1 (SQUAWKS) IT'S DARK. (SCHOOL BELL RINGING) (BELCHES) (WHISTLE BLOWS) (YELLS) (BEEPING) (PLAYING THE BLUES) (PLAYING THE BLUES) (TYRES SCREECHING) D'OH! (TYRES SCREECHING) (GRUNTS) (GUN FIRES, ALL GRUNT) (PANTING) HMM? (GLASS SHATTERS, ELECTRICAL CRACKLING) (CARNIVAL MUSIC PLAYING) HOT DOGS, NOT SO HOT DOGS! COLD AND DROOPY! FRIED DOUGH! AMERICA'S WORST LEGAL FOOD! NEVER LEAVES YOUR BODY! WOW, THE TRUTH IN BOARDWALKING LAW HAS REALLY DONE A NUMBER ON THIS PLACE. SHOOT AN OVERSIZED BASKETBALL INTO AN UNDERSIZED HOOP! IT'S IMPOSSIBLE! THE PRIZES HAVE BEEN HERE FOR 50 YEARS! HOMER: OOH. (SIGHS) (WHIMPERING IN FEAR) MAYBE WE SHOULD JUST CHECK OUT THE STREET PERFORMERS. (VIOLIN PLAYING MOURNFUL MELODY) BIG DEAL! I COULD JUGGLE SIX PINS IF THEY LET ME USE A UNICYCLE. WELL, IF YOU THINK IT'S TOO EASY, WHY DON'T YOU THROW ME SOMETHING ELSE? WHOA! WHOA. (BART LAUGHING) ARE YOU INSANE? YOU CAN'T THROW A LITTLE BOY INTO MY CASCADE. (LISA SQUEALS, LAUGHS) STOP TOSSING KIDS! (BART, LISA AND HOMER LAUGHING) (JUGGLER SCREAMING) (LAUGHING) OH, MAN, I LOVE SATURDAYS. MAN, I LOVE SATURDAYS. FINALLY, I CAN HAVE FUN WITH SOMETHING I BOUGHT FOR MYSELF: A NEW WATER HEATER. (GROANING) ALMOST THERE. (GRUNTING) (SIGHS) FIVE MORE WATER HEATERS, AND WE GET A FREE WATER HEATER! (CREAKING) (HUMMING) HUH? A MYSTERIOUS DOOR. HUH? HMM, IT'S LIKE A SAUNA IN HERE. IT IS A SAUNA IN HERE. HUH, MUST HAVE BEEN PUT IN BY A PREVIOUS OWNER. THIS HOUSE IS FULL OF SURPRISES. BUT THIS IS THE FIRST GOOD ONE. (STEAM HISSING) (SIGHS) I CAN'T WAIT TO TELL EVERYONE. OH, THIS IS GREAT, HONEY. THANKS FOR TELLING ME ABOUT IT. I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND I INVITED LENNY. AND I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND I INVITED CARL AND MOE. YEAH, YOU KNOW, MY INVITATION DIDN'T SAY NOTHING ABOUT NO TOWELS, SO, UH, I GUESS WE SHOULD ALL JUST GO SCANDINAVIAN. HUH, HUH? (GROANS) MAYBE I'LL KEEP THIS TO MYSELF FOR A WHILE. (SIGHS) OOH, LAMB KEBAB. (SWALLOWS LOUDLY) OOH! CHICKEN KEBAB! (SWALLOWS LOUDLY) OOH! FIRE KEBAB! DAD, NO! DAD, YES! (SWALLOWS LOUDLY) OW! WATER! OH, OH, THANK YOU. (GULPING) (CHUCKLES) WHY... YOU... LITTLE... (HOMER GROANING) I'M AFRAID HIS TONGUE WILL BE IN THAT CAST FOR A FEW WEEKS. IT MAY PUT SOMETHING OF A CRAMP IN YOUR LOVEMAKING. NO, IT WON'T-- IF HE WANTS ME TO DO SOMETHING, HE'LL JUST WRITE IT DOWN. (GROANING) (GARBLED): WHAT DOES IT SAY? IS IT COMPLIMENTARY? YEAH, SURE, IT'S COMPLIMENTARY. IT IS? HEY, EVERYBODY, CHECK OUT MY COMPLIMENT! (CROWD LAUGHING) (HOMER MOANS SADLY) (SAW BUZZING) NOW, HOMER, HOW WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO REMOVE IT: YANKY OR PEELY? GOT IT. (SCREAMS): OW! I HELD UP TWO FOR "PEELY"! OH, I THOUGHT THAT WAS A "Y," FOR "YANKY." I'LL MAKE A NOTE IN YOUR CHART THAT YOU AREN'T ALWAYS CLEAR. WELL, AT LEAST I CAN EAT AGAIN. MMM, CHERRY. (SCREAMING) TOO MUCH CHERRY! OOH, LEMON. THAT'LL STOP THE CHERRY. (GASPING) DOCTOR, WHY IS THIS HAPPENING TO ME? WELL, I DO HAVE AN IDEA, BUT JUST TO BE SURE, LET'S RUN SOME EXPENSIVE TESTS. (CHUCKLING) HMM, THE FIRE BURNED OFF YOUR OLD TASTE BUDS, EXPOSING NEW ONES. ALL: OOH! THAT'LL BE OUR CHRISTMAS CARD THIS YEAR. HOMER, YOU'VE BECOME A SUPER-TASTER. THE MILDEST SPICES WILL OVERWHELM YOUR TONGUE. EVEN A TACO COULD DRIVE YOU INSANE. (CHUCKLES) I CAN'T EAT TACOS? OH, MY GOD. WHAT DAY OF MAYO IS IT? CINCO. AY-YI-YI-YI-YI! TRY THESE BEETS. I BOILED ALL THE RED OUT. (GRUNTS) I STILL TASTE OVERTONES OF PINK! DAD, I GOT THE PERFECT THING. MMM... MMM! IT FEELS LIKE FOOD, BUT IT HAS NO FLAVOUR WHATSOEVER! IT'S MAC AND CHEESE FROM THE SCHOOL CAFETERIA: THE BLANDEST FOOD KNOWN TO MAN. WHAT ELSE DO THEY GOT? TOFU CUBES, TIDY JOES, CHILI CON COTTAGE CHEESE, OOH, PECAN BLANDIES, CREAM OF STEAM, YOU GUESS 'EMS... MAN, WHO COMES UP WITH THIS STUFF? OLD COMEDY WRITERS WHO NOW HAVE TO WORK AT OUR KITCHEN. THE ONE RULE WE HAD ON CHARLES IN CHARGE, IS CHARLES MUST ALWAYS BE IN CHARGE. OH, YEAH, THAT MAKES SENSE TO ME. HMM, GOOD RULE. THAT'S A GREAT RULE. GREAT RULE. LUNCH CARD. (BEEPS) LUNCH CARD. (BEEPS) LUNCH CARD. HOMER: DON'T HAVE ONE. DAD, WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? SON, FROM NOW ON, I'M EATING ALL MY MEALS HERE AT SCHOOL... WITH YOU! WHAT? NO! OH, COME ON, RELAX. I WON'T EMBARRASS YOU. $3.85. UH... (CHUCKLES): CAN I WORK IT OFF? DON'T WORRY, I WON'T EMBARRASS YOU. I'LL START YOU ON JELL-O. # OH, I'M BIG AND YELLOW AND I'M SERVIN' JELL-O # # IF YOU'RE A FELLOW AND YOU WANT SOME JELL-O # # YOU BETTER BELLOW # # "HEY, BIG GUY, GIVE ME SOME JELL-O." # UP-BUP-BUP-BUP. NO JELL-O FOR YOU, BART. IT'LL KEEP YOU UP AT NIGHT. LIKE LAST WEEK WHEN YOU CRAWLED INTO BED WITH ME AND MOMMY. (LAUGHTER) SURE IS HOT BACK HERE. AND THERE WE GO. DON'T WORRY, I WON'T EMBARRASS YOU. q I USED TO DATE YOUR DAUGHTER. BUDDY, I'M HERE TO EAT, NOT MAKE INTERESTING CONVERSATION. DAD, DO YOU HAVE TO HANG OUT AT MY SCHOOL? IT'S BAD ENOUGH I HAVE TO BE HERE THREE DAYS A WEEK. WELL, I KNOW WHEN I'M NOT WANTED. AM I WANTED? NO. (MOANS) HI, HOMER SIMPSON. MIND IF I SIT NEAR YOUR SON? MINE SUCKS. WELL, WE CERTAINLY ARE PROUD OF NOAH. HE'S A STRAIGHT-A STUDENT. NOAH, STATE CAPITALS: ALPHABETICAL ORDER, ON MY CLAP! (STACCATO CLAPPING) ALBANY! ANNAPOLIS! ATLANTA! AUGUSTA! AUSTIN! BATON ROUGE! BISMARCK! BOISE! BOSTON! (OFFBEAT CLAPPING) CAPITAL CITY! CARSON CITY! WOW! HE'S TERRIFIED OF YOU. THAT'S WHY I'M HERE: TO MAKE SURE HE GETS GOOD GRADES. WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, WHOA, WHOA-- YOU COME TO SCHOOL TO HELP HIM GET GOOD GRADES? ISN'T THAT WHY WE PAY PUBLIC SCHOOL TEACHERS THOSE ENORMOUS SALARIES? WELL, CALL ME OVER-INVOLVED, BUT SOMEDAY, YOUR SON WILL BE MY SON'S CHAUFFEUR. WELL, I HOPE YOUR SON ENJOYS BEING DRIVEN AROUND BY THE PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES. REALLY? LET'S SEE WHAT THE FUTURE PRESIDENT'S DOING RIGHT NOW. (SNORTING, GRUNTING) (LAUGHING) YEAH... YOU DON'T SEE MANY PRESIDENTS DOING THAT. MAYBE L.B.J., YOU KNOW, AT THE END. IT'S NOT YOUR SON'S FAULT, IT'S YOURS. YOU HAVE TO HOVER OVER YOUR KID'S SHOULDER TO FORCE HIM TO SUCCEED. IT'S CALLED "HELICOPTER PARENTING." I DON'T HAVE TO "HELICOPTER" BART. I'VE GOT A BACKUP PLAN CALLED "LISA." OH, RIGHT, YOUR SECOND GRADER. SURE, SHE'S SMART, BUT HOW CAN SHE BE SUCCESSFUL IF SHE'S NOT POPULAR? UM, DO YOU MIND IF I JOIN YOU? WELL, THAT DEPENDS. WHAT ARE YOU EATING? BAKED POTATO, SIDE SALAD AND A... WELL, WE'RE HAVING COLD SHOULDER. (ALL LAUGHING) (LISA GROANS) IS THIS SEAT TAKEN? NO, GO AHEAD, TAKE IT. TAKE IT WAY OVER THERE. (ALL LAUGHING) OH, MY GOD! MY SON'S A LOSER AND MY DAUGHTER'S A LONER! WAY TO GO, MARGE! (HUMMING) MARGE, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN? WELL, I, UH... NO TIME. I'LL JUST DEDUCE WHERE YOU WERE FROM A LIST OF POSSIBILITIES IN MY HEAD. (MARGE CHUCKLING) THAT MAKES SENSE. MOVING ON. IF WE DON'T GET MORE INVOLVED IN THEIR LIVES, BART AND LISA ARE GOING TO BE FAILURES. FAILURES WHO WORK FOR... NOAH! "NOAH." I LIKE THAT NAME. NO-AHHH. NOAH. NOAH! AREN'T YOU THE ONE WHO USUALLY WORRIES ABOUT STUFF? AM I? IF MARGE DOESN'T WORRY ABOUT THE KIDS, THEN THAT LEAVES... (GASPS): ME! HELP ME, MAYONNAISE! ("COLUMBIA, THE GEM OF THE OCEAN" PLAYS) (HOMER HUMS "COLUMBIA, THE GEM OF THE OCEAN" LOOK AT ALL THESE HELICOPTER PARENTS. I HOPE BART'S DOING OKAY ON HIS OWN. # LA-LA, LA-LA, LA-LA-LA-LA-LA. # (GASPS) THERE'S NO FUTURE IN THAT! DON'T FORGET, CHILDREN, MONDAY IS THE BALSA-WOOD MODEL-BUILDING COMPETITION. THE AMERICAN BALSA COUNCIL WILL AWARD THIS YEAR'S WINNER A $1,000 SAVINGS BOND FOR THEIR COLLEGE EDUCATION. (GASPS) A THOUSAND DOLLARS?! THAT'S WHAT MY HOUSE IS WORTH! BART SIMPSON, WHAT WILL YOU BE MAKING? I DON'T KNOW. TIME TO TAKE CONTROL OF MY SON'S LIFE. LET'S SEE. WHAT CAN HE BUILD? EH... TOO OBVIOUS. GOT TO BE SOMETHING FROM EARTH. YOU'RE NO HELP. (GASPS) PERFECT! "THE WASHINGTON MONUMENT"? HMM, WASHINGTON MONUMENT. I LIKE BART'S IDEA. YOU'RE NOT IN THIS CLASS. WILLIE SWEPT ME IN HERE. MY MISTAKE. I DID IT! I HELPED MY SON! HELICOPTER HOMER AWAY! (MIMICS PROPELLER NOISES) BLACK HAWK DOWN! BLACK HAWK DOWN! LISA, I FOUND THIS BOOK IN THE "WHAT'S WRONG WITH MY DAUGHTER" SECTION OF THE BOOKSTORE. IT TELLS YOU HOW YOU CAN GET POPULAR. DAD, IF I JOIN A CLIQUE, I'LL BE THE KIND OF PERSON I HATE. SWEETIE, OUR COUNTRY WAS FOUNDED BY A CLIQUE: THE CONTINENTAL CONGRESS. DOLPHINS SWIM IN CLIQUES. THOSE ARE MY TWO EXAMPLES. HMM, WELL, THEY ARE GOOD ONES. AND TO SHOW YOU HOW THIS BOOK WORKS, I WILL DEMONSTRATE ON SOME RATS. LET'S TRY WHAT CHAPTER SEVEN CALLS "UN-SULTS," INSULTS DISGUISED AS COMPLIMENTS. HEY, LENNY. IT TAKES A LOT OF COURAGE TO WEAR SUSPENDERS WHEN YOU'RE NOT IN THE CIRCUS. WELL THAT'S VERY NICE OF YOU... HEY! YOU SAYING MY CLOTHES ARE CLOWN-LIKE? OH, GOD, I FEEL SO INSECURE. PLEASE BE MY FRIEND. SEE, IT WORKS. AND UN-SULTS ARE JUST THE BEGINNING. THERE'S ALSO ENVY-TATIONS, HATE-HUGS, SPAMMING WITH FAINT PRAISE AND... HEY, EVERYONE, WANT TO GO GET FROZEN YOGURT? I DO! YEAH! OH, YEAH! OOH, I'M SORRY, MOE. I DIDN'T MEAN "EVERYONE" EVERYONE. HOPE YOU DON'T MIND. UH, NO, UH, THAT'S ALL RIGHT. (CRIES) (CONTINUES CRYING) IF I DIDN'T SELL BOOZE, THEY PROBABLY WOULDN'T EVEN COME HERE! (CRYING) AND THAT, MY DEAR GIRL, IS CALLED THE TOLEDO TAKE-BACK. DAD, I DON'T WANT TO HURT PEOPLE'S FEELINGS. I SEE. WELL, MAYBE YOU'RE NOT READY FOR THIS BOOK. IT IS MORE OF A BIG GIRL THING. I'M A BIG GIRL! I'M A BIG GIRL! (CHUCKLES) HMM! ONE OF YOU SAID SOMETHING BAD ABOUT THE OTHER. HE DID?! HE DID?! (CHUCKLES) (OTTO HUMMING) SON, YOU BUY AN AWFUL LOT OF AIRPLANE GLUE, BUT YOU NEVER BUY ANY MODELS. OH, UH, RIGHT, MODELS. ONE MESSERSCHMITT M.E. 262, A '67 S.S. G.T.O., AN ALFRED E. NEUMAN WITH INTERCHANGEABLE ARMS... (DOOR BELL CHIMES, OTTO HUMS) (ENTRANCE BELL CHIMES) WE'D LIKE SOME BALSA WOOD, PLEASE. ENOUGH TO BUILD A WASHINGTON MONUMENT. WHAT SCALE ARE YOU USING? WHAT COLOGNE ARE YOU WEARING? NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS! NOW WE'D LIKE OUR WASHINGTON MONUMENT TO BE 1/500 THE SIZE OF THE REAL ONE. (LAUGHS) WASHINGTON MONUMENT? AREN'T YOU GOING TO EVEN TRY? WHAT DO YOU MEAN? AND WHO ARE YOU? I'M YOUR SON'S PRINCIPAL. AND THE WASHINGTON MONUMENT IS THE MOST UNINSPIRED MODEL CHOICE THERE IS. IT'S LIKE SAYING, "I DON'T CARE. MY KID'S A LOSER." BUT! YOU... WHAT'S THE HARDEST MODEL THERE IS? HMM, THAT WOULD BE WESTMINSTER ABBEY. ATTENTION PARENTS, CHILDREN AND CHILDLESS WEIRDOES! MY SON AND I ARE GOING TO BUILD... WESTMINSTER ABBEY! (ALL GASPING) YOU'VE GOT TO BE CRAZY! PREPARE TO BE FRUSTRATED! YOU WON'T GET PAST THE NORTH TRANSEPT! HEY, HOW HARD CAN IT BE? ALL WE HAVE TO DO IS FOLLOW THE DIRECTIONS. (GRUNTING) (GLASS BREAKING) Visit kiwiwealth.co.nz. See what could happen to our KiwiSaver account in the future if you review it now. We could have that much more? - Uh-huh. - That's brilliant. Join the Kiwi Wealth KiwiSaver Scheme and you can try our exclusive Future You tool. Visit kiwiwealth.co.nz. q MARGE, THE BOY AND I WILL BE MAKING WESTMINSTER ABBEY. BLABBY'S GONNA BUILD AN ABBEY. GROOVY. BUT FIRST, AS PART OF OPERATION POPULARITY, LISA AND I ARE HOSTING A DECORATE-YOUR-OWN-CELL-PHONE PARTY IN THE BACK YARD. (GASPS) BRITTANY AND KAITLIN ARE HERE! WHERE'S MY SPRAY-ON TAN?! "ANT POISON"? OH, WHY DO I ALWAYS READ THE LABELS AFTER? LADIES, WE'VE GOT IT ALL. RHINESTONES, STICKERS, TASSELS... EVERYTHING TO MAKE THOSE HUNDRED-DOLLAR PHONES LOOK LIKE FIVE-DOLLAR TOYS. LISA, THIS PARTY IS TWISTED! YOU'RE FIERCE! (NERVOUS CHUCKLE) I'VE NEVER BEEN CALLED "FIERCE" BEFORE. "STRIDENT." "HECTORING" HAS BEEN TOSSED AROUND. LET ME TAKE A PICTURE OF YOU FOR MY CELL PHONE. I'LL PUT YOU ON MY DESKTOP! I'M GOING TO MAKE YOU MY FRIEND ON FACEBOOK. PLEASE CONFIRM. CONFIRM. (SQUEALS) (GIRLS GIGGLING, CAMERA PHONES CLICKING) I AM SUCH A GREAT PARENT TO BOTH MY KIDS. HELLO, LITTLE GIRL. WHO DO YOU BELONG TO? HEY, BOY, WHY DON'T I DO THAT FOR YOU? ISN'T THIS SUPPOSED TO BE MY PROJECT? ALL THE OTHER PARENTS ARE DOING IT FOR THEIR KIDS. NOW STAND BACK AND I'LL TAKE IT FROM HERE. A LITTLE FURTHER BACK. DO YOU WANT ME TO WATCH AND LEARN? NAW, THAT KIND OF CREEPS ME OUT. MUST FINISH POET'S CORNER OR BART WILL WORK FOR NOAH WITH HIS HOT MOM. (SNORING) (BELL TOLLING) OH, THAT'S NOT HENRY THE SEVENTH, IT'S HENRY THE SIXTH! STUPID, STUPID, STUPID! (WITH BRITISH ACCENT): HOMER. DON'T GIVE UP TILL YOU FINISH MY DEAR ABBEY. GEOFFREY CHAUCER?! WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE? WELL, I'M BURIED HERE. AND I WANT TO TELL YOU, YOU'RE RIGHT TO DO ALL BART'S WORK FOR HIM. IT'S THE BEST THING FOR THE BOY. (BRITISH ACCENT): THAT'S TERRIBLE ADVICE. ANNE OF CLEVES! WHAT YOU DO FOR YOUR SON, HE'LL NEVER LEARN TO DO FOR HIMSELF. (BRITISH ACCENT): OH, AND WHERE IS THIS DELIGHTFUL BOY? OSCAR WILDE? HOMER, THERE ARE ONLY TWO TRAGEDIES IN LIFE: ONE IS NOT GETTING WHAT ONE WANTS, AND THE OTHER IS GETTING IT. BUT THAT MAKES NO SENSE. "EXPERIENCE" IS SIMPLY THE NAME WE GIVE TO OUR MISTAKES. SHUT UP! THESE DAYS, MAN KNOWS THE PRICE OF EVERYTHING AND THE VALUE OF NOTHING. WHATEVER HAPPENED TO "BOO?" (BELL TOLLING) (MUMBLING) NOW WE COULD SMASH THE REAL WESTMINSTER ABBEY SO IT LOOKS LIKE THIS. OH, THERE ARE NO FLIGHTS TO LONDON TILL 5:00. WELCOME TO SPRINGFIELD ELEMENTARY'S NEXT TOP MODEL... BUILDING CONTEST. KENNY, HE SAID YOUR SHOW. OH, I WATCHED IT ONCE! NOW, JUDGES, START YOUR NODDING. MM-HMM. HMM... MM-HMM. FLAWLESS. STUNNING. AWE-INSPIRING. METICULOUS. HMM? HMM... (GROANS) SKINNER! THESE MODELS ARE CLEARLY THE WORK OF MEDDLING PARENTS. THE ONLY ENTRY THAT REPELS MY EYE ENOUGH TO BE CONSTRUCTED BY A STUDENT IS THIS ONE. CONGRATULATIONS, SON. AT LEAST YOU FOLLOWED THE RULES. YES! YES! IN YOUR FACE, LOSERS! THIS HELICOPTER IS TAKING OFF! (MIMICS PROPELLER NOISES) NO! STOP THE HOVERING! (PROPELLER NOISES SLOWING DOWN) (PROPELLER NOISES STOP) I DIDN'T MAKE THIS TERRIBLE MODEL. MY DAD DID. (GASPING) WHY CAN'T YOU GUYS LET US DO THINGS FOR OURSELVES? IN THE WORDS OF OSCAR WILDE, "EXPERIENCE IS SIMPLY THE NAME WE GIVE TO OUR MISTAKES." I SAW HIM TOO, DAD. I'M SORRY. I GOT CARRIED AWAY. FROM NOW ON, THE ONLY THING I'LL EVER DO FOR YOU IS CO-SIGN IF YOU WANT A GUN. AT LEAST I MADE LISA POPULAR. (CELL PHONE RINGS) "I H-8 THIS?" HUH? I'M SORRY, DAD. THESE GIRLS ARE NICE ON THE SURFACE, BUT IT'S HARD WORK STAYING THIS SHALLOW. I HOPE YOU UNDERSTAND. YEAH, IT'S CLEAR TO ME NOW. THE BEST THING I CAN DO AS A PARENT IS SIMPLY CHECK OUT. NO, THERE'S A MIDDLE GROUND. LISA, A LIGHT BULB IS EITHER ON OR IT'S OFF. NOT IF YOU USE A DIMMER SWITCH. THAT'S WHAT THE DIMMER SWITCH COMPANIES WANT YOU TO THINK. WHAT'S WRONG, HOMIE? I TRIED TO FIX THE KIDS' LIVES, BUT INSTEAD I LED THEM TO RICH AND REWARDING PERSONAL DECISIONS OF THEIR OWN. (MOANS) WELL, I KNOW A PLACE IN THIS HOUSE WHERE YOU CAN REALLY RELAX. THE MATTRESS THE DOG SLEEPS ON IN THE CELLAR? NO, I GAVE THAT TO THE HOMELESS SHELTER. OH, IT WAS STUFFED WITH CASH! WELL, I'LL MAKE YOU FORGET ALL ABOUT IT. (RELAXED SIGHING) FEELING BETTER, SUPER DAD? OH, YEAH. (BOTH MOANING) (CHUCKLING) OH, I FEEL LIKE I'VE DIED AND GONE TO HELL. ("THE NUTCRACKER SUITE: VII LES MIRLITONS" PLAYS) (VOCALISING) # THE SIMPSONS # (VOCALISING THEME SONG) (MIMICKING CARS ZOOMING) (VOCALISING THEME SONG) Captioned by Media Access Group at WGBH. www.able.co.nz Captions were made possible with funding from NZ On Air. Able 2015