[It is the 30th of December, 1170 AD. Scene: Interior, Canterbury Cathedral. There are two clerics here.]
CLERIC 1: Well... that's that, then.
CLERIC 2: Poor Archbishop Becket... To end like that... All over the walls and floor, too...
CLERIC 1: We really should clean his blood off the stones of this holy cathedral, where hundreds of people kneel and worship each day.
CLERIC 2: I think the blood gives it a sort of... you know, lived in feel. Cosy.
