(An alarm labelled 'Room Service Alert' starts blaring)
Smithers: Someone is charging room service to the company, sir!
Mr. Burns: Well, we'll just see about that! (he pulls the cover off a cage of winged monkeys) Fly, my pretties! Fly! (The monkeys leap from the cage and out the window, abruptly plummeting to their deaths. Burns angrily grumbles and turns to Smithers) Continue the research.
Zutroy: (reaches slowly for a button in front of him, then changes his mind at the last minute and pushes a different one)
Burns: Excellent, Zutroy! Work hard, and each day you'll get a shiny penny.
Wesson: Agent Wesson, Department of Labor. This man is an illegal alien!
Burns: That's preposterous. Zutroy here is as American as apple pie.
Zutroy: Tocnikrabda, mistah Boons.
Female agent: This plant violates every labor law in the book. We found a missing Brazilian soccer team working in your reactor core!
Burns: That plane crashed on my property!
Wesson: Look, Mr. Burns: we want to see some changes. For starters, you can reverse your sexist employment policies, and hire at least one woman.
Burns: All right...I'll bring in a woman. But I still stand by my hiring policies! (A quacking duck in a hardhat pulls a wagon in) Get back to work, Stuart!