Paladin: In language you can understand, I'm going to grab you by the tongue, and snap you inside out!
Monk: Well, there, I thought you was my only friend. I came here in the first place to see my uncle Mort.
Paladin: Why don't you see him?
Monk: I tried to, but he died before I could get here. Just like he knowed I was coming.
Paladin: Wish I'd thought of it myself.