Quentin: What do you want to know about rockets?
Homer: Everything.

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Roy Lee: I don’t know why they’d drop a bomb on this place, be a heck of a waste of a bomb.

Principal Turner: Miss Riley, our job is to give these kids an education.
Miss Riley: Mmm-hmm.
Principal Turner: Not false hopes.
Miss Riley: False hopes? Do you want me to sit quiet, let ’em breathe in coal dust the rest of their life?
Principal Turner: Miss Riley, once in a while a lucky one will get out on a football scholarship. The rest of ’em work in the mines.
Miss Riley: How ’bout I believe in the unlucky ones? Hmm? I have to, Mister Turner, or I’d go out of my mind.

Homer: Would you just step on it, Roy Lee?
Roy Lee: I am stepping on it.

O’Dell: That’s a good idea. Four unidentifiable high school students lost their lives early this morning when their toy rocket exploded.

Elsie: If you don’t, I’ll leave you. I’ll find work. I’ll do whatever it takes to get away from here. I’ll live in a tree to get away from you. Don’t you think I won’t.
John: Where would you go?
Elsie: Myrtle Beach.