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Simpsons
This part of article Homer vs. Dignity was deleted by User:RobJ1981. (→Quotes removed section: take this to WikiQuote) When I have more time, I should move this to Wikiquote.

Quotes

 * Marge: When did we become the bottom rung of society? Homer: I think it was when that cold snap killed off all the hobos.
 * Mr. Burns: You have thirty seconds to "wow" me. Homer: Well, sir, you see, sir. I've worked here a long time and my wife has a game leg and my kids have game things as well... Mr. Burns: I don't want your whining! I'm a bored and joyless old man! Give me a "larf"! Homer: A "larf"? Okay, what's in the news today? Mr. Burns: Oh, for the love of...! Hurl this (pudding) at THAT! (Lenny) Homer: At Lenny? But he's a war hero! Mr. Burns: Well, let's decorate him then. Homer: No! Mr. Burns: Not even for...four dollars? (Homer hurls it.) Lenny: Ow, my eye! I'm not supposed to get pudding in it! Mr. Burns: Ahaha, that was capital! My lung is aching. Homer: I like when I throw the pudding. Mr. Burns: Do it again&mdash;I'll make it an even eight. Homer: You're the boss! (he hurls the pudding) Lenny: Ow! I'm in hell!
 * Mr. Burns: Let's keep the laughs coming, eh, Simpson? Let's say I make you my executive in charge of recreation. No, better yet... my prank monkey. Homer: Will you keep giving me money? Mr. Burns: I can't have my little monkey running around in rags! Homer: Woo hoo! (he throws a pudding at Carl) Carl: Hey! Mr. Burns: (horrified) What are you doing, man? That's Carl! (He leads Carl to an emergency eyewash and cleans off his eye, staring at Homer disapprovingly. Homer grins, nervous)
 * Kent Brockman: Whether you're Christian, or just non-Jewish, everyone loves Santa Claus!
 * "Yes" Guy (On phone): Mr. Costington, the most wonderful thing has happened! (Silence) A-no... A-no... A-yeeeeeees!
 * Burns: What is this? Some kind of force field around these vegetables! Homer: That's the sneeze-guard. You have to get under it to get salad or sneeze on stuff. Burns: Ah! Everything is so green and alive. (sucks the green right out a cabbage)
 * Burns: (sees a vending machine) Ah. A candy shop. Yes, I'll take two pounds of Bristol's Toffee. Oh, and don't wrap it too tightly. I'm hungry now. (nothing happens) You've made a powerful enemy today my friend!
 * Burns: (to Homer) You're so much more fun than Smithers. Why, he doesn't even know the meaning of the word "gay".
 * Smithers: Sir, I have a small personal request. Burns: Of course, Smithers. Anything. (presses a button under his desk labeled "trap door", but nothing happens) Smithers: I disabled the button, sir. Anyway, I need some time off. As you know, I've been writing a musical about the Malibu Stacy doll. Burns: A show about a doll?! Heh. Why not do a musical about the common cat or the king of Siam? Give it up Smithers. Smithers: Actually, we've been booked into a small theater in New Mexico. Burns: Whoa, whoa! Slow down there, maestro. There's a New Mexico? Smithers: Yes. I want to go there and make my dream come true. I'll just be gone for a week. Burns: Oh, fine. I can amuse myself. (takes out a gun which shoots the comical "Bang!" flag) Curses! It's jammed! (after shaking, the flag gets loose and strikes Smithers) Heh, heh, heh. Hi-larious! (sic)
 * Homer (to skunks): Oh, am I glad to see you guys. You gotta... (gets sprayed with stink) Lisa: Dad? The panda was you? Homer: Did you see Daddy dance? They all saw me dance.
 * Ralph: Sim-Sim likes to boogie.
 * Moe (after Homer/Sim-Sim is taken away by Ping-Ping): Ha! You ain't gonnin' nowhere, cutie.
 * Lenny: Wow, I've never seen you have so many lunch beers before, Homer. Carl: Oh, I...concur. (Homer and Lenny stare at Carl) Word-a-day calendar. Homer: I'm just trying to work up the courage to ask Burns for a raise...or a highly paid internship. Something to solve my money woes. Mr. Burns (entering): Hmm. This must be some sort of cafe-torium. Carl: Here's your chance, Homer. Mr. Burns just...entered the room.
 * Burns: Take that back...for $903. Homer: I retract my statement. Lisa: Dad! Homer: I mean, screw you! Burns: Well, well. It looks like my monkey has evolved into a man...a poor man. Homer: Oh, why'd he have to say that extra thing?
 * Lisa: Don't you need to practice, Dad? Homer: I don't need to practice. "Ho ho ho! Merry..." line? Bart: "Christmas". Homer (grabs script): What? Let me see that!
 * Homer (later): Ho ho ho! Merry Everyone!
 * Homer: What can we do? Lindsey Naegle: (laughs) I'm a financial planner, not a  financial consultant. Now, I'd like my fee please. (Homer write on one of Lindsey's business cards) I know you are not a deaf-mute, Mr. Simpson. We've been talking for the last twenty minutes. (Homer throws several cards at Lindsey, grabs Marge, and runs off)
 * Financial planner: It doesn't look like you've been saving anything for the future! Wiggum: Well, you know how it is with cops. I'll be shot three days before retirement. In the business, we call it retirony. Planner: But, what if you don't get shot? Wiggum: What a terrible thing to say! (Sarah starts crying) Oh, look! You made my wife cry!
 * Lisa: Dad, what happend to the back seat?
 * Homer: I spent it on gas money.