Farmer: If we only had rain!
Xavier: Rain... It's just God's tears. I know a shamanic Navaho rain dance, that hasn't just blown MINDS. Its's blown ducks. 'Tear ducks'.
Farmer: I'm willin' to try any precipitation boogie you've got.
Xavier: Heeya-haa-heeyaaawww shucks. I forgot it! But we can jog my memory, with the Lakota memory-joggin' dance.
Farmer: You show me, how?
Xavier: Aya-hu! Ay... Can't remember the memory-joggin' dance. I know the irony is rich, so all we have to do is the Iroquoi irony-melting dance and we'll be golden.
Farmer: Do you remember that one?
Xavier: Of course! This noodle is a steel cage! But only God can do that dance, and it has to be raining... That's the 'irony' part.