Fear of Flying Quotes
Marge: Thank you, doctor. Whenever the wind whistles through the leaves, I'll think "Lowenstein," "Lowenstein."
Dr. Zweig: My name is Zweig.
Marge: (going out the door) (whispering) Lowenstein...
Homer: Ever since you started therapy, all you can do is talk about yourself. Well what about me, Marge?
Marge: I just left my first session and I haven't even opened my mouth yet.
Homer: You see? You see? I just left my first session and I haven't opened my mouth yet!
Marge: Well, everybody's got a fear of something.
Homer: Not everybody.
Marge: Sock puppets!
Homer: (screams) Where? Where?! (runs off screaming)
Bart: You know, I have this feeling that we forgot something...
Abe: (still on the plane) (screams with his hands on his face)
Homer: Ehh, I'm sure it's nothing.
Homer: I'd like a beer, please.
Bartender: Sorry, you gotta be a pilot to drink in here.
Homer: Uh, but I am a pilot.
Bartender: Where's your uniform?
Homer: Um, I stowed it safely in the overhead compartment!
Bartender: Well, you talk the talk. Here's a loaner.
Homer: The last bar in Springfield. If they don't let me in here, I'm gonna have to quit drinking.
Homer's Liver: Yay!
Homer: Shut up, liver!
(Homer punches his liver)
Homer: Ow! My liver hurts!
Homer: Wait a minute... there's something bothering me about this place.
(looks around, seemingly oblivious to the fact that this is a lesbian bar)
Homer: I know! This lesbian bar doesn't have a fire exit! Enjoy your death trap, ladies.
Woman: What was her problem?
Homer: Hmmm, this looks like a nice, friendly place. (enters bar and sits down at a booth)
Carla Tortelli: Sammy, you're too old to go on a date with two twins on the same night you're supposed to marry Diane without Rebecca knowin'.
Sam Malone: Okay, Carla, I'll make you a bet: If this affects my major league comeback, I'll sell the bar.
Norm Peterson: Woody, give me a beer.
Woody Boyd: I think you've had enough, Mr. Peterson. My chiropractor says I can't carry you home anymore.
Norm Peterson: Just give me another beer, you brain dead hick! (breaks bottle) I'll kill you! I'll kill all of you!
Cliff Clavin: (holds him down) Whoa! Settle down, Normie! Gotta save those pipes for karaoke.
(Homer screams and runs away)
Norm Peterson: I love you guys. (sobs)