Barney Gumble: Okay. Hail Emperor.

Marge Simpson: Expect! In that location's something I have to go!

[Runs into house, unlocks "Emblem Cabinet", grabs tape, washes muddied dish, and races out, mere steps ahead of fireball]

Homer Simpson: [Marge gets dorsum into car] What'd you get?

Marge Simpson: Our wedding video.

Homer Simpson: We have a wedding video?

Lisa Simpson: Colin! Colin!

Milhouse: Lisa, Colin is dead.

[Lisa gasps]

Milhouse: His last words were,

[as Colin]

Milhouse: "Milhouse, take care of Lisa. Hold her mitt."

[realizes Colin is standing abreast him]

Milhouse: Uh, I got her all warmed upwards for ya.

Ned Flanders: Look at that, yous can run into the four states that border Springfield: Ohio, Nevada, Maine, and Kentucky!

Bart Simpson: Oh yeah.

Cletus: [after showing Cargill a play tricks with his thumb] You want to know how I do it?

Russ Cargill: Four generations of inbreeding?

Cletus: [Flattered] Oh, you.

Marge Simpson: "Eepa." What does that mean?

Comic Book Guy: I believe information technology's the sound the Dark-green Lantern made when Sinestro threw him into a vat of acid. "Eee-pa!"

Marge Simpson: Yes. Thanks for coming over.

Comic Book Guy: [happily] Thanks for giving me your pregnancy pants; I've never known comfort like this.

EPA Passenger: Look, we tin can't go along stopping at every "sop", "yeld", or "ane vay" sign!

Marge Simpson: "A thousand optics." What could that mean?

Grampa: Hmm. I'm pretty sure a thousand... is a number.

Billie Joe Armstrong: We've been playing for iii and a one-half hours. Now nosotros'd like only a minute of your time to say something nearly the environment.

[all goes quiet, followed by aroused shouts and hurled debris]

[watching the credits]

Bart Simpson: [to Homer] Come on, dad, let's go! I've been holding it since they put the dome on the town!

Grampa: [shouting from church floor] Twisted Tail... A thousand eyes... Trapped forever!

Dr. Nick: [after a piece of the dome has fallen and impaled him] Bye, everybody!

[dies]

Marge Simpson: [Springfield has merely been encased in a drinking glass dome] EPA! It'south all come true.

Grampa: [well-nigh himself] That crazy old man in church was correct.

Helen Lovejoy: [having a "Book Club" with women] Okay, permit's discuss "Tuesdays with Morrie."

Cookie Kwan: Again? If we don't get a new book, I'm gonna puke.

Lindsey Naegle: You lot're the five people I'thou going to run across in hell!

[throws a book at Helen, barely missing her, ending up going through the window instead]

Kent Brockman: [At Moe's Tavern, the bar patrons and Moe look at the television receiver when the power goes out] Day 37 under the dome. We are facing intermittent power failures which...

Moe: [the lights come dorsum on, all the booze has been stolen off the shelves and the patrons have disappeared] Okay, very funny. I'm gonna turn the lights off once more. When they come back on, I want all my alcohol back the way it was.

[switches light off, and so turns it back and sees that all of his other necessities including his clothing have been looted. He'due south only in his underwear]

Moe: Yeah, okay. Okay...

Homer Simpson: [later on having an epiphany] That was the most incredible experience of my life! And now, to find my family, save my town, and driblet ten pounds!

Homer Simpson: I dunno what to tell you, Marge! I don't call back about things. I respect people who practise, just... I merely try to make the days non hurt until I get to crawl in next you lot over again.

Ned Flanders: [surprised past the pink mutated multi-eyed squirrel] Well, this certainly seems odd, but, heh, who am I to question the work of the Omnipotent? Oh, we thank you Lord for this mighty fine intelligent design! Good job!

Bart Simpson: [poking mutant squirrel'south eyes] Jab him-jab him-jab-jab-jab!

Male EPA Worker: Hey! Jab ane more centre and it's a federal criminal offense!

Homer Simpson: [to Pig] Maybe *we* should buss, merely to break the tension.

Homer Simpson: [well-nigh the sus scrofa] Aw, you lot're gonna love him! Look, he does an impression of you lot!

[Homer pulls the pig's tail, causing it to bray like a donkey]

Homer Simpson: [laughing] You nailed her. He likewise does me.

[Homer squeezes the squealer'due south tum, causing information technology to burp; Marge giggles]

Homer Simpson: You smiled! I'1000 off the hook!

Homer Simpson: [talking to himself while trudging through the snowfall] Must keep going. Must keep going. No I tin't! Yes, you tin. No I tin't. Yes you lot can. Oh, shut up! *Yous* shut upwardly! No, you lot! No, you! Oh, real mature! Oh, what's the point?

[falls into the snowfall]

[Lisa and Colin are separated by the dome and are saying their adept-byes]

Bart Simpson: [singing] Lisa'due south got a boyfriend, that she'll never encounter again!

[Lisa slugs him out]

[Homer and Bart are at a table. We see an interior shot of Homer's rima oris as he eats. Bart is aroused]

Homer Simpson: Hey, what'due south with you lot?

Bart Simpson: You really wanna know?

Homer Simpson: Of course I exercise. What kind of begetter wouldn't care nearly

[sees something]

Homer Simpson: a pig wearing a hat!

[Krusty the Clown is filming a commercial]

Director: Activity!

Krusty the Clown: Hey hey! It'southward your old pal Krusty for my new pork sandwich, the clogger! If you tin can notice a greasier sandwich, you're in Mexico!

[He laughs and and so takes a seize with teeth of the sandwich]

Krusty the Clown: Mmm!

Director: And... we're clear.

[Krusty spits out the sandwich]

Krusty the Clown: Perfect. Cut, print, kill the pig.

[a saw is held up to the pig. It squeals in terror]

Homer Simpson: [gasps] What? Yous can't impale him if he's wearing people clothes!

[the pig runs across to Homer, giving him a forlorn expect. To the tune of 'Happy Together', Homer briefly imagines himself and the hog dancing in a field. He picks up the grunter]

Homer Simpson: You lot're coming dwelling house with me.

Homer Simpson: [in a noose the angry mob gear up up] The discussion "amends" is tossed around a lot these days, only when it comes from in hither...

[Homer motions towards his centre, prompting someone to throw a buzzsaw at him]

Homer Simpson: D'OH!

Homer Simpson: [gets upward to leave and stops in the aisle] Ooh, floor popcorn!

[picks a pile of popcorn up off the floor and begins to eat it]

Lisa Simpson: [Knocks on door] How-do-you-do, pitiful to bother you lot on a Sunday , but I'm sure you're equally worried most the pollution in Lake Springfield as I am...

[Door slams, Lisa knocks at the next firm]

Lisa Simpson: Lake Springfield has higher levels of mercury than fifty-fifty...

[Door slams, Lisa knocks at the next door]

Sweet Old Lady: Why, it's the little daughter who saved my cat.

Lisa Simpson: Lake Springfield...

[Door slams]

Lisa Simpson: Oh.

[the Green 24-hour interval barge is dissolving in polluted Lake Springfield]

Mike Dirnt: Gentlemen, it's been an honor playing with you lot tonight.

Bart Simpson: Dad, information technology's not off-white to use a bug-zapper to catch the fish.

Ned Flanders: [Bart is sitting up in the tree near Flanders' business firm] How 'bout I fix yous some cocoa?

Bart Simpson: No way, cocoa's for wusses.

Ned Flanders: Well sir, if you change your mind, it's on the windowsill!

[Flanders squirts whipped cream on summit, places the mug on the windowsill, puts a wafer in the mug, shaves chocolate on meridian, squirts a dollop of whipped cream on top of the wafer, adds a marshmallow to the top, melts the mallow with a nutrient torch, and walks abroad]

Bart Simpson: [Bart sneaks over to the windowsill, grabs the mug from the coaster, climbs downwards from the tree, goes over past the contend and takes a beverage from the mug] Oh my god.

Bart Simpson: Lisa'due south got a swain that she'll never meet over again!

Homer Simpson: Well, Marge, we're separated from the kids by a wall of snow. All of our dreams are coming true.

Carl: If someone distracts Cargill, the rest of us can climb up that thing.

Lenny: But who would be dumb enough to stay hither while we escape with our lives?

Cletus: Ahem... My fourth dimension to shine!

[after Itchy has killed Scratchy on the moon, returned habitation a hero and was elected President, he looks out the White House window]

Scratchy: Itchy... Itchy...

[Itchy grabs binoculars to see Scratchy'south remains on the moon, holding a sign that says, "I'K TELLING."]

EPA Driver: There'south something strange virtually that sop sign.

[Homer is seen driving to the EPA van in a wrecking ball crane to rescue his family, activates the wrecking ball to hit the van but barely touches it and makes a little tick of racket]

Bart Simpson: [gasps] What was that?

Lisa Simpson: Probably just a moth.

Marge Simpson: I hope it'southward okay.

[wrecking ball comes back to the crane and hits Homer, swinging him dorsum to forth hitting a rock and a buliding called A Hard Place. Then the brawl somewhen stops swinging Homer and and so drops him to the footing]

EPA Passenger: Wait, nosotros tin can't keep stopping at every sop, yeld or one vay sign. Simply move along.

[drives away]

Bart Simpson: You just bought some other load of crap from the world's fattest fertilizer sales man!

Homer Simpson: I've always been afraid I'd screw upwardly our lives so bad that I've had to come up with a back-up programme. And that program is right hither!

[Pulls out wallet; takes out Monopoly "Exit Of Jail Free" menu]

Homer Simpson: No.

[Takes out photo of Michael Jordan with his face taped over information technology]

Homer Simpson: No.

[Takes out folded piece of paper]

Homer Simpson: Bingo!

[Unfolds paper; it takes a long time]

Homer Simpson: Behave with me.

[finally unfolds newspaper, a huge affiche of Alaska with the tagline "A Fresh Commencement"]

Lisa Simpson: Alaska?

Homer Simpson: Alaska! Where you can't exist as well fatty or too drunk. When no one says things like "Let's meet your loftier school equivalency certificate."

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