Taketori Washizu: I am terribly drunk.
Death: When next we meet, the hour will strike for you and your friends.
Antonius Block: And will you reveal your secrets?
Death: I have no secrets.
Antonius Block: So do you know nothing?
Death: I am unknowing.
Smolkin, the Gravedigger: Hickory dickory dorse / My guest is dead, of course / The clock struck two / He's turning blue / With little or no remorse.