| Fine! (to himself:) I still like him better than Steinbrenner.
- “Mr. Burns: What about Clemens?”
Smithers: Sir? He's in no condition to play.
(Camera pans out to reveal he's clucking like a chicken)
Mr. Burns: That damn hypnotist!
Mr. Burns: YOU! Look what you've done! My starting pitcher thinks he's a chicken! Make no mistake! I'm going to report this to the American Hypnotical Association!
(The hypnotist takes out his pendulum and uses on Mr. Burns)
Hypnotist: But I did a job... A good job...
Mr. Burns: Oh well. I guess it's not your fault. You did a good job.