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We're home! |
Get a good haul this year? |
Heh heh heh...Jackpot! |
I am very, very proud of you kids. |
We would have gotten even more if Lisa could walk faster. |
I didn't select this costume for mobility. I wore it to salute the noble native American of the Pacific Northwests... |
Now children, you can have one piece of candy tonight and save the rest for... |
If you eat too much you'll have nightmares. |
Oh, yeah. Everybody in the family is gonna have a bad nightmare tonight. |
Oh yeah, three bad nightmares. |
I'd like to see that. |
What a dump. Why would Princess Grace live in a place like this? |
Dad, that's Monaco. |
I can do that but I don't wanna. |
Eeuhgh. What is this thing? |
It is a monkey's paw, dating back to Allal ben Abdallah. It has the power to grant wishes to its owner. |
Oh yeah? How much? |
Look everybody! My purse exploded! |
Sir, I must strongly advise you do not purchase this. Behind every wish lurks grave misfortune. I myself was once President of Algeria... |
C'mom pal, I don't wanna hear your life story. Paw me! |
Ugghh, Homer. Where did you get that ugly thing? |
Why at that little shop, right over... there. |
Oh no, wait, it was over there. |
You'll be sorry. |
Flight seven, Marakesh to Springfield now boarding. |
Just a moment... |
Don't shoot, Don't shoot. They're souvenirs. |
You must pay a fine of two American dollars. |
Let's wish for x-ray specs that really work. |
No, Bart. Peace on Earth. |
X-ray specs. |
Peace on Earth. |
X-ray specs. |
Peace on Earth. |
X-ray specs. |
Peace on Earth. |
X-ray spects. |
Peace on Earth. |
Forget it, you two. As the pants- wearer of this house, I get the first wish. |
Homer, there's something I don't like about that severed hand. |
Marge, don't flake out on me. That monkey's paw is gonna make our dreams come true. |
Oh, no! Maggie made a wish! |
Oh, my land! |
Ooh, a luxury car. Good baby. Good Maggie. |
Ooh, a new pacifier. |
Okay, no more fooling around. Paw, this is Bart. I wish for the Simpsons to be rich and famous. |
Now you're talkin'! |
Yaaayyy!! |
Woo hoo! |
C'mon, everybody. We're going to the fanciest restaurant in town! |
I'm terribly sorry. I have absolutely nothing until June. |
Ah, the Simpsons! Right this way, please. |
Homer, maybe fame and fortune aren't as bad as they say. |
If I hear one more thing about the Simpsons, I swear I'm going to scream. |
At first they were cute and funny, but now they're just annoying. |
Eighteen bucks for this? What a rip-off! |
Man, this thing's really gettin' outta hand. |
Oh, is there anything they won't do? |
Oh Homer, this is awful. |
Come to think of it, the guy that sold me this thing did say the wishes would bring grave misfortune. I thought he was just being colorful. |
I wish for world peace. |
Lisa, that was very selfish of you. |
Sorry about the Falklands, old boy. |
Ah, forget it. We kind of knew they were yours. |
Won't be needing these anymore. |
C'MON PEOPLE, NOW / SMILE ON YOUR BROTHER / EVERYBODY GET TOGETHER / TRY TO LOVE ONE ANOTHER RIGHT NOW... |
Foolish humans. |
Oh yes, Kodos. Earth is now ripe for the plucking. |
People of earth. We come to you in the spirit of hostility and menace. |
Now, let's be reasonable. We can resolve our differences peacefully. |
Your superior intellect is no match for our puny weapons. |
Colonel! You've got to do something! |
What do you want me to do? I'm a baker now. |
I had a bad dream. Could I sleep in your bed? |
They're konking us with a club. Wished we saved an A-bomb or two. |
Move along humans. |
This is all the Simpsons' fault. |
Before I was just bored with their antics and their merchandise. Now I wish they were dead. |
Jeez, now we're slaves. This paw sucks. |
Ok, Ok. I'll make a wish that can't backfire. I wish for a turkey sandwich, on rye bread, with lettuce and mustard, And...AND! I don't want any zombie turkeys, I don't want to turn into a turkey myself, and I don't want any other weird surprises. You got it? |
Hey... Hmm. Not bad. Nice hot mustard... good bread... Turkey's a little dry. The turkey's a little dry?! Oh foul, accursed thing! What demon from the depths of hell created thee?! |
Hey, fellow slave, is that one of those monkey paw dealies that lets you wish for things? |
Yeah, but I gotta warn you that this thing is ee ... Yeah, that's what it is. Wanna try it? Heh, heh, heh. |
Okely-dokely. |
Ohh, would ya look at that? |
Kneel before my slingshot, puny earthling. |
Well, I guess my first wish is to get rid of those awful aliens. |
Aarsh. He's got a board with a nail in it! |
And save humanity will ya. |
RUN, KODOS! |
Well, Kang, it seems the Earthlings won. |
Did they?... That board with the nail in it may have defeated us. But the humans won't stop there. They'll make bigger boards and bigger nails. Soon, they will make a board with a nail so big it will destroy them all. |
Hey, Homer! This little thing-a-ma-jig really works great. Now that I've saved the earth, maybe I oughtta spruce up the ol' homestead. |
I wish I had a Monkey's Paw. |
Bart... Bart... |
Huh?... S'matter? |
I'll give you a candy necklace. |
Climb aboard. |
Thanks, Bart. |
Less talk, more sleep. |
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