Hamlet: Safely stored.
Rosencrantz & Guildenstern: Hamlet!
Hamlet: Who calls for me? Here they come.
Rosencrantz: What have you done with the body?
Hamlet: I buried it.
Rosencrantz: Tell us where it is. We have to take it to the chapel.
Hamlet: Don't believe it.
Rosencrantz: Believe what?
Hamlet: That I can keep your secrets and not my own. I won't share information with a sponge.
Rosencrantz: Are you calling me a sponge?
Hamlet: The king is using you and will squeeze you dry.
Rosencrantz: I don't understand.
Hamlet: Figures. Of course you're not going to understand, you are an idiot.
Rosencrantz: Just tell us where the body is and come with us to see the king.
Hamlet: The body is with the king, but the king is not with the body. The king is a thing-
Guildenstern: A thing?
Hamlet: Never mind. Take me to the king. You can find the body yourself.