Robert Goulet: Hi. You from the casino?
Bart Simpson: I'm from a casino.
Robert Goulet: Good enough. Let's go.
Waylon Smithers, Jr.: I'm afraid
Robert Goulet hasn't arrived yet, sir.
Mr. Burns: Hmm. Very well. Begin the thawing of Jim Nabors.
Robert Goulet: Are you sure this is the casino? I think I should call my manager.
Nelson Muntz: Your manager says for you to shut up!
Robert Goulet: Vera said that? Huh.
Robert Goulet: Jingle bells Batman smells
Robin laid an egg
Batmobile lost its wheel and
The Joker got away, hey
Robert Goulet: Thank you! Thank you very much.
Milhouse: Ow!
Robert Goulet: Oh, I'm sorry, kid.