Marge: Now the cat needs his medication…
Homer: No problem…
Marge: … every morning and the furnace has been putting off…
Homer: Can do. Right. Uh-huh.
Marge: … a lot of carbon monoxide, so keep the window open.
Homer: Gotcha. Cat in the furnace.
Marge: Ah, you know, I think we’ll take Maggie with us.
