(Homer looks at himself in the mirror and sees the cartoon version of him)
Homer: Marge! Did you replace our regular mirror with a magical mirror from a mystical salesman at a weird store so if we went back to find it it wouldn't be there anymore?
Krusty: Come back! I'm a clown! I can't afford to look ridiculous!
Bart: Lion blast!
Reverend Lovejoy: Before the world began, there was only table. Then the great constructor scissored open bag one and dumped out the universe. Then came the time of the great sorting. Color to color, Shape to shape, and a pile of just windows and doors. And everything was made of eternal, unchanging acrylonitrile butadiene styrene," or in the common tongue, plastic.
Homer: But, Reverend, what if everything isn't made of plastic? I think there's more to this world.
Rev. Lovejoy: You mean like decals? Well, the Orthodox don't use them, but we're a Reform congregation. (two Lego minifigs glue a decal window to the church)
Homer: No. I mean a place where nothing snaps together and you just can't toss your kids in a dishwasher to clean 'em.
Rev. Lovejoy: Oh, Homer, a place like that could only exist in some kind of magic rock song.
Ned Flanders: Look around-- we live in a perfect world where everything fits together and no one gets hurt.
Moe: Mustache is right.
Homer: But I'm having all these hallucinations. Like right now my hands look like they're these weird wiggly things. I think they have a name, but I can't put my finger on it. (everyone on the church gasps)
Ned Flanders: (to Rod and Todd) Don't look, Boys! (takes off their heads and holds them against his body)
Homer: Wait! You guys see them too?
Abe: He is a freak! Take him apart and lose the pieces under the couch!
Marge: Well, I don't find him disgusting. (holds his hand) Oh, boy, that's mushy!
Homer: Come on, Marge. We need real answers, and there's only one place we can get them!
Rev. Lovejoy: (looking at the bible) Let's see, "fingers. Come on, show me something about fingers. (gasps) Bad news, people. Our religion is not true. Sorry about that. Really sorry.