Ramon: What is this?
Nacho: Leftovers. Enjoy.
Ramon: There is no flavor. There are no spices. Where are the chips?
Nacho: Somebody stole them.
Ramon: Did you not tell them that they were the Lord's chips?
Nacho: I was trying to...
Ramon: You are useless, Ignacio.
Elderly Monk: Silence, Brothers. This is the worst lunch I ever had.
Ramon: Your only job is to cook. Do you not realize I have had diarrhea since Easters?
Nacho: Okay. Maybe I am not meant for these duties. Cooking duty. Dead guy duty. Maybe it's time for me to get a better duty.
Ramon complains about the terrible food Nacho is serving, the Elderly Monk chimes in. Nacho then retorts that maybe it is time to get a better duty.