Mr. Burns: Bah, humbug.
Shary Bobbins: Oh, Mr. Burns, I think you'll find all life's problems just float away when you're flying a kite.
(She hands him a kite.)
Mr. Burns: Balderdash. This is the silliest load of--(Looks at his kite)--Oh, look at it fly! Whee-hee-hee-hee-hee! Look at me, Smithers. (dark clouds gather from no where) I feel practically Superduperfragicalicexpiala--D'oh!
(Lightning strikes the kite and shocks Mr. Burns, knocking him on the ground)
Mr. Burns: What's this strange sensation in my chest?
Smithers: I think your heart's beating again.
Mr. Burns: Oh, that takes me back. God bless you, Shary Bobbins.