Frank Carpaccio: Say, you're the, uh, barmaid over there, aren't you, at Cheers?
Carla: Yeah, I am.
Frank Carpaccio: Hey, you know, we need a new one over here. We had one, but, uh, she was a big blabbermouth. [laughs]
Carla: Sorry, I got a job.
Sam: Actually, you know, we were thinking, this being a new business and all, we thought, you know, maybe you could use a few extra customers. So, just to show you we're not, uh, having any hard feelings here, we thought we'd fill the place up for you.
Carla: You know who's really a thirsty bunch, Sam? Firemen.
Sam: Oh, that's a good idea, firemen. Now, how can we get firemen in here in a hurry?
Carla: You just leave it to me.
[After Carla smashes the fire alarm, the guys from Cheers pull out umbrellas and cover themselves]
Sam: How's that, Gary, wet enough for you?
All: Singing in the rain...
Frank Carpaccio: Hey, what the hell is this?! You people don't know who you're fooling around with! You're dead! You're dead, do you hear me? Your family, dead! Your friends, dead! Your pet, dead! Dead, dead, dead!