Smithers: Sir, I've arranged for the people of Australia to join hands tonight and spell out your name with candles. There's a satellite hookup on that monitor if you turn your head slightly. Mr. Burns: Bah, no time.
Smithers: I have some sad news to report. A small puppy, not unlike Lassie, was just run over in the parking lot. (Audience gasps) Smithers: And now it's time for the comedy stylings of Homer Simpson! Homer: Are you ready to laugh? Man: That poor dog.