The Simpsons (TV Series)

Simpsons Roasting on an Open Fire (1989)

Yeardley Smith: Lisa Simpson

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• [Final lines] 

  All : [singing]  Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer / Had a very shiny nose / And if you ever saw it / You might even say it glows...

  Bart : Like a lightbulb!

  Homer : Bart!

  All : All of the other reindeer / Used to laugh and call him names...

  Lisa Simpson : Like Schnozzola!

  Homer : Lisa!

  All : They never let poor Rudolph / Play in any reindeer games...

  Bart : Like strip poker!

  Homer : I'm warning you two...

  Marge : Then one foggy Christmas eve / Santa came to call... Take it, Homey!

  Homer : Uh, Rudolph get your nose over here / I'll let you guide my sleigh today!

  All : How all the reindeer loved him / As they shouted out with glee / Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer / You'll go down in history!

  Bart : Like Attila the Hun...

  [choking noises] 

  Homer : Why you little!

• Patty : It's almost nine o'clock.

  Selma : Where is Homer, anyway?

  Patty : It's typical of the big doofus to spoil it all.

  Lisa Simpson : What, Aunt Patty?

  Patty : Oh nothing, dear. I'm just trashing your father.

  Lisa Simpson : Well, I wish that you wouldn't. Because aside from the fact that he has the same frailties as all human beings, he's the only father I have. Therefore, he is my model of manhood, and my estimation of him will govern the prospects of my adult relationships. So I hope you bare in mind that any knock at him is a knock at me, and I am far too young to defend myself against such onslaughts.

  Patty : Mm-hm. Go watch your cartoon show, dear.

• [Bart and Lisa are writing their Christmas lists on the floor] 

  Marge Simpson : All right, children, let me have those letters, I'll mail them to Santa's workshop at the North Pole.

  Bart Simpson : Oh, please. There's only fat guy that brings us presents, and his name ain't Santa.

  [Lisa hands her list to Marge] 

  Marge Simpson : Uh --- A pony?

  [Lisa's list has "a pony" written on it five times] 

  Marge Simpson : Oh, Lisa you've asked for that for the past three years, and I keep telling you Santa can't fit a pony on his sleigh. Can't you take a hint?

  Lisa Simpson : But I really want a pony, and I've been really really good this year.

  Marge Simpson : Oh, dear, maybe Bart can be a little more realistic.

  [Marge grabs Bart's letter] 

  Marge Simpson : A tattoo?

  Homer Simpson : A what?

  [Homer overheard] 

  Bart Simpson : Yeah! There cool, and they last the rest of your life.

  Marge Simpson : You will not be getting any tattoos for Christmas.

  [Homer walks over] 

  Homer Simpson : Yeah, if you want one you're going to have to pay for it out of your own allowance.

  Bart Simpson : All right!

  Marge Simpson : Homer!

  [Looks at Homer with distain]