The Simpsons...

Homer: Yeah, pretty much, except we drove around in a van solving mysteries.
Homer: Marge? Since I'm not talking to Lisa, would you please ask her to pass me the syrup?
Marge: Dear, please pass your father the syrup, Lisa.
Lisa: Bart, tell Dad I will only pass the syrup if it won't be used on any meat product.
Bart: You dunkin' your sausages in that syrup homeboy?
Homer: Marge, tell Bart I just want to drink a nice glass of syrup like I do every morning.
Marge: Tell him yourself, you're ignoring Lisa, not Bart.
Homer: Bart, thank your mother for pointing that out.
Marge: Homer, you're not not-talking to me and secondly I heard what you said.
Homer: Lisa, tell your mother to get off my case.
Bart: Uhhh, dad, Lisa's the one you're not talking to.
Homer: Bart, go to your room!
Lawyer: Uh oh, we've drawn Judge Snyder.
Marge: Is that bad?
Lawyer: Well he's had it in for me ever since I kinda ran over his dog...
Marge: You did?
Lawyer: well replace the word kinda with the word repeatedly and the word dog with son...
Bart: Dad, can I go to a rap concert? Tickets are 50 dollars.
Homer: Go to hell.
Bart: Ok, what if I paid for it myself?
Homer: Fine, go nuts
Bart: I love you dad.
Homer: I love you too Jerry.
Homer: Maaaaaaaaarge. It's uterUS not uterYOU.
Lisa: Dad, what's a muppet?
Homer: Well, it's not quite a mop, not quite a puppet... but man... ehehehehahahaehe... so to answer your question, I don't know.
ONE OF MY FAVS:
Marge: Homer, you had it set on whore!! Besides, I don't think women will like being shot in the face.
Homer's Reply: Women will like what I tell them to like.