Reverend Mother:
Girl groups? Boogie woogie on the piano? What were you thinking?
Delores:
I was thinkin' more like Vegas, y'know, get some butts in the seats.
Reverend Mother:
And what next? Popcorn? Curtain calls? This is not a theater or a casino.
Delores:
Yeah, but that's the problem. See, people like going to theaters, and they like going to casinos, but they don't like coming to church. Why? Because it's a drag. But we could change all that, see? We could pack this joint.
Reverend Mother:
Through blasphemy? You have corrupted the entire choir! [in the hall, Monsignor O'Hara enters]
Monsignor O'Hara:
Excuse me. [he listens to the argument between Delores and Reverend Mother]
Delores:
How can you say that? I worked my butt of with these women! They've given up their free time to do this, and they're GOOD! I mean, sister, we could, we could ROCK this place!
Reverend Mother:
OUT of the question! As of tomorrow, Mary Lazarus resumes her leadership of the choir. [Monsignor knocks on the door]
Reverend Mother:
COME IN!
Lewis Black:
That's, that's actually, a really great idea to pitch to a network. I can walk into NBC tomorrow and say I have a dysfunctional family idea. So dysfunctional, it defies description. We have guys fucking and sucking, blowing armadillos, diddling like an 11-year old cheerleader. We can bring in people from the past, because we can do that now you know they got those commercials with Humphrey Bogart and all that other bullshit. And bring back fucking major world leaders of the past 60 years, like Hitler. Mussolini. Genghis Kahn, for god sakes. I just thought of that and that's unbelievable. This is not a joke, this would go on TV. And we blow Hitler, then next episode, we bite his dick off, ha ho! See what happens to Hitler's dick. That'll be turning it on. Phenomenal.
And therefore I am come amongst you at this time, not as for my recreation or sport, but being resolved, in the midst and heat of the battle, to live or die amongst you all; to lay down, for my God, and for my kingdom, and for my people, my honour and my blood, even the dust. I know I have but the body of a weak and feeble woman; but I have the heart of a king, and of a king of England, too.