Homer: Marge, if you don't mind, I'm a little busy right now achieving financial independence.
Marge: With cans of grease?
Homer: <sarcastically> No. With savings and wise investments. Of course, with grease.
Employee: Four pounds of grease … that comes to … sixty-three cents.
Homer: Woo-hoo!
Bart: Dad, all that bacon cost twenty-seven dollars.
Homer: Yeah, but your mom paid for that!
Bart: But doesn't she get her money from you?
Homer: And I get my money from grease! What's the problem?
Homer: Lisa, I can't imagine anyone being more likable than you... but apparently this new girl is. So my advice would be to start copying her in every way.