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

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Homer: Dad, I may not be the best, but I come to believe that I got it in me to be somebody in this world. And it’s not because I’m so different from you either, it’s because I’m the same. I mean, I can be just as hard-headed, and just as tough. I only hope I can be as good a man as you. Sure, Wernher von Braun is a great scientist, but he isn’t my hero.

O’Dell: God’s honest truth, Homer. What are the chances? A bunch of kids from Coalwood actually winning the national science fair?
Homer: A million to one, O’Dell.
O’Dell: That good? Well, why didn’t you say so?

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

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.