Hibbert: Mrs. Simpson, there's no physical reason why your hair should be falling out. This thing has me buffaloed. (chuckles)
Nurse: Phone call, Mrs. Simpson. Lines one and two.
Bart: (line one) Ma, I need a glass of milk.
Lisa: (line two) Me, too.
(as Marge grunts, a bit of her hair falls out)
Hibbert: I think the problem may be stress.