| [Marge picks up the phone again and dials the babysitting service]
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| Receptionist: | | Rubber Baby Buggie Bumper Babysitting Service.
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| Marge: | | This is Marge Simpson, I'd like a babysitter for the evening.
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| Receptionist: | | Wait a minute. The Simpsons?
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| [Looks over at a bulletin board with Bart, Lisa and Maggie, with the words "NO! NO! NO!" on it.]
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| Receptionist: | | Lady, you've got to be kidding!
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| [Receptionist slams the phone and continues writing; phone rings seconds later]
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| Receptionist: | | Rubber Baby Buggie Bumper Babysitting Service.
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| Homer: | | Hello, this is Mr. Ssssamson.
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| Receptionist: | | Did your wife just call a second ago?
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| Homer: | | No, I said Samson, not Simpson.
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| Receptionist: | | Thank God! Those Simpsons, what a bunch of savages! Especially that big ape father.
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| Homer: | | [angrily] D'oh! Actually, the Simpsons are neighbors of ours and we found them to be a quite misunderstood and underrated family.
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