Jack White: Hey, kid! Why don't you watch where you're going?
Bart: Sorry, White Stripes. No hard feelings?
Meg White: Let's kick his ass!
Bart: I used to be a great drummer. And now I'm nobody, just like Phil Collins.
[at Homer's Vegas wife, Amber's, funeral]
Bart: So, how did malt liquor mommy die?
Marge Simpson: I told you to stop calling her that.
Lenny: You know that sign that says not to stand up on the roller coaster?
Lenny: She overdosed right in front of it.