Janitor: I probably should have should have said this to you before, but you always impressed me. Your compassion, your faith. And you didn't get mad at me when I insisted that I should be the lifeguard at your above-ground pool party, even after I made it painfully obvious that I'm not a strong swimmer. If you see your dog up there, please tell him I'm sorry.
Carla: What are you doing?
Janitor: I wanted to share a few words before she passes through the golden doors of Valhalla.
Carla: What now?
Janitor: I converted to the Norse religion a few years ago. It just made sense.