Ashe: Do you know what they call a gathering of crows, Curve? A murder. A murder of crows. Think about it.
[Ashe crashes through the warehouse skylight and lands in front of Spidermonkey.]
Spidermonkey: Who the fuck are you?
Ashe: Does the corpse have a familiar face?
Kali: Do you know how to fight?
Ashe: Do you know how to die?