Bart: But wouldn't that make us con artists?
Homer: Well, yeah, but … God conned me out of 6,500 bucks in car repairs.
Bart: So … in a way, we'd just be balancing out the universe.
Homer: There you go! We'd be stealing from people we know! It's just like the seasons!
Bart: Sounds good. Want to eat my fat?
Homer: I think you know the answer to that. (gulps down Bart's steak fat)