The Simpsons
Sundays 8:00 PM on FOXEdna Krabappel Quotes
Bart: My father invented that drink, and if you'll allow me to demonstrate...
Edna: Bart, are those liquor bottles?
Bart: Um...yes
Edna: Take them to the teacher's lounge. You can have what's left after school.
Well, class the history of our country has been changed again, to correspond with Bart's answers on yesterday's test. America was now discovered in 1942 by... ''some guy.'' And our country isn't called America any more. It's Bonerland.
Mrs. Krabappel
Mrs. Krabappel: Bart Simpson, you're late. Go fill out a tardy slip.
Bart: But I'm only five... (looks at clock) ten, twenty... forty minutes? That's pretty damn late!
(Bart shows the whole classroom the tape for his project called, "How Kittens Are Born: The Ugly Truth")
Bart: and here comes Snowball II. This is the one we kept.
All: EWW!!
Bart: We were gonna keep the gray one, but the mother ate her.
All: EWWWWW!!
Martin: Mrs. Krabappel, he's traumatizing the children!
Mrs. Krabappel: As usual, I agree with you, Martin. Bart, shut that off and take your seat immediately!
Bart: Oh, look! This is really cool. When I hit reverse, I can make 'em go back in.
(The whole classroom screams)
(Martin gives a book report in front of class. Quoting Hemingway:)
Martin: "You're killing me, fish. Never have I seen a greater or more noble thing than you, brother. Come on and kill me. I do not care who kills who. To catch a fish, to kill a bull, to make love to a woman, to live." I thank you. (Bows)
(The classroom is stunned)
Mrs. Krabappel: Oh! Absolutely brilliant! There were moments I truly believed you were Hemingway. Bravo, Martin!
Martin: Oh, please, call me Papa.
(Bart places a ketchup packet on Martin's seat just before he sits down.)
Bart: A little ketchup for your buns, Papa?
(Mrs. Krabappel awards Bart with an extra point on his test, after demonstrating some applied knowledge; this brings his grade from an F to a D-Minus.)
Bart: You mean, I... passed?
Mrs. Krabappel: Just barely!
Bart: (Gasps) I passed! I got a D-Minus! I passed! (Tearfully joyful) All right!
(Bart kisses Mrs. Krabappel and dances out of the classroom.)
Bart: I passed! I passed! I passed! I passed! I got a D-Minus! I passed!
(Bart runs around the front of the school showing off his test.)
Bart: I got a D-Minus! I passed! I got a D-Minus! I passed! I passed! I...(Disgusted) kissed the teacher! (Spits, coughs and blows raspberries.)
(Bart listens to Mrs. Krabappel lecture him about his failing grades.)
Mrs. Krabappel: Your grades have gotten steadily worse since the beginning of the term. Are you aware of that?
Bart: Yes, ma'am.
Mrs. Krabappel: Are you aware that there is a major exam tomorrow on colonial America?
Bart: Yes, ma'am.
Mrs. Krabappel: Blah, blah, blah-blah. Blah, blah, blah?
Bart: Yes, ma'am.
Mrs. Krabappel: Blah-blah, blah-blah-blah, blah-blah-blah-blah.
Bart: Yes, ma'am.
Mrs. Krabappel: Bart! You haven't been paying attention to a word I said, have you?
Bart: Yes, ma'am.
Mrs. Krabappel: Well, then what did I say?
Bart: Uhhh, "Straighten up and fly right?"
Mrs. Krabappel: (Blows raspberry) That was a lucky guess.
(Bart has just given a poor book report on Treasure Island.)
Mrs. Krabappel: Bart, did you read the book?
Bart: Mrs.Krabappel, I am insulted. Is this a book report or a witch hunt?
Mrs. Krabappel: Then perhaps you'd like to tell us the name of the pirate.
Bart's Brain: Blackbeard. Captain Nemo. Captain Hook. Long John Silver. Peg Leg Pete. Bluebeard.
Bart: Bluebeard?
(Bart daydreams about still being in the 4th grade as an adult with his own son in the class as well.)
Mrs. Krabappel: All right, class, the topic is world literature. What was the pirate's name in Treasure Island? Bart Simpson.
Adult Bart: Look, lady, I got a peptic ulcer, a wife hocking me for a new car, and I need a root canal. Will ya quit bugging me about the stupid pirate?
Bart Jr.: (Whispers) Psst. Long John Silver, Dad.
Mrs. Krabappel: I heard that, Bart Jr.! I want to see both of you after class today.
Adult Bart: D'oh! Thanks a lot, son!
Mrs. Krabappel: But look at these results: fifty-five, forty-two, twenty-six. A twelve on state capitals?
Bart: Okay, okay! Why are we dancing around the obvious? I know it, you know it! I am dumb, okay? Dumb as a post. Think I'm happy about it?
Mrs. Krabappel: Now class, I don't want this field trip to be a repeat of our infamous visit to the Springfield State Prison. So, I want you all to be on your best behavior, especially you, Bart Simpson.
Bart: Mrs. Krabappel, I didn't unlock that door!
Mrs. Krabappel: Take your seat, Bart.
Bart: Oh, please, Mrs. Krabappel, not next to Wendell. He pukes on every bus ride. No offense, Wendell.
Mrs. Krabappel: Be that as it may, it's the only seat left, so get in there!
(Bart takes his seat next to Wendell.)
Wendell: Please try not to shake the seat like that.
