Homer and Marge make up at Moe's bar. Last lines of episode.
Moe: Okay, everybody, for the next 15 minutes, one-third off on every pitcher!
Barflies cheer and start making large orders.
Moe: Hey, one per customer. Domestic beer only. Hey, no sharing!
Marge: (on Dr. Nick Riviera) Hmm, well, to be honest, he seemed a lot more concerned about wrapping Bart in bandages than in making him feel better. And he mispronounced words that even I know, like abdomen... and his office was dirty. Now that I think about it, I'm not sure if he was even a doctor!
Lawyer: Mrs. Simpson, could you describe to us in your own words, Bart's immediate, mental anguish.
Marge: Well, I don't know how intense it was. Well, I guess he missed three days of school, though he doesn't like school all that much. So that may not count as anguish. But it was a little hard on me having him around the house all that time.
Lawyer: Could you put a dollar amount on these hardships?
Marge: Well we pay Bart $5 a week to take out the trash. I suppose if he have been able to do it that way, we might have given him the $5.
Lawyer: $5?! But your lawyer, assuming he is a lawyer is asking for a million. Well we can't blame them for trying now can we. (laughs) Thank you very much, Mrs. Simpson.