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| Homer sits on the couch reading the newspaper. Marge knits a scarf. | |||
| Maggie is on the floor. All is calm. | |||
| From the kitchen, Bart chases Lisa into the room, both screaming | |||
| at the top of their lungs. They continue on through to the foyer. | |||
| From the kitchen, Bart chases Lisa into the room, both screaming | |||
| at the top of their lungs. They continue on through to the foyer. | |||
| From the kitchen, Bart chases Lisa into the room, both screaming | |||
| at the top of their lungs. They continue on through to the foyer. | |||
| From the kitchen, Bart chases Lisa into the room, both screaming | |||
| at the top of their lungs. | |||
| Homer: | Shut up! | ||
| The kids freeze in their tracks. | |||
| Homer: | If you gotta act like savages, do it outside. | ||
| Bart: | Come on, men. | ||
| Bart and the girls march off. Down the hall. Into the master bedroom. | |||
| Bart opens the closet, revealing Homer's collection of neckties. | |||
| Bart: | Hold out your arms. | ||
| The girls do. Bart loads them up with neckties. | |||
| Lisa: | Oh boy! Jungle supplies! | ||
| In the backyard, Bart, Lisa and Maggie wear the ties as loincloths | |||
| (and a bra, where applicable), dancing. Well, Bart and Lisa are dancing. | |||
| Maggie just stands there, arms outstretched. | |||
| Lisa: | This is fun, Bartunga. | ||
| Bart: | Right on, Lisumba! | ||
| The two continue their dancing and chanting. | |||
| Homer spots his ransacked closet. | |||
| Homer: | What the... Why those little...! | ||
| Homer dashes off. Outside, Bart and Lisa continue their dancing and | |||
| chanting. | |||
| Close-up of Homer's mouth. | |||
| Homer: | Baaaaaaaarrrrrrrt! | ||
| Back to the dancing kids. | |||
| Bart: | Uh-oh. | ||
| The trio zip off. Lisa and Bart swing through the trees on vines | |||
| made of tied-together neckties. (Maggie hangs onto Bart's neck.) | |||
| Homer, arms outstretched, eyes squinting and teeth clentched, runs | |||
| full tilt below. The kids hide behind a bush and watch as Homer | |||
| steps into the noose of a trap, made of neckties, of course. | |||
| Homer: | Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaauuuuuuugh! | ||
| Homer hangs upside-down before the kids. | |||
| Bart: | Greetings, Howana. | ||
| Lisa: | We come in peace. | ||
| Homer: | [trying to stay calm] Bart, get me down from here. | ||
| Lisa: | But then he'll kill us. | ||
| Bart: | Hmmm... | ||
| Later that evening, Bart, Maggie and Lisa sit on the couch watching TV. | |||
| Yep, they're watching the Tracey Ullman Show. Pull back to see out | |||
| the window, where silhouetted against the moon, Homer swings by one foot. | |||
| Homer: | [in the distance] Bart! | ||
| The tie breaks, {and Homer lands on his head.} | |||
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