Kent Brockman: So, it seems we've all been the victims of a cruel hoax perpetrated by a ten-year-old hooligan. The time has come for finger-pointing, and most of them are squarely aimed at the boy's parents.
Homer: It's not our fault. We didn't want the boy. He was an accident.
Marge: Homer!
Homer: Uh, could you edit that last part out?
Kent Brockman: Uh, Mr. Simpson, we're live coast-to-coast.
Homer: D'oh!
Frasier: Untill Monday then, this is Dr. Crane signing off. (presses a button on the console) Good grief! Never in my life have I heard from such a bunch of whiny, provincial crybabies. I swear to God, this entire city has lost it's tiny, rain-addled mind!
Roz: Dr. Crane, we're still on the air.
Frasier: Thank you, Roz. (presses the button more firmly this time)
Roz: Now we're off!
Roz: Dr. Crane, we're still on the air.
Frasier: Thank you, Roz. (presses the button more firmly this time)
Roz: Now we're off!
— Frasier
"Oh, Homer was spending money like a... teenage Arab. Heh. He bought me a Rolex and cashmere jeans... I felt kinda guilty 'cause I was always trying to score with his wife. So when do we start filming? Oh."
— Moe Szyslak, The Simpsons, "Behind the Laughter"
