Tony: Pick a horse, kid. We're putting two dollars on the third race.

Tony: Pick a horse, kid. We're putting two dollars on the third race.
Make it a good one.
Bart: Eat my shorts!
Tony: Eat My Shorts? Ah, okay... [consults the racing form]
Let's see... Wait a minute, you little punk! Eat My Shorts is
in the fifth race! I said the <third> race!
Bart: Don't have a cow!
Tony: Mm.. [to a fellow crony] Don't Have a Cow in the third,
put a deuce on him.
-- "Bart the Murderer"