Homer: I'm purposely gaining 61 pounds to get on disability!
Marge: Are you out of your mind? Have you thought about your health? Or your appearance?
Homer: So that's it, isn't it, Marge? Looks. I never knew you were so shallow.
Marge: Oh, please. I would love you if you weighed 1000 pounds, but --
Homer: Beautiful! Goodnight!