The Simpsons1989

[in his dream, Martin is dressed as a wizard]

Martin:
I am the wondrous wizard of Latin! I am a dervish of declension and a conjurer of conjugation, with a million hit points and maximum charisma.

[Martin spots a blackboard with verbs written all over it]

Martin:
Aha! "Morire": to die. "Morit": he, she, or it dies.

[Willie morphs out of the blackboard; Martin gasps]

Groundskeeper Willie:
"Moris"? You die!

Martin:
[runs off] Aah!

Groundskeeper Willie:
[laughs] You've mastered a dead tongue, but can you handle a live one?

[Willie's tongue shoots out of his mouth, wraps around Martin, and squeezes him]

[in class, Martin twists and screams, then collapses on the floor]

Nelson:
Ha ha!