Master Tang
I remember, a long time ago, when a good friend of mine told me that there would be a chosen one.
Master Doe [in flashback] There will be a chosen one.
Master Tang
Then he told me, of the significance.
Master Doe [in flashback] It will be significant.
Master Tang
And then he killed the dog.
Chosen One
[Doe groans and closes his eyes; he then farts and a dog is heard whimpering and falling to the ground]
I now officially know too much. And why are you in bed?
Master Tang
Oh, you won't even believe what happened next.
Master Tang
If you insist.

