Lisa: Dad, we have to do something all the bees are dying! Homer: (sarcastically) Oh, no! No bees! Ooh, now who will sting me and walk all over my sandwiches? Lisa: But, Dad! Bees pollinate flowers. Homer: Pfft. Flowers, the painted whores of the plant world.
(After Homer shows Lisa the hive containing the new hybrid bees he and Moe had created) Lisa: They sound awfully mad. Are they dangerous? Homer: Hmm, I'm not sure. Let me check. (Lifts the lid of the hive) Are you guys dangerous? (The bees fly out of the hive and knock Homer down) A simple "Yes" would've sufficed!
