| ELDER CUNNINGHAM
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| And 'lo the Lord said unto the Nephites, 'I, uh, I know you’re really depressed,
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| well, with all your AIDS and everything. |
| But there’s an answer in Christ
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| AFRICAN WOMAN
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| You see, this book CAN help us
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| ELDER CUNNINGHAM
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| I just told a lie
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| No, wait, I didn’t lie…
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| I just used my imagination
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| And it worked!
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| ELDER CUNNINGHAM’S FATHER
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| You’re making things up again, Arnold. |
| (But it worked, Dad!)
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| You’re stretching the truth again, and you know it —
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| JOSEPH SMITH
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| Don’t be a fibbing Fran, Arnold. |
| (Joseph Smith?)
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| SMITH & DAD
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| Because a lie is a lie. |
| (It's not a lie!)
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| You’re making things up again, Arnold! |
| (Oh conscience!)
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| You’re taking the holy word and adding fiction!
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| Be careful how you proceed, Arnold
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| When you fib, there’s a price
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| MIDDALA
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| Ahh, this is bullshit! |
| The story that I have been told is that the way to cure
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| AIDS is by sleeping with a virgin! |
| I’m going to go and rape a baby!
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| ELDER CUNNINGHAM
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| WHAT!!! |
| OH MY — NO! |
| You can’t do that! |
| NO!!!
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| MIDDALA
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| Why not?
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| ELDER CUNNINGHAM
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| Because that is DEFINITELY against God’s will!
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| MIDDALA
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| Says who?! |
| Where in that book of yours does it say anything about sleeping with
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| a baby, huh?! |
| Nowhere!
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| ELDER CUNNINGHAM
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| Uh, behold, the Lord said to the Mormon prophet Joseph Smith, 'You shall not
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| have sex with that infant.!' |
| LO! |
| Joseph said, 'Why not Lord? |
| Huh? |
| Why not?
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| ' And the Lord said, 'If you lay with that infant you shall… Pghwwwww…
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| burn in the fiery pits of Mordor
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| MIDDALA
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| Really?
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| ELDER CUNNINGHAM
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| Uh huh… uh huh. |
| 'A baby cannot cure your illness, Joseph Smith — I shall give
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| unto you a… a FROG!'…And thus Joseph laid with the frog and his AIDS was no
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| more! |
| (Ohhhhh…)
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| You’re making things up again, Arnold
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| You’re recklessly warping the words of Jesus!
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| You can’t just say what you want, Arnold. |
| (Come on, Hobbits!)
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| You’re digging yourself a deep hole
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| ELDER CUNNINGHAM
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| I’m making things up again, kind of!
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| But this time it’s helping a dozen people!
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| It’s nothing so bad because this time —
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| I’m not committing a sin just by making things up again, right?! |
| (No!)
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| AFRICAN WOMAN
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| Elder Cunningham! |
| You have to stop him!
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| ELDER CUNNINGHAM
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| What? |
| What is it?
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| AFRICAN WOMAN
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| Gotswana is going to cut off his daughter’s clitoris!
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| ELDER CUNNINGHAM
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| Hah?!
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| AFRICAN MAN
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| This is all very interesting, but women have to be circumcised if that’s what
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| the General wants!
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| ELDER CUNNINGHAM
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| No, doing that to a lady is definitely against Christ’s will!
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| AFRICAN MAN
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| How do you know? |
| Christ never said nothin' about no clitoris!
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| ELDER CUNNINGHAM
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| YES! |
| Yes he did! |
| In ancient New York, three men were about to cut off a Mormon
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| woman’s clitoris! |
| But right before they did — Jesus had Boba Fett turn them
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| into frogs!
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| AFRICAN MAN
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| Frogs?
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| AFRICAN WOMAN
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| You mean like the frogs that got fucked by Joseph Smith!
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| ELDER CUNNINGHAM
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| Riiight! |
| Right! |
| Like those frogs! |
| For a clitoris is holy among all things,
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| said he!
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| You’re making things up again, Arnold. |
| (We're learning the truth!)
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| You’re taking the holy word and adding fiction! |
| (The truth about God.)
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| Be careful how you proceed, Arnold
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| When you fib, there’s a price. |
| (We're going to paradise.)
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| ELDER CUNNINGHAM
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| Who would have thought I’d have this magic touch?
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| Who’d’ve believed I could man up this much?
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| I’m talking, they’re listening, my stories are glistening
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| I’m gonna save them all with this stuff!
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| You’re making things up again, Arnold! |
| (Elder Cunningham!)
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| You’re making things up again, Arnold! |
| (Holy prophet man!)
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| You’re making things up again, Arnold. |
| (Our savior!)
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| ELDER CUNNINGHAM
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| You’re making things up again…
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| Hmm, up again making things you are —
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| ELDER CUNNINGHAM
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| I know… |