Lost in La Monstra was the second main questline for the Treehouse of Horror XXVII Event. It is split in the three acts of the event. Only parts 13 to 19 triggered during Act three of the event.
With all this tension between cast members, I'm suspending filming indefinitely.
Art is supposed to bring people together, except for the art that tears people apart. Like the drawings of religious figures or any “Marmaduke” cartoon.
Hollywood monster or human, we all need to join together and save this town.
Since this is a, ah, publicly funded project, production rights now revert to the government. And we will continue to film.
Lisa will be replaced by our own Chief Wiggum. I chose him because he has the same silhouette as Hitchcock.
I'm envisioning a lone hero, human, early thirties, facing an angry monster horde.
His guns shoot stars and stripes of red, white, and blue and the monsters run away like the spineless cowards they are. We're only using the monsters that don't have spines.
At the end, we have an art card reading "Quimby for Re-Election!" We even paid extra to make sure it's all spelled correctly.
This is terrible! You're just using hollow patriotism and fear of people who are different to manipulate voters into supporting a political campaign!
That's exactly what we're doing. The movie is called “Hollow Patriotic Manipulation” for a reason!
Quimby's got a point about all these monsters in town. They don't gamble, they don't drink – what kind of freaks are they?
Yeah, we should build a wall to keep them out. Plus think of the jobs it would create for the local wall builders' union.
Oh, come on, guys. They aren't so bad.
The giant lizard guy helped Bart get his kite out of a tree. And his fire breath cooked me a steak just the way I like it – burnt and smelling like lizard.
Witness a tale of, ah, American heroism and monster terror!
Enough talking! I want to be made angry already!
Of course. Settle into your seats so you can be shocked right out of them. Roll the film, or press “play” on the DVD machine. Whatever they do nowadays.
Now that I've seen Hollywood monsters as people, it's kinda hard to still be mad.
I know. I looked down at my fist and it was unballed! Un-balled!
I guess we owe you monsters an apology. Especially about that wall stuff, which kind of sounded far-fetched to begin with. I mean, wasn't Mexico supposed to pay for it?
Forget about it. It was this afternoon. It was a different time.
At least we can all agree those feral monsters need to be exterminated.
Like I always said. We're stronger together. Now that we're okay with you guys, I hope I can count on your vote. Or multiple votes.
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Lisa's Trick-or-Treat Job Unlocked!
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— System Message.
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Homer is now permanently available to fight giant monsters!
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