- Celtic Demon: The moon is full. Destroy the men and throw the fat female in the pot.
- Scotsman's Wife: Fat? Fat? I'M NOT FAT; I'M STOUT!
- Celtic Demon: Silence!
- [the Scotsman's wife punches him in the stomach then tosses him]
- Samurai Jack: [reaches to a small doorway] Seems we must find an alternate way out.
- The Scotsman: Why?
- Samurai Jack: This doorway is so very small and your wife is so very...
- Scotsman's Wife: [offesnively] WHAT?
- Samurai Jack: Oop!
- The Scotsman: [in terror] RUN!
- The Scotsman: [having been crying on Jack's shoulder] I'm just overcome thinking 'bout her. How can I live without my bonnie wife?
- Samurai Jack: I suggest we waste no time crying then.
- The Scotsman: Aye.