Apu: In fact I can recite pi to 40,000 places. The last digit is one!
Homer: Mmm, pi(e).
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Homer must wait for a parking official to release his car.
Homer: They expect me to sit here from nine to five? That’s how many hours?
[He checks his watch.] Ten, eleven, denominator, er…. Where’s Lisa when you need her?!