The Simpsons (1989–…): Season 26, Episode 21 - Bull-E - full transcript
After the school bullies destroy Bart's dance trophy Marge persuades the town to pass an anti-bullying law - which some people abuse for personal revenge. However Ned Flanders' sons report Homer for exploiting their father and he is forced to attend a therapy group. As a result he becomes very humble and it is Ned who gets annoyed to think that Homer is being regarded as a hero before the two men finally reconcile.
♪ The Simpsons 26x21 ♪
Bull-E
Original Air Date on May 10, 2015
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man
D'oh!
Seymour.
I'm here to tell ya
I'm returning to Scotland
and you'll never
see me again.
But I have hand-picked
my replacement.
Mr. Johnny Mathis.
♪ Chances are ♪
♪ I will give this hedge
a trim ♪
♪ And I will kill
the gophers, too ♪
Mmm. So beautiful.
You're late for school.
And Friday's lunch
will be fish sticks, peas...
I'll finish
those morning announcements.
And lime Jell-O.
Pathetic.
Also, Friday night
is the school dance.
And that's a treat
for the, uh, popular children,
and a chance for the rest of you
to look within yourselves
and ask what's wrong.
Seymour. Let me know
if you make a BM today.
Oh,
my special little guy's
first school dance.
Why do I have to go
to some stupid dance?
It makes just standing
around with your friends
feel like you're a loser.
Bart, some of your
biggest heroes are dancers.
Krusty was on
Dancing with the Stars
until a panel of experts
determined he wasn't a star.
Dad, help me.
Son, for
the rest of your life,
you're going to go to all
sorts of horrible events
just to spend
time with girls.
Dances, stores, your wedding.
You don't like those things?
Oh, no. No,
no, honey.
I love everything
you force me do.
And sometimes if
you do all that,
you get a very
special night.
And what does that get you?
Hopefully,
not a you.
♪ Not gonna make
another Bart tonight ♪
♪ If I do it right,
no more Barts tonight ♪
♪ No more Barts ♪
♪ Tonight... ♪
♪ No Barts! ♪
Hmm?
Hmm.
And... done.
Proud of you boys.
Thanks for painting my
fence, Stupid Flanders.
Homer Simpson,
reorder that border.
We've been painting
since sunup.
Half the fence is mine.
Fine.
Let the good Lord decide.
D'oh! Woo-hoo!
D'oh! Woo-hoo!
D'oh! Woo-hoo!
Now I say good day.
Good day, Homer.
I said good day.
Well, if it isn't the
Frown Princes of Gloomania.
What's wrong, boys?
Uncle Homer's
not nice to you.
Your name's not Stupid.
It's Ned.
Whoa, there, Roddy.
Someone's getting a
little too familiar.
Sorry, Mr. Daddy.
Time to hop aboard the
School... Train.
School Train?
I'm going to die, children.
And so will you someday.
♪ ♪
Thanks a
lot, Bart.
That orange drink machine
was my mom's fiancé's
only source of income.
What a relief. This dance
has turned into a fight.
Would you
dance with me?
Where'd you come from?
Fifth grade.
Be careful, Bart.
If you take her hand now...
Your puberty has started!
Who the hell are you?
I am the puberty
demon.
For a thousand
lifetimes of man,
I have been going through
changes I don't understand.
You can join me if you
just take her hand.
I'd certainly like
to help a demon, but I...
Do it. Enter the world
of body spray,
wiry hairs and wondering
what boobs feel like.
Do you know?
Sure, sure.
Of course I do.
♪ She's up all night
to the sun ♪
Eh, why not?
♪ I'm up all night to get some ♪
♪ She's up all night
for good fun ♪
♪ I'm up all night
to get lucky ♪
♪ We're up all night
to the sun ♪
♪ We're up
all night to get some ♪
♪ We're up all night
for good fun ♪
♪ We're up
all night to get lucky ♪
♪ We're up all night to get lucky ♪
♪ We're up all night
to get lucky ♪
♪ We're up
all night to get lucky ♪
♪ We're up all night
to get lucky ♪
♪ We're up
all night to get lucky ♪
♪ We're up all night
to get lucky ♪
♪ We're up
all night to get lucky ♪
♪ We're up all night
to get lucky. ♪
Huh?
I'll have him good as new.
I just have to get me hammers.
Bart Simpson.
This is for you.
I'll meet you outside.
Hey, look.
It's someone
who does stuff.
The bullies'
natural enemy.
Nice dancing, Bart.
Hey, knock it off!
You're a real
leotard.
That works on
two levels.
Yeah. Just like the old
Springfield Galleria.
Do what you want to me.
Just don't touch the trophy.
Yeah, right.
Hi.
This is for you.
Let me give you
a life lesson.
This isn't your fault.
But it's the end
of us forever.
Oh, uh, hey...
hey, Cassidy.
Ugh.
Sweetie,
what happened?
Bullies
broke my trophy.
Oh, don't worry.
When you grow up, you're gonna
have a hell of a career.
Oh, wait,
you're not the girl.
You're gonna have
a hell of a career.
Thank you.
Bullying is wrong, and I'm going
to work to change it.
If I can get them to open up
another register at Kroger's,
I can do something about this.
Wha... Marge, we don't
have Kroger's money.
Completing our long-overdue
apologies to the witches
and their families.
Our final new business is
a proposal from Marge Simpson.
Ladies and gentlemen,
I'm about to show you
the world's filthiest word.
Oh, boy, I can't wait
to see this word.
You know, I thought
you were gonna say
Now, Midge, uh, thanks
for coming and alls, but, uh,
since frontier days, we've
needed bullies to steal land
from Indians
and, uh, uh, punch locusts.
But not anymore.
Let's push bullying
to the ground and make it cry
and point and laugh at it.
Yeah, yeah!
Absolutely!
Let's pass this legislation
without any discussion
whatsoever.
So moved. All in favor?
316, 317,
318, 319 to one.
Who didn't vote for it?
I didn't.
You better
freaking vote for it,
or we'll bust your face,
you little troll.
The anti-bullying law
has passed without objection.
Ow.
Hey, Simpson. Come over
and get your Christmas socking.
By the unregulated power
vested in us by the
hastily passed bully law,
you're under arrest.
Take 'em away, boys.
Yeah, grab that hat.
Boys, I predict you're
gonna have clear sledding
from here on out.
Uh, except on those sleds.
Uh, I'm gonna
need 'em as evidence.
Uh, is that
a candy cane, Milhouse?
'Cause, uh, yeah.
That-that's also evidence.
Mmm, mmm.
Uh, yes, Kent, the law gives
us broad authority here.
We're not just going after your
garden-variety nurple purpler.
No, no. We're also
arresting adult bullies.
The long-trouser crowd.
And let me tell you,
arresting people
who don't think they're
criminals-- it's, uh...
it's a hell of
a lot easier.
Mmm.
All you worthless writers
ever do
is stare into your phones.
Why don't you text me
some freaking jokes?
A TV star criticizing
his writers.
What has this
world come to?
Another bully for your
collection, boys.
I need some prison jokes. Quick.
How about
"Orange is the New Blecch"?
Beautiful.
Uh, yeah.
A car just cut me off.
License JDB 653.
He's a bully.
Oh, and the guy
that filled my soda
gave me mostly ice. Bully.
Mostly ice.
Dear God.
I'll never grow a tough enough
skin for this job.
Excuse me, this is madness.
The ice costs me
more than the soda.
Do you realize this?
Ay, ay, ay.
What hath Mom wrought?
The police are arresting
basically anyone they want to.
Lisa, you got to learn
to trust your government.
That's what I do.
Daddy, can we
make cocoa?
Boys, I'm afraid
Mr. Simpson...
borrowed our mix
and our mugs.
Why don't you ask
for things back?
Are you being bullied?
Now, boys, I'm just turning
the other cheek, like Jesus.
Do you think he
was bullied?
Come on, guys.
Give it back.
Oh... forgive them, Father.
I raised a wuss.
Dear Lord:
Please demonstrate unto us
Uncle Homer's
not a jerk.
See you in hell, old bed.
Oh, come on, Chief.
Why am I in here?
You're a workplace bully.
Chief, I put my name
on my lunch
because you are
always eating it.
Bully! Bully! Bully!
Springfield PD.
Chief speaking.
Hello? We'd like
to report a bully.
Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh!
Wow. This bully's going down!
Yeah.
Ooh, I wonder who this could be!
Homer Simpson, I'm
here to charge you
with multiple counts of bullying
your neighbor, Ned Flanders.
What the...?!
Oh, I never dreamed
that a law I had abused
could be applied to me!
All right, time
for the perp walk.
Walk? But I just watered up
the Slip'N Slide.
I have no comment
at this time!
I sentence you to
90 days treatment
in our new Biff Stiffler
Bully Reeducation Center.
Is it a school?
More like a prison.
Phew! Thank God.
Welcome, friends.
Welcome. Welcome.
No need for names.
Well, there are
need for names,
or there'd be
billions of people
walking around without
knowing each other,
but I meant here.
I know what you're going through
because I'm
a recovering bully myself.
I was bullied
for years and years.
I tried to solve it in a way
that I don't suggest.
I shot a man.
But that didn't fix it.
It fixed it for him.
He died.
But I then went
to a lot of training.
I went into the Army,
and I was punished,
and they told me I got over it.
I don't feel it,
but I'm told I got over it,
and I have something on the wall
that says I do.
Ow!
Time for step one on the path
to empathy, you maggots.
Can I do yard work
like the kids?
Your work is internal.
You mean like vacuuming?
Did you really think
I meant vacuuming?
When I said "internal,"
your brain went
to something inside your
house like vacuuming?
Is that what you thought?
Do you know that's why that
Dyson is a billionaire?
Something is wrong with you
when you think vacuuming.
I'm talking about
inside your head.
In your head!
Oh, it's so boring in there.
Oh, is it?
And I thought it might
be like the Louvre.
Now, no more talking!
I know how this works.
You find the toughest one,
you crack that person,
and the rest of you
fall in line.
You'll never crack me.
Ah, you're probably right.
Just like you never heard
your mother say,
"I love you."
There's not enough tissue in
the world for what I'm feeling!
There, there.
The first six
tissues are free.
The rest you pay for.
Use the first two again.
They don't seem very wet.
Every bully
is woven
from the colorful thread
known as humiliation.
Gary, who humiliated you?
Well...
my father was a
psychologist.
He was a big believer
in the methods of B.F. Skinner!
I had to go through a hamster
maze to get to my breakfast.
Which way is love, Daddy?
Which way is love?
He made me go
through a maze.
Ah. Breakthrough.
Just sit down, Gary.
Have the free potato chips.
You, we'll just
heavily medicate.
I'm sorry,
there's no other hope.
Give me your money.
Oh, beautiful.
You're just proving my point.
What about you, Homer?
Why do you hate
this... Flanders?
Well, he thinks he's so perfect,
with his organized garage
and his barbecue grill
that never has crud on it.
That's very good.
Keep exploring.
I'm already hating him
a little bit.
Kids who love him
and rub his back.
And he's got enough extra hair
for a mustache!
All I got are Archie
and Wicket here.
I'm so bald.
Deeper. You've got
to go deeper!
I'm so bald.
Deeper! And if you think
I mean on the ground,
I'm going to punch you!
Why do you hate Flanders?
Oh, everybody
hates Flanders.
No, just you.
That's right.
Great guy.
He ain't no chooch.
Homer, you've got
to find the answer to this.
It's been bothering you
your whole life.
Also, it's five to 11:00.
I have ten more people
before noon!
Oh, can you just
tell me the answer?
If I told you the answer,
then you would not have
discovered it for yourself.
Did you see that, uh,
Indiana Jones movie?
Did anybody tell him
where that thing was?
Does this guy know?
Well...
Only you know!
All right.
I hate Ned Flanders because...
...because he's better
than me in every way!
I think we have a breakthrough.
I was gonna say that, too.
I used to be a jerk.
I never cared whose feelings I
hurt as long as it got a laugh.
I took a thumb
when a pinky would do.
But we have learned our lesson,
so I hereby promise...
I promise.
I promise.
Te prometo.
We all promise.
To be a better human being.
Better human being.
Ugh! Once again, people.
ALL
To be a better human being.
Better being.
Does he have
to be in this?
Well, surprisingly,
that was our best take.
Uh, question: What will
this video be used for?
Oh, in schools,
by police groups.
CNN. They're doing
a lot of things now
that have nothing
to do with news.
This is great.
Nothing America likes better
than someone who screws up,
goes away for a little while,
then comes back
and tells everyone
how to live their lives.
Oh, I forgot
to include remorse.
Oh, it's okay.
When it kicks in,
it'll be a thousand times worse.
What happened to me?
My mother told me she loved me.
Maybe I couldn't hear her
because my hand
was over her mouth.
Let yourself out, please.
And here to throw out
the first pitch,
reformed bully Homer Simpson.
And the pitch hits the umpire,
but it's not an umpire at all.
It's a returning
serviceman from Iraq.
And the crowd goes wild.
You're a hero.
No, you're-you're the hero. I...
No, no, you're wrong.
You're the hero.
I... No, I just...
I'm not.
I-I just have
a little PTSD.
No, if you see a hero,
you're looking into a mirror,
man, because you're the hero.
Why is Mr. Simpson a hero?
Well, I suppose it's because
he used to be bad
and now he's good.
Yay?
Yay?
Jenny, the Costington's float
contains 10,001 flowers,
and work started the day after
last year's parade finished.
You say that every year,
and it's just not true.
Well, there you go again.
Daddy, maybe someday you'll
be a hero like Mr. Simpson.
He's a hero, all right.
A hero sandwich full of baloney.
Huh. I almost said that
in front of the boys!
Time I gave that Homer
a real tongue bath!
Ooh.
Glad I didn't say that, either.
Uh-huh! Uh, wait.
What do you want me
to do with this?
How about writing,
"I'm sorry, Ned"?
What are you doing here?
Homer, sorry is not just
the most exciting
board game ever devised.
It's a word I need
to hear from you.
Fine. Sorry. We good?
No, we're not good!
You really think one little
"sorry" makes up for years of,
"Stupid, stupid,
stupid, stupid Flanders"?
I'm starting to think
you don't want an autograph.
This is what I want.
I want you to understand
how you make me feel.
Homer Simpson, you made me less
of a man in my sons' eyes.
Now do you feel remorse?
Oh, my God.
I'm a monster.
Mm-hmm.
Wait! You can't go!
I need your forgiveness!
You can't push a guy
around forever, Dad.
You better take a long,
fat look in the mirror.
I know.
Oh, driveway! Oh!
I crawled here on my knees,
all the way from my house,
to ask for your
forgiveness.
Well, sir, I appreciate that,
but I don't bend that easily.
Well, I'm gonna wait
right here on my knees
till you change your mind.
Okily-dokily.
On my knees!
Mm-hmm. I hear you.
Not too comfortable.
Nor should it be.
♪ ♪
I think he's suffered
enough, Daddy.
And he seems
to be sinking.
We're losing him.
"And when you
stand praying,
"if you hold anything
against anyone, forgive him,
so that your Father in Heaven
may forgive you your sins."
That's from that
ribbon book.
Yes, it is, Homer.
And I forgive you,
transgressoreeno.
Now, Ned, why don't you join us
for an all-is-forgiven brunch?
Oh, can I make
my famous mimosa?
A little sparkling water and
a glass full of regular water?
Stu... pendous, Flanders.
Hey, Miss Drizzle!
Otto! Otto!
How many tabs did you take?
I took a whole sheet
of Hello Kitties!
Oh, Otto! That will have
a most deleterious effect
on your brain.
The cerebrum, the cerebellum,
the medulla.
But why am I telling
you about it
when we can visit the
inside of your head?
Bus, do your stuff!
Aah! Get it out! Get it out!
Mr. Foreman?
Mr. Foreman,
please wake up!
Aah! Who murdered who again?
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man
Shh!
Bull-E
Original Air Date on May 10, 2015
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man
D'oh!
Seymour.
I'm here to tell ya
I'm returning to Scotland
and you'll never
see me again.
But I have hand-picked
my replacement.
Mr. Johnny Mathis.
♪ Chances are ♪
♪ I will give this hedge
a trim ♪
♪ And I will kill
the gophers, too ♪
Mmm. So beautiful.
You're late for school.
And Friday's lunch
will be fish sticks, peas...
I'll finish
those morning announcements.
And lime Jell-O.
Pathetic.
Also, Friday night
is the school dance.
And that's a treat
for the, uh, popular children,
and a chance for the rest of you
to look within yourselves
and ask what's wrong.
Seymour. Let me know
if you make a BM today.
Oh,
my special little guy's
first school dance.
Why do I have to go
to some stupid dance?
It makes just standing
around with your friends
feel like you're a loser.
Bart, some of your
biggest heroes are dancers.
Krusty was on
Dancing with the Stars
until a panel of experts
determined he wasn't a star.
Dad, help me.
Son, for
the rest of your life,
you're going to go to all
sorts of horrible events
just to spend
time with girls.
Dances, stores, your wedding.
You don't like those things?
Oh, no. No,
no, honey.
I love everything
you force me do.
And sometimes if
you do all that,
you get a very
special night.
And what does that get you?
Hopefully,
not a you.
♪ Not gonna make
another Bart tonight ♪
♪ If I do it right,
no more Barts tonight ♪
♪ No more Barts ♪
♪ Tonight... ♪
♪ No Barts! ♪
Hmm?
Hmm.
And... done.
Proud of you boys.
Thanks for painting my
fence, Stupid Flanders.
Homer Simpson,
reorder that border.
We've been painting
since sunup.
Half the fence is mine.
Fine.
Let the good Lord decide.
D'oh! Woo-hoo!
D'oh! Woo-hoo!
D'oh! Woo-hoo!
Now I say good day.
Good day, Homer.
I said good day.
Well, if it isn't the
Frown Princes of Gloomania.
What's wrong, boys?
Uncle Homer's
not nice to you.
Your name's not Stupid.
It's Ned.
Whoa, there, Roddy.
Someone's getting a
little too familiar.
Sorry, Mr. Daddy.
Time to hop aboard the
School... Train.
School Train?
I'm going to die, children.
And so will you someday.
♪ ♪
Thanks a
lot, Bart.
That orange drink machine
was my mom's fiancé's
only source of income.
What a relief. This dance
has turned into a fight.
Would you
dance with me?
Where'd you come from?
Fifth grade.
Be careful, Bart.
If you take her hand now...
Your puberty has started!
Who the hell are you?
I am the puberty
demon.
For a thousand
lifetimes of man,
I have been going through
changes I don't understand.
You can join me if you
just take her hand.
I'd certainly like
to help a demon, but I...
Do it. Enter the world
of body spray,
wiry hairs and wondering
what boobs feel like.
Do you know?
Sure, sure.
Of course I do.
♪ She's up all night
to the sun ♪
Eh, why not?
♪ I'm up all night to get some ♪
♪ She's up all night
for good fun ♪
♪ I'm up all night
to get lucky ♪
♪ We're up all night
to the sun ♪
♪ We're up
all night to get some ♪
♪ We're up all night
for good fun ♪
♪ We're up
all night to get lucky ♪
♪ We're up all night to get lucky ♪
♪ We're up all night
to get lucky ♪
♪ We're up
all night to get lucky ♪
♪ We're up all night
to get lucky ♪
♪ We're up
all night to get lucky ♪
♪ We're up all night
to get lucky ♪
♪ We're up
all night to get lucky ♪
♪ We're up all night
to get lucky. ♪
Huh?
I'll have him good as new.
I just have to get me hammers.
Bart Simpson.
This is for you.
I'll meet you outside.
Hey, look.
It's someone
who does stuff.
The bullies'
natural enemy.
Nice dancing, Bart.
Hey, knock it off!
You're a real
leotard.
That works on
two levels.
Yeah. Just like the old
Springfield Galleria.
Do what you want to me.
Just don't touch the trophy.
Yeah, right.
Hi.
This is for you.
Let me give you
a life lesson.
This isn't your fault.
But it's the end
of us forever.
Oh, uh, hey...
hey, Cassidy.
Ugh.
Sweetie,
what happened?
Bullies
broke my trophy.
Oh, don't worry.
When you grow up, you're gonna
have a hell of a career.
Oh, wait,
you're not the girl.
You're gonna have
a hell of a career.
Thank you.
Bullying is wrong, and I'm going
to work to change it.
If I can get them to open up
another register at Kroger's,
I can do something about this.
Wha... Marge, we don't
have Kroger's money.
Completing our long-overdue
apologies to the witches
and their families.
Our final new business is
a proposal from Marge Simpson.
Ladies and gentlemen,
I'm about to show you
the world's filthiest word.
Oh, boy, I can't wait
to see this word.
You know, I thought
you were gonna say
Now, Midge, uh, thanks
for coming and alls, but, uh,
since frontier days, we've
needed bullies to steal land
from Indians
and, uh, uh, punch locusts.
But not anymore.
Let's push bullying
to the ground and make it cry
and point and laugh at it.
Yeah, yeah!
Absolutely!
Let's pass this legislation
without any discussion
whatsoever.
So moved. All in favor?
316, 317,
318, 319 to one.
Who didn't vote for it?
I didn't.
You better
freaking vote for it,
or we'll bust your face,
you little troll.
The anti-bullying law
has passed without objection.
Ow.
Hey, Simpson. Come over
and get your Christmas socking.
By the unregulated power
vested in us by the
hastily passed bully law,
you're under arrest.
Take 'em away, boys.
Yeah, grab that hat.
Boys, I predict you're
gonna have clear sledding
from here on out.
Uh, except on those sleds.
Uh, I'm gonna
need 'em as evidence.
Uh, is that
a candy cane, Milhouse?
'Cause, uh, yeah.
That-that's also evidence.
Mmm, mmm.
Uh, yes, Kent, the law gives
us broad authority here.
We're not just going after your
garden-variety nurple purpler.
No, no. We're also
arresting adult bullies.
The long-trouser crowd.
And let me tell you,
arresting people
who don't think they're
criminals-- it's, uh...
it's a hell of
a lot easier.
Mmm.
All you worthless writers
ever do
is stare into your phones.
Why don't you text me
some freaking jokes?
A TV star criticizing
his writers.
What has this
world come to?
Another bully for your
collection, boys.
I need some prison jokes. Quick.
How about
"Orange is the New Blecch"?
Beautiful.
Uh, yeah.
A car just cut me off.
License JDB 653.
He's a bully.
Oh, and the guy
that filled my soda
gave me mostly ice. Bully.
Mostly ice.
Dear God.
I'll never grow a tough enough
skin for this job.
Excuse me, this is madness.
The ice costs me
more than the soda.
Do you realize this?
Ay, ay, ay.
What hath Mom wrought?
The police are arresting
basically anyone they want to.
Lisa, you got to learn
to trust your government.
That's what I do.
Daddy, can we
make cocoa?
Boys, I'm afraid
Mr. Simpson...
borrowed our mix
and our mugs.
Why don't you ask
for things back?
Are you being bullied?
Now, boys, I'm just turning
the other cheek, like Jesus.
Do you think he
was bullied?
Come on, guys.
Give it back.
Oh... forgive them, Father.
I raised a wuss.
Dear Lord:
Please demonstrate unto us
Uncle Homer's
not a jerk.
See you in hell, old bed.
Oh, come on, Chief.
Why am I in here?
You're a workplace bully.
Chief, I put my name
on my lunch
because you are
always eating it.
Bully! Bully! Bully!
Springfield PD.
Chief speaking.
Hello? We'd like
to report a bully.
Uh-huh. Uh-huh. Uh-huh!
Wow. This bully's going down!
Yeah.
Ooh, I wonder who this could be!
Homer Simpson, I'm
here to charge you
with multiple counts of bullying
your neighbor, Ned Flanders.
What the...?!
Oh, I never dreamed
that a law I had abused
could be applied to me!
All right, time
for the perp walk.
Walk? But I just watered up
the Slip'N Slide.
I have no comment
at this time!
I sentence you to
90 days treatment
in our new Biff Stiffler
Bully Reeducation Center.
Is it a school?
More like a prison.
Phew! Thank God.
Welcome, friends.
Welcome. Welcome.
No need for names.
Well, there are
need for names,
or there'd be
billions of people
walking around without
knowing each other,
but I meant here.
I know what you're going through
because I'm
a recovering bully myself.
I was bullied
for years and years.
I tried to solve it in a way
that I don't suggest.
I shot a man.
But that didn't fix it.
It fixed it for him.
He died.
But I then went
to a lot of training.
I went into the Army,
and I was punished,
and they told me I got over it.
I don't feel it,
but I'm told I got over it,
and I have something on the wall
that says I do.
Ow!
Time for step one on the path
to empathy, you maggots.
Can I do yard work
like the kids?
Your work is internal.
You mean like vacuuming?
Did you really think
I meant vacuuming?
When I said "internal,"
your brain went
to something inside your
house like vacuuming?
Is that what you thought?
Do you know that's why that
Dyson is a billionaire?
Something is wrong with you
when you think vacuuming.
I'm talking about
inside your head.
In your head!
Oh, it's so boring in there.
Oh, is it?
And I thought it might
be like the Louvre.
Now, no more talking!
I know how this works.
You find the toughest one,
you crack that person,
and the rest of you
fall in line.
You'll never crack me.
Ah, you're probably right.
Just like you never heard
your mother say,
"I love you."
There's not enough tissue in
the world for what I'm feeling!
There, there.
The first six
tissues are free.
The rest you pay for.
Use the first two again.
They don't seem very wet.
Every bully
is woven
from the colorful thread
known as humiliation.
Gary, who humiliated you?
Well...
my father was a
psychologist.
He was a big believer
in the methods of B.F. Skinner!
I had to go through a hamster
maze to get to my breakfast.
Which way is love, Daddy?
Which way is love?
He made me go
through a maze.
Ah. Breakthrough.
Just sit down, Gary.
Have the free potato chips.
You, we'll just
heavily medicate.
I'm sorry,
there's no other hope.
Give me your money.
Oh, beautiful.
You're just proving my point.
What about you, Homer?
Why do you hate
this... Flanders?
Well, he thinks he's so perfect,
with his organized garage
and his barbecue grill
that never has crud on it.
That's very good.
Keep exploring.
I'm already hating him
a little bit.
Kids who love him
and rub his back.
And he's got enough extra hair
for a mustache!
All I got are Archie
and Wicket here.
I'm so bald.
Deeper. You've got
to go deeper!
I'm so bald.
Deeper! And if you think
I mean on the ground,
I'm going to punch you!
Why do you hate Flanders?
Oh, everybody
hates Flanders.
No, just you.
That's right.
Great guy.
He ain't no chooch.
Homer, you've got
to find the answer to this.
It's been bothering you
your whole life.
Also, it's five to 11:00.
I have ten more people
before noon!
Oh, can you just
tell me the answer?
If I told you the answer,
then you would not have
discovered it for yourself.
Did you see that, uh,
Indiana Jones movie?
Did anybody tell him
where that thing was?
Does this guy know?
Well...
Only you know!
All right.
I hate Ned Flanders because...
...because he's better
than me in every way!
I think we have a breakthrough.
I was gonna say that, too.
I used to be a jerk.
I never cared whose feelings I
hurt as long as it got a laugh.
I took a thumb
when a pinky would do.
But we have learned our lesson,
so I hereby promise...
I promise.
I promise.
Te prometo.
We all promise.
To be a better human being.
Better human being.
Ugh! Once again, people.
ALL
To be a better human being.
Better being.
Does he have
to be in this?
Well, surprisingly,
that was our best take.
Uh, question: What will
this video be used for?
Oh, in schools,
by police groups.
CNN. They're doing
a lot of things now
that have nothing
to do with news.
This is great.
Nothing America likes better
than someone who screws up,
goes away for a little while,
then comes back
and tells everyone
how to live their lives.
Oh, I forgot
to include remorse.
Oh, it's okay.
When it kicks in,
it'll be a thousand times worse.
What happened to me?
My mother told me she loved me.
Maybe I couldn't hear her
because my hand
was over her mouth.
Let yourself out, please.
And here to throw out
the first pitch,
reformed bully Homer Simpson.
And the pitch hits the umpire,
but it's not an umpire at all.
It's a returning
serviceman from Iraq.
And the crowd goes wild.
You're a hero.
No, you're-you're the hero. I...
No, no, you're wrong.
You're the hero.
I... No, I just...
I'm not.
I-I just have
a little PTSD.
No, if you see a hero,
you're looking into a mirror,
man, because you're the hero.
Why is Mr. Simpson a hero?
Well, I suppose it's because
he used to be bad
and now he's good.
Yay?
Yay?
Jenny, the Costington's float
contains 10,001 flowers,
and work started the day after
last year's parade finished.
You say that every year,
and it's just not true.
Well, there you go again.
Daddy, maybe someday you'll
be a hero like Mr. Simpson.
He's a hero, all right.
A hero sandwich full of baloney.
Huh. I almost said that
in front of the boys!
Time I gave that Homer
a real tongue bath!
Ooh.
Glad I didn't say that, either.
Uh-huh! Uh, wait.
What do you want me
to do with this?
How about writing,
"I'm sorry, Ned"?
What are you doing here?
Homer, sorry is not just
the most exciting
board game ever devised.
It's a word I need
to hear from you.
Fine. Sorry. We good?
No, we're not good!
You really think one little
"sorry" makes up for years of,
"Stupid, stupid,
stupid, stupid Flanders"?
I'm starting to think
you don't want an autograph.
This is what I want.
I want you to understand
how you make me feel.
Homer Simpson, you made me less
of a man in my sons' eyes.
Now do you feel remorse?
Oh, my God.
I'm a monster.
Mm-hmm.
Wait! You can't go!
I need your forgiveness!
You can't push a guy
around forever, Dad.
You better take a long,
fat look in the mirror.
I know.
Oh, driveway! Oh!
I crawled here on my knees,
all the way from my house,
to ask for your
forgiveness.
Well, sir, I appreciate that,
but I don't bend that easily.
Well, I'm gonna wait
right here on my knees
till you change your mind.
Okily-dokily.
On my knees!
Mm-hmm. I hear you.
Not too comfortable.
Nor should it be.
♪ ♪
I think he's suffered
enough, Daddy.
And he seems
to be sinking.
We're losing him.
"And when you
stand praying,
"if you hold anything
against anyone, forgive him,
so that your Father in Heaven
may forgive you your sins."
That's from that
ribbon book.
Yes, it is, Homer.
And I forgive you,
transgressoreeno.
Now, Ned, why don't you join us
for an all-is-forgiven brunch?
Oh, can I make
my famous mimosa?
A little sparkling water and
a glass full of regular water?
Stu... pendous, Flanders.
Hey, Miss Drizzle!
Otto! Otto!
How many tabs did you take?
I took a whole sheet
of Hello Kitties!
Oh, Otto! That will have
a most deleterious effect
on your brain.
The cerebrum, the cerebellum,
the medulla.
But why am I telling
you about it
when we can visit the
inside of your head?
Bus, do your stuff!
Aah! Get it out! Get it out!
Mr. Foreman?
Mr. Foreman,
please wake up!
Aah! Who murdered who again?
== sync, corrected by elderman ==
@elder_man
Shh!