Oh baby.
My darling I... Can't get enough of your love babe.
The perfect crime.
Homer, where have you been all night?
Tell a lie, tell a lie. I was buying pornography.
Hehehe, I would've never though of that.
Son, a woman is a lot like a refridgerator!
Oh! Wait a minute, actually a woman is more like a beer.
They smell good. They look good. You'd step over your own mother just to get one.
But you can't stop at one, you want to drink another woman.
Please Marge.
Is there something wrong Homie?
No, it's just that's I've only seen this movie twice before and I've seen you every night for the last 11 yahh...
What I meant to say is we'll snuggle tomorrow sweetie, I promise.
This morning I turned bacon, eggs and toast into a nice smiley face for Bart and Homer.
What's the point? They'll never notice.
Oh well you'll be surprised.
Well, if it isn't Homer J. Simpson.
Why are we all dressed up?
Because sometimes it's fun to dress up for dinner.
Why are waiting for dad?
Because we love your father and enjoy his company.
Why are we really waiting for dad?
Bunk with me tonight, I'm asking will you bunk with me tonight?
Homer, you've been out all night.
I've been doing some outside projects for Mr. Burns.
Really? Like what?
Oh you know, business stuff. Downsizing e-solutions, the glass ceiling.
Hey dad, give me 50 bucks, I gotta buy some things. Uh, better make it 100.
Yeah me too.
Oh Dad, you must've bought me every Malibu Stacy accessory there is.
Boy, I know you're gonna like your present.
Shut up. Shut up. Kiss my butt. Shut up. Go to hell. Go to hell.
Dad, I promise you, I will never get tired of this.
Yello.
Alright, alright. I'll be right there.
My woman's intuition is telling me something, I wonder what... Oh my god.
Looking for a good time sailor?
I love you. Will you marry me Marge? You mean I'm gonna be a daddy?
I hope we'll always be together... together...
Folks, is your marriage stuck in a rut?
Can you even remember the last time you felt the thrill of romance?
Well maybe you need a divorce!
Noo!
Oh, I could love a million girls, every girl in between. Yeah, I could love a Chinese girl, an Eskimo or Finn.
In fact I think that we could love...
About a million girls.
So you kids really love your father huh?
[Bart and Lisa rambling in agreement]
All right already.
Pretty sober, I've only got one beer inside me. Pull me over, my blood alcohol is 0.03.
Marge I'm home. Where are you?
Ahhhh!