Homer: This is the darkest day in the history of Springfield. If anyone wants me, I'll be in the shower. (edit)
Bart: That lemon tree is a part of our town. And as kids, the backbone of our economy. We'll get it back, or choke their rivers with our dead! (edit)
Marge: It's almost lunch time, do you know where your brother is tutoring?
Lisa: Tutoring? The only thing Bart is teaching is guerilla combat in Shelbyville.
Marge: You have a number where we can reach him?
Lisa: No, Mom, Bart and some kids ran off to wage war on Shelbyville!
Marge: (gasps) Homer, come quick! Bart's left his tutoring job and joined a violence gang! (edit)
Marge: Where are you going, Bart?
Bart: Mom, you won't believe this, but something you said the other day really got through to me. And now, I'm going to teach some kid a lesson.
(Bart leaves the house)
Marge: I choose to take that literally.
Bart: (yelling from outside) Death to Shelbyville!
Homer: (raising his beer) Yes, Bart's a tutor now. Tute on, son. Tute on! (edit)