Lucius: Your boy looks a little soft, Moe. You do remember our
arrangement?
Moe: Yeah, don't worry, you'll get your three rounds.
Lucius: Stupendous. Because if he goes down before that bell rings,
your future's going with him.
Moe: Okey-doke. Future's down the crapper. Gotcha.
-- What difference will it make?, "The Homer They Fall"