Homer: Boy, Moe, you sure look angry. Want some nuts?
Moe: Thank you, I love nuts. [Opens the can and a spring sticks in Moe's eye] Ow! God, my eye!
[At the Simpson house]
Homer: Welcome to the kitchen of tomorrow, today! Marge, how much would you pay for a self flipping hamburger pan?
Homer: Don't ask yet! Watch how easy it is to flip hamburgers with the help of God's latest creation, the springs. [The casserole has springs under it. The burgers jump on the air and the oil burns Homer. He screams.] Some second-degree burns but some first class burgers!
Marge: Homer, get rid of these springs!
Homer: But you haven't seen the baby of tomorrow! [Maggie is full of springs] Now, if I drop her, no more tears! [He uses her as a basketball ball]
Marge: Give me my baby!
Homer: Give it up, Marge, I'm coming through the hole!
Marge: Homer, I'm not sure that's a good idea. I want these springs out of our house today!
[Inside the bathroom, Homer flushes the springs down the toilet]
Homer: [Singing] You flush one down, it swirls around. Nine hundred and ninety nine springs to flush down!
Marge: [Knocks the door] You're not flushing those springs down our toilet, are you?
Homer: Of course not! Nine hundred and ninety six springs to flush down, nine hundred and ninety six springs!
[The boat, with all of the old people, Bart and Lisa, is sinking. When it does, it goes up again]