| |
[South Park, day. People mill
around, but a group of them has gathered around a magician, tall and
slender, with a severe face] |
| Magician: |
Okay, Carol, put the card you picked back into the deck
so I can't see ittwah. [Butters and Kenny are watching as Stan and Kyle
rush up] |
| Stan: |
What's going on? [he and Kyle have ice cream cones. He
has vanilla, Kyle strawberry] |
| Butters: |
Uh this feller David Blaine. He's doin' magic tricks.
Hey, where'd you get that ice cream? |
| Blaine: |
Okay, now hold this card up to the crowd. [Carol takes
the card and shows it to the crowd. It is an ace of clubs] Was that the
card you picked? |
| Carol: |
No, I'm sorry. I picked the four of hearts. |
| Blaine: |
Four of hearts? Really? Look again. |
| Carol: |
[looks and find the four of hearts in her hand] Daa-ah! |
| Crowd: |
Oooohhhh! [applause] |
| Woman: |
Whoa |
| Kyle: |
That's pretty cool, dude! |
| Cartman: |
[walking up] Who's this asshole? |
| Kyle: |
He's a magician named David Blaine, dude. He kicks ass. |
| Cartman: |
Hey, where'd you guys get that ice cream? |
| Blaine: |
Sir, c- could you come over here? [Jimbo walks over]
Now, what I want you to do, Mr... |
| Jimbo: |
Kern. |
| Blaine: |
Mr. Kern, I want you to just... think about a card.
Pick any card, and picture it in your mind. |
| Jimbo: |
[shuts his eyes and keeps them shut] O-kay. |
| Blaine: |
Okay, jus... s think about your card. [a few seconds
pass] okay, look at me. [Jimbo looks at him] Look at me... Look at
me... okay, now reach up your ass. |
| Jimbo: |
Huh?? |
| Blaine: |
Go on, reach up your ass. |
| Jimbo: |
[reaches into his ass and digs around] Uh, I don't feel
nothin'. |
| Blaine: |
Deeper. |
| Jimbo: |
[groans as he goes deeper] Hhud. I don't feel...
hello... wait... wait... [pulls out a card and cleans the crap off it] |
| Blaine: |
Was that the card you picked? |
| Jimbo: |
[in disbelief] Yes! Oh my God! |
| Man: |
O-hoho! [more crowd reaction] |
| Kyle: |
Wow, that's cool! |
| Stan: |
How'd he do that?? |
| Blaine: |
Thank
you. I've been traveling from town to town for quite a while. I've
started quite a following, mostly because of my levitation tricktwah.
Watch. [goes into a meditative state] Watch. [slowly, he rises into the
air] |
| Crowd: |
Whoa!!! |
| Stan: |
No way! |
| Kyle: |
Damn. That guy is the coolest guy in the universe! |
| Blainetologist: |
[passing out panphlets through the crowd] Pamphlet.
Pamphlet. Here you go, kids, take a pamphlet. [Kyle takes one and reads
from it] |
| Kyle: |
"David Blaine Workshop. Learn all about David Blaine at
the Center for Magic." Dude, we gotta go. |
| Cartman: |
Yeah, and they probably teach you how to do magic
tricks! |
| |
[The David Blaine Complex, in
the middle of nowhere, day.] |
| Speaker: |
Hello,
everyone. My name is Steven and I've been a Blainetologist for about
three years. So, when David Blaine performed his miracles out on the
street, what moved you the most? |
| Stan: |
His a-miracles? |
| Steven: |
Oh yes, you see, David Blaine is much more than a
magician. He's a scholar, a visionary, a leader. |
| Cartman: |
When are we gonna learn magic tricks? |
| Stan: |
Yeah! |
| Steven: |
Oh,
I've got a trick for you to learn: I can show you how to make your true
self appear. Let me ask you all something: Do you consider yourselves
to be happy? |
| Butters: |
I don't think I'm very happy. I always fall asleep to
the sounds of my own screams. |
| Steven: |
...Right, yeh. Eh, see, the reason that you are unha- |
| Butters: |
And then I always get woken up in the morning by the
sounds of my own screams. Do you think I'm unhappy? |
| Steven: |
Wait, the.. the point is... that you can
be happy. You see, your friends and parents have programmed you in a
way that makes you feel isolated and alone. How many times have you
felt like nobody knows the real... you? [focus on a stunned Kyle]
You're not really happy. |
| Kyle: |
[thinking] I'm not really happy. |
| Steven: |
Your potential hasn't even been reached. |
| Kyle: |
[thinking] My potential hasn't even been reached. |
| Steven: |
[holds up the book]
If you look through David Blaine's incredible book, you'll find a lot
of life's answers. Let's read some of the book together, shall we? |
| Cartman: |
Then we get to be in David Blaine's secret club? |
| Steven: |
That's right. |
| Cartman: |
Cool. |
| |
[Kyle's house, day. In the
dining room, Sheila is trying to feed Ike, who is in a baby chair.] |
| Sheila: |
Ike, eat your gefilte fish. [Ike pulls away as far as
he can] |
| Ike: |
No-oo. |
| Kyle: |
[rushes in with Blaine's book] Mom. Mom. I found out
all about this great new magician named David Blaine: |
| Sheila: |
That's nice, Kyle. Ike, eat! |
| Kyle: |
We
spent all afternoon learning about how we aren't actually happy. I had
no idea how unhappy I was until today. They gave me this cool book to
read, and I'm already on chapter four.. |
| Sheila: |
Well, it's nice to see you so interested in something,
Kyle. Ike, for the love of Abraham, you are gonna eat this. |
| Kyle: |
So can I go to the Magic Camp, to learn how to become a
full member? All the other guys are doin' it, and it's only $69.95. |
| Sheila: |
Magic Camp? I don't know, bubbe, ask your father. [Kyle
turns and walks out] Ike, you will eat this! |
| |
[The David Blaine Complex, in
the middle of nowhere, day. The new recruits are having their hair
shaved off their heads] |
| Barber: |
Prepare to be cleansed and release the magic inside you. |
| Butters: |
[Solemnly] I am prepared. [the barber takes the
clippers and clips Butters' hair off in one swoop. The hair ends up on
the floor in one piece] Hoh, jeez, eh it sure got cold in here. |
| Barber: |
Next? [Mr. Garrison appears...] |
| |
[The David Blaine Complex,
main room] |
| Steven: |
Congratulations, young Blainetologists. From this day,
you are clean. [a shot of the new recruits. They all look the same]
Now, we have very important work to do! David Blaine is going to put on
a big magic show in Denver tonorrow night, where he's going to eat his
own head. |
| Recruits: |
Wow! |
| Steven: |
So
it's up to all you new Blainetologists to get as many people there as
you can. Whoever gets the most people to come gets a prize! [eight boys
gravitate towards each other] |
| Stan: |
[talking to a boy between him and Cartman] Kyle, I'm
starting to think that this is a really bad idea. |
| Butters: |
Ha-I'm not Kyle, I'm Butters. I thought you were Kyle. |
| Stan: |
No, I'm Stan. |
| Kyle: |
[behind Butters] You're Stan? Where's Kenny? |
| Stan: |
Who are you? |
| Kyle: |
I'm Kyle. |
| Cartman: |
[thinking he's indistinguishable] Heheh, guess who I
am, guys? |
| Stan: |
Kyle, I think we may have gotten into something bad
here. |
| Kyle: |
[steps back to join Kyle] What do you mean? We're
learning all kinds of cool stuff. |
| Stan: |
Look at us, dude. These people are trying to change us
somehow. I think it's time we went home. |
| Kyle: |
But David Blaine is gonna do more miracles in Denver
tomorrow.. |
| Stan: |
I don't care! I'm leaving! [walks towards the door, but
a man blocks the way] 'Scuse me. [eerie music begins] |
| Aide: |
Where are you going? |
| Stan: |
I'm going home. |
| Aide: |
You don't want to go home. |
| Stan: |
You said we're free to leave whenever we want |
| Aide: |
You are. |
| Stan: |
Move out of the way. |
| Aide: |
I'm not in the way. You are. Are you unhappy with the
Church's teachings? Let's just talk about it |
| Stan: |
I don't wanna talk about it, I jus' wanna leave. |
| Aide: |
Why don't we go into the back room for a second, and
talk? Then you can leave. |
| Stan: |
[begns to back away, intimidated] That's okay, I... I
changed my mind. I'm... gonna stay. |
| Aide: |
That's great news. [escorts Stan back to the group] |
| |
[The David Blaine Complex,
dorm, night. Stan peers out from a door into a hall.] |
| Stan: |
Okay, it's all clear. [exits with Kyle] |
| Kyle: |
What are we doing? |
| Stan: |
We're getting out of here. This whole thing has gotten
way out of hand. |
| Kyle: |
Whoa whoa, I'm not going anywhere. |
| Stan: |
Come on, Kyle, this is stupid! |
| Kyle: |
It's not stupid, Stan. For once in my life I feel like
I'm part of something. |
| Stan: |
A part of what?! Some gaywad magician's crazy life
plan?! |
| Kyle: |
Don't call Mr. Blaine a gaywad! He's a brlliant man |
| Stan: |
No, they just convinced you that he's a brilliant man!
Let's go! |
| Kyle: |
I'm not going anywhere! |
| Stan: |
Goddamnit, I'm not going with you! I wanna stay here! |
| Kyle: |
Huh? I thought you wanted to leave! |
| Stan: |
Oh wait, who am I again? |
| Kyle: |
You're Stan. |
| Stan: |
Oh- oh yeah. God- Goddamnnit, hold on a second. [pulls
out his beanie and puts it on] Okay. Now look, dude, I'm getting out of
here, and you're a dumbass if you don't come back with me! |
| Kyle: |
Then I guess... I'm a dumbass. [turns and walks back to
his room. Stan turns back to face the hall and watched Kyle walk away] |
| Stan: |
Kyle, please.You- [looks down and to the left, then
looks up] You're my best friend. |
| Kyle: |
Well, this is what I believe in now, Stan. And if you
can't respectr that,... then I guess we're not best friends anymore.
[opens the door to his room and walks in. Stan looks, then turns
towards the exit and walks out] |
| |
[South Park, next day. Cartman
and Kyle walk down a sidewalk visiting houses. They approach a pink
house.] |
| Kyle: |
Hello, ma'am. My name is Kyle. And this is Cartman.
We'd like to share our interest in David Blaine with you. |
| Elderly Woman: |
Uh oh. My husband warned me about you Blainiacs. I'm
sorry, but I'm a Catholic. |
| Cartman: |
Uh
it... doesn't matter, ma'am. Blainetology is for everyone. There are
Blainetologists who are Catholics, Buddhists - why even Kyle here is a
Goddamn Jew. |
| Kyle: |
That's right. |
| Elderly Woman: |
So you're not a cult? |
| Cartman: |
[giggles]
Of course, no. David Blaine is a real person. You may have seen his
television specials on ABC. He also wrote a book, and we'd like to
share it with you. |
| Elderly Woman: |
Well, alright, come on in. |
| Cartman: |
Cool. [the woman shows the boys in] |
| |
[Elderly woman's house, living
room, moments later. The woman and the two boys sit on the sofa. Kyle
has his book open.] |
| Kyle: |
...And if you look here, you can see how David Blaine
performed the miracle of being frozen in ice at Times Square. |
| Cartman: |
Ma'am, have you ever wondered what David Blaine's plan
is for you? |
| Elderly Woman: |
No, not really. |
| Cartman: |
Oh,
you see, that, that's inteesting because... I'm so thankful for David
Blaine's book, and, I'm so thankful that he showed me the way to true
happiness but, I think about his plan often. |
| Kyle: |
David Blaine is doing a big performance in Denver
tomorrow night. [closes his book] We're sure his magic will entertain
and astound you! |
| Cartman: |
He's going to eat his own head. |
| Kyle: |
How many tickets can we put you down for? |
| Elderly Woman: |
Oh, I can't go. |
| Cartman: |
Oh, come on, it'll make you a happy person. |
| Elderly Woman: |
I am happy. |
| Cartman: |
No you're not. |
| Elderly Woman: |
Yes I am. |
| Cartman: |
No you're not. |
| Elderly Woman: |
I really am. |
| Cartman: |
No you're not. |
| Elderly Woman: |
But I am. |
| Cartman: |
No you're not. |
| Elderly Woman: |
Alright, two tickets |
| Kyle: |
Great! |
| |
[Sidewalk. Kyle and Cartman
exit the elderly woman's house] |
| Kyle: |
That's 15 people we got to agree to come see David
Blaine perform in Denver. |
| Cartman: |
Yes, Brother Kyle hmm, but our work is not over. We
must still recruit ten more audience members in order to get the prize. |
| Kyle: |
I think if we try Kenny's neighborhood, we might find
a- [they reach the corner. Facing them on the opposite corner is Stan,
standing by his bike] |
| Cartman: |
Come, Brother Kyle, we have no time for him. [turns
right and walks down the street. Kyle looks back at Stan for a few
seconds, then follows Cartman. Stan turns and walks down the street in
the same direction Kyle and Cartman were walking, but stops when a car
appears in front of him. He sees some adult Blainetologists inside. The
driver starts the car and moves towards Stan, who turns about face and
begins to run with his bike. The car looms behind him and he lets go of
his bike.] |
| Stan: |
HaaAAAA! [the car totals the bike, bumps Stan onto the
sidewalk, and peels away.] |
| Driver: |
You'd better watch yourself next time, abandoner! [Stan
looks at the car, scared.] |
| |
[Jesus' house, next day. Stan
walks up and rings the doorbell] |
| Stan: |
Hi, Jesus. It's me, |
| Stan, Jesus: |
Stan Marsh. |
| Jesus: |
Of course. I know you, my child. Come in. |
| |
[Jesus' house, living room. A
pitcher of water sits on the coffee table] |
| Stan: |
This guy is going around doing magic tricks and saying
they're miracles! My friend Kyle thinks he's totally awesome! |
| Jesus: |
You're good to bring this to my attention, Stan. Cults
are a very dangerous thing. |
| Stan: |
I
read in the Bible that you did miracles, too. If you could go in front
of these people and do your miracles, then, they'll all see that David
Blaine isn't so special. |
| Jesus: |
The miracle I'm most famous for is turning water into
wine. |
| Stan: |
Can you do it agian? |
| Jesus: |
Very well. I shall perform the miracle. Behold. Here
you can see ordinary water, clear, clean. Okay now, turn around. [Stan
looks at Jesus quizzically. Jesus is now holding the pitcher] Er, nuh,
tur- turn around. [Stan turns away and Jesus quickly switches pitchers]
Uh, okay now, turn back. [Stan turns back] It is now wine! |
| Stan: |
That's it? That's how you did that trick? |
| Jesus: |
Wuh well, yeah. |
| Stan: |
That trick sucks, Jesus. |
| Jesus: |
Oh. Well, I guess it worked a little better on people
2000 years ago. |
| Stan: |
Dude,
we have to do something. This guy is performing more miracles in Denver
tonight. He's gonna get more followers, and it'll be impossible for me
to get Kyle out. |
| Jesus: |
Then let's go. |
| Stan: |
But dude, I'd I don't think you should do that lame
water-to-wine trick. |
| Jesus: |
Oh,don't worry [rises and joins Stan out the door] I
have a few more miracles up my sleeve. |
| |
[Denver,
night. An arena is shown, and the place is packed. Kyle and Cartman are
seated in the third row, with around Blainetologists around them] |
| Kyle: |
This is a really good turnout. |
| Announcer: |
And now, ladies and gentlemen, David Blaine.
[pyrotechnics go off all around, three spotlights shine on Blaine, and
the crowd cheers] |
| Blaine: |
Hello, my children. |
| Announcer: |
Ladies and gentlemen, may we have silence, please, as
magician David Blaine will now eat... his... own... head. [Blaine
looks around, and a drumroll begins. Blaine then proceeds to eat his
own head, then falls over. A few moments later the crowd roars with
approval] |
| Kyle: |
Dude, no way! [two
female Blainetology assistants rush up and help Blaine stand. One has a
little cage, another has a small curtain and rod. The one to his right
places the cage whre the head would be, while the one on the left
places the curtain in front. A few seconds later, Blaine's head is back
on his shoulders. The audience cheers] |
| Blaine: |
Thank you, everyone. [the audience quiets down]
Our organization grows larger every day. Soon, the government will even
have to give us tax-exempt status as a bona fide religion. |
| Jesus: |
[walking down the steps towards the stage] Hold! |
| Man: |
It's Jesus! [more murmurs] |
| Cartman: |
What's he doin' here? [Jesus goes on stage] |
| Jesus: |
My
children, it is time for you to go home and stop following this false
prophet. You should be using your money and time for other things.
These are simple magic tricks. His magic is interesting, but will it
put food on your table? Feeding the hungry - now that is a miracle! [a
cart with loaves and fishes is wheeled in by Stan.]
Behold! I havd here fives loaves of bread and three fish. Certainly not
enough to feed this entire crowd, but now - turn around [the crowd
stares back blankly] Ya need tuh- turn around. [Stan
slaps his hand to his forehead, but the crowd turns around. Jesus
proceeds to pull bread and fish from behind the cart and pour it over
the original bread and fish. Soon the cart is hidden under the food]
Okay, now turn back. [the crowd turns back and just looks] |
| Cartman: |
Now how the hell did he do that? [Blaine simply extends
his right arm, lifts the bread and fish mentally from the cart and
drops them over by Stan] |
| Crowd: |
Wow! |
| Blaine: |
Your magic is old and outdated, Jesus! twah. Just like
you are. |
| Jesus: |
Oh, really. Then what's this [reaches behind Blaine's
ear and pulls out a card] Ace of Spades doing behind your ear? |
| Crowd: |
Whoa. [some
chatter. Blaine then levitates, goes into a spin and disappears into a
deck of cards, which then splits in two. Each half traces a circle and
then both halves combine to make a larger circle. This circle then
becomes a tornado of cards, and David Blaine emerges from the tornado
triumphant.] |
| Jesus: |
[overwhelmed] Jesus Christ! |
| Elderly Woman: |
[seated with her husband] He's incredible! |
| Blaine: |
The
old religions have failed you! twah. What have they offered except for
war, poverty, and sadness? Blainetology offers you the key to living
your life to the fullest! Will you join us? |
| Crowd: |
Yes!! |
| |
[The arena, outside. Jesus and
Stan exit the arena] |
| Jesus: |
His magic is too powerful, Stanley. I've never seen
anything like it. |
| Stan: |
Then what are we going to do. |
| Jesus: |
I cannot face him alone. We must get the help of all
the super best friends. [speaks into his left wrist] Buddha. Buddha,
come in! |
| Stan: |
Super best friends? |
| Buddha: |
[on a little screen on Jesus' unique watch] This is
Buddha, Jesus. Go ahead. |
| |
[A futuristic headquarters,
somewhere... Jesus appears on a giant screen as Buddha awaits Jesus'
answer] |
| Jesus: |
Buddha, we may have a problem. I've just encountered a
magic I've never seen before. |
| Buddha: |
I'll call everyone together. Come as fast as you can. |
| Jesus: |
Come, Stanley. We must travel far and long. |
| Stan: |
To where? |
| Jesus: |
Distances unfathomable to man. Yea, take hold of my
robe, Stanley, and do not open your eyes. |
| Stan: |
[shuts his eyes] I am ready. |
| |
[Insde an airplane. Jesus and
Stan have center seats, and Stan's eyes are still shut] |
| Jesus: |
Are you still keeping your eyes clsoed? |
| Stan: |
Yeah. |
| Jesus: |
Good. Want some peanuts? |
| |
[The David Blaine Complex,
night. Blainetologists gather in the main room, and a new member is
having his hair shaved off] |
| Kyle: |
Congratulations, sister. You have heard the noble truth
and are now a Blainetologist. |
| Steven: |
[rushes up to the podium]
Everyone! Everyone, gather 'round! I have great news for all
Blainetologists, and for our new members as well. We've just gotten
word from Mr. Blaine himself: The government has denied our church's
request for tax-exempt status! |
| Member: |
But... we want tax-exempt status. |
| Kyle: |
Yeah. Why is that good news? |
| Steven: |
Be-cause! Mr. Blaine has arranged for all
Blainetologists members from every city and state to march into
Washington and demand our right for tax-exepmt status by committing a
mass suicide! |
| Kyle: |
Mass suicide? |
| Steven: |
Mr. Blaine has said that by killing ourselves in
Washington, we are guaranteed everylasting happiness in the afterlife! |
| Member: |
Hehehe, that sounds good. [other members echo the
sentiment] |
| Steven: |
Get your thngs ready. We leave for Washington at dawn! |
| Cartman: |
[jubilant] Did you hear that, guys? We're finally gonna
die! |
| |
[A blue sky in a big city. The
camera pans down to show Jesus and Stan in a park-like setting] |
| Jesus: |
Alright, Stanley. You can open your eyes now. [before
them is a stone-and-glass building] This is the hall of the super best
friends, Stanley, the headquarters for those who stand for what's right. |
| Mohammed: |
Jesus, we've been working hard since we got your
distress call! |
| Loa Tse: |
Who the kid? |
| Jesus: |
Stanley, I want you to meet some of the super best
friends [they are shown when mentioned]: Buddha, with the powers of
invisibility; Mohammed, the Muslim prophet with the powers of flame [he
raises his hands palm up and a blast of flame emerges from each hand];
Krishna, the Hindu deity; Jospeh Smith, the Mormom prophet; Lao Tse,
the found of Taoism [performs some martial arts moves with his cane];
and Sea-Man, with the ability to breathe underwater and link mentally
with fish. |
| Stan: |
So you mean to tell me that even though people fight
and argue over different religions, you guys are all actually friends? |
| Mohammed: |
More than friends, young boy, we are super best
friends, with the desire to fight for justice. |
| Joseph Smith: |
We all believe in the power of good over evil. Except
for Buddha, of course, who doesn't believe in evil. [Buddha shrugs and
grins] |
| Stan: |
Wow. |
| Mohammed: |
Jesus, come look at this. [they walk to the monitor
console with Stan following] After your distress call, we entered David
Blaine in the super best friends' computer. |
| Sea-Man: |
[operating the console]
Many interesting things showed up. He was raised in New York city by a
decent family, but a freak washing-machine accident at the age of 12
made him learn the ways of the black arts. |
| Buddha: |
That's right, Seaman. [the other super best friends
laugh at how Lao Tse said Seaman's name] |
| Sea-Man: |
[insulted] Sea Man! |
| Buddha: |
Uh that's what I said. Sea Man. [the others laugh some
more] |
| Sea-Man: |
Stop it! |
| |
[The David Blaine Complex,
dorm, night. Kyle walks up to Cartman's bunk.] |
| Kyle: |
[whispering] Cartman! Cartman, wake up! Cartman! |
| Cartman: |
[sits up abruptly, knocking Kyle off the bed] No, Paula
Poundstone! Leave me alone! Eyuh! Uh? [now alert, if confused, and Kyle
stands up] |
| Kyle: |
It's jsut me. |
| Cartman: |
[sighs silently] Brother Kyle? Why do you disturb my
rest? |
| Kyle: |
Dude. I don't think I wanna be a part of this anymore. |
| Cartman: |
What? |
| Kyle: |
I
think Stan might've been right. Anyway, I think it's going too far. I
mean, if I kill myself, it's gonna make my family really sad. |
| Cartman: |
Yeah, I know what you mean. I don't wanna die either.
[points to his groin] I haven't even gotten my pubes yet. |
| Kyle: |
I thnk we should bail. If we leave the group, maybe
other people will get the courage to leave, too. |
| Cartman: |
That co- ugh. [drops to a whisper]
That could be difficult, Brother Kyle. But alright, listen: Why don't
we sleep on it? If we decide to leave the faction, we can... do it in
the morning. |
| Kyle: |
Okay. Okay, you're right. [goes down the ladder to his
own bunk, underneath Cartman's, and Cartman turns over to sleep] Oh uh
Cartman: thanks. [goes
to sleep. Later, he wakes up inside a large domed platform. Reflections
of five adult Blainetologists and Cartman can be seen on the glass
dome. He sits up and blinks] Cartman? [He tries to move, but encounters
the glass. He taps to make sure] What the hell? [Camera pulls back to
reveal...] |
| |
[The David Blaine Complex,
main room. The Blainetologists and Cartman look on.] |
| Cartman: |
I told on yoo-ou. I told on yoo-ou. |
| Kyle: |
What have you done, Cartman?! |
| Cartman: |
This is for your own good, Brother Kyle. |
| Blaine: |
You
must understand, brother Kyle, twah, you know too much about the
Church. If you left now, you'd become a danger to our cause. |
| Cartman: |
Ah, and you know what else Kyle said? Um Kyyyle, he
said that if we were all gonna commit suicide, that he wouldn't do iiit. |
| Kyle: |
[knocking on the dome] Cartman, you fatass tattle-tale! |
| Cartman: |
At least I'm not the boy in the plastic bubble! |
| Blaine: |
The suicide pact will go as planned. If we die, we all
die together. [Cartman and the Blainetologists exit and leave Kyle
alone, afraid] |
| |
[the Hall of the Super Best
Friends, day.] |
| Narrator: |
[speaks for the fist time] Meanwhile, at the Hall of
Super Best Friends... |
| Joseph Smith: |
Look
at that, Jesus. His followers are growing at a rate even faster than
mine! It appears this David Blaine is as dangerous as you and your
young friend had feared. |
| Stan: |
I knew it. |
| Jesus: |
Here. I have a videotape of his performance the other
night. |
| Joseph Smith: |
Perhaps we should have Moses look at the tape and see
what he comes up with. [Mohammed takes the tape to Moses] |
| Mohammed: |
Moses, scan this tape. Can you tell us the source of
Blaine's power? |
| Moses: |
[just as he appeared in "Jewbilee"] Give me the
information. [Mohammed slips the tape into a slot near Moses' tip. Stan
smiles] |
| Stan: |
Wow, the Moses. |
| Moses: |
His
magic is a combination of centrifugal line and sleight of hand. Wait a
minute: I'm picking up movement from Blainetologists from all over the
country. |
| Lao Tse: |
The Blainetologists are heading to Washington. But why? |
| Jesus: |
Wait a minute. At his performance David Blaine said
something about trying to get tax-exempt status. |
| Joseph Smith: |
Omigod! |
| Lao Tse: |
What? |
| Joseph Smith: |
If he gets tax-exempt status, then he'll become a real
religion. |
| Krishna: |
He would become unstoppable |
| |
[Washington D.C., day. The
Blainetologists have gathered around the Reflecting Pool in front of
the Lincoln Memorial] |
| Narrator: |
Meanwhile, in the nation's capital, Blainetologists
from all over the country have gathered to commit mass suicide! |
| Blaine: |
[facing the audience, with the Washington Monument in
the distance] If the government will not give us tax-exempt status,
then we must prove that we are willing to die for our beliefs, twah. |
| Steven: |
Alright, brothers and sisters, gather around. [they do
so] It's time to drown ourselves in the Reflecting Pool! [he steps down
into the pool] However, the-ah Reflecting Pool is a little more shallow
than we originally thought, so to drown ourselves, you will need to lie
on your stomach, face down, until you die, as such. [drops
down into the water and floats on his stomach, expelling air for a few
seconds, then groans to death as water fills his lungs. The corpse
begins to float away] |
| Man: |
Next! [A woman drops in, than a man...] |
| |
[The
White House, day. The White House staff gathers at one of the windows
to watch. Shown are Princess, Luara and George W. Bush, Karl Rove, and
Maggie] |
| Narrator: |
Meanwhile, at the White House... |
| Karl Rove: |
Mr. President, we can't let them all kill themselves! |
| George Bush: |
Well we can't give them tax-exempt status, either, Karl! |
| Larry: |
[walks in] He-e-ey George! What's gon' on? |
| |
[Washington
D.C., day. Cartman gets ready to flood Kyle, who's still in the glass
dome, with a fire hose. More corpses float in the Reflecting Pool] |
| Cartman: |
Alright, Brother Kyle, it is time for us to die!
[pushes the dome into the pool] |
| Kyle: |
Cartman! We've been brainwashed, don't you see? We
don't have to do this! |
| Cartman: |
[brings the hose over] But it's the only way for us to
be happy. [plugs the hose into the dome and releases the water] |
| Kyle: |
Cartman, no! |
| |
[The Reflecting Pool, later] |
| Blaine: |
Give us what we want or we will continue to die |
| Jesus: |
Not so fast, David Blaine! |
| Blaine: |
Jesus! Not again. |
| Jesus: |
Yes! But this time, I've brought some help! Super Best
Friends! [they fly down as they are announced] |
| Buddha: |
Buddha! |
| Mohammed: |
Mohammed! |
| Joseph Smith: |
Joseph Smith! |
| Krishna: |
Krishna! |
| Lao Tse: |
Lao Tse! |
| Sea-Man: |
Sea-Man! |
| Jesus: |
The mass suicide is over, Blaine! And so are you! |
| Blaine: |
I
don't think so. Get them! [Blainetologists go on the attack. Two of
them go for Mohammed, who shoots flames at them. They scream.] |
| Joseph Smith: |
My ice breath should take care of you. [blasts some air
at an oncoming Blainetologist, who freezes in place] |
| Stan: |
[emerges from the crowd and looks around the Reflecting
Pool] Kyle! Kyle! |
| Blainetologist: |
Sweet Salvation! [Stan sees the man drown, then notices
a boy in the pool] |
| Stan: |
Kyle?? [frantically, he goes into the pool and reaches
the boy, turning him over. A few seconds of observation and... gasp] Oh
my God, they've killed Kenny! |
| Kyle: |
[off-screen] You bastards! |
| Stan: |
Kyle? [looks to his left and calls out] Oh my God,
they've killed Kenny! |
| Kyle: |
[off-screen] You bastards! [Stan looks up and follows
Kyle's voice] |
| Stan: |
Oh my God, they've killed Kenny! |
| Jesus: |
That takes care of them. |
| Joseph Smith: |
Now it's your turn, Blaine! |
| Blaine: |
Perhaps you need to see some real magic. [floats
up to Lincoln's left foot and touches it. His magic infuses the statue
with life, and Lincoln breaks free from his chair] |
| Lincoln: |
Raaargh! [steps down towards the crowd] |
| Buddha: |
Oh this looks like trouble. |
| Blaine: |
[floating high above the crowd] So long, Super Best
Fools! |
| Stan: |
[reaches Kyle] Kyle! |
| Kyle: |
Stan! |
| Stan: |
Kyle, you can't kill yourself! |
| Kyle: |
I don't want to kill myself. They rigged this thing to
fill with water! [tremulous footsteps are felt, and Lincoln is shown
walking among the crowd of Blainetologists] |
| Jesus: |
We've gotta stop that oversized Abraham Lincoln!
Mohammed! [Mohammed rises into the air and blasts Lincoln with flames.
Lincoln growls and swats Mohammed away with ease] Great Scott! |
| Cartman: |
[trying to drown himself from the edge of the
Reflecting Pool] Bliegh! [rises. His body is on land] Yugh. Uh, okay,
try agian. Hep [dunks his head in the water again]. |
| |
[Shot
of Washington D.C. from the Vietnam Memorial. Lincoln is taking
buildings off their foundations and tossing them aside. Krishna, in the
form of an eagle, flies over the scene. Flames are everywhere.] |
| Mohammed: |
It is too powerful, Jesus! |
| Krishna: |
[lands] It seems to have no weakness! |
| Jesus: |
There has to be a way to destroy it. [raises his left
wrist to speak into the watch] Jesus to Moses! |
| |
[The Hall of Super Best
Friends, day, at that moment] |
| Narrator: |
Meanwhile, at the Super Best Friends League... |
| Jesus: |
Come in, Moses! |
| Moses: |
What? |
| Jesus: |
We need to know how to kill a giant stone Abraham
Lincoln. |
| Moses: |
...Um... Let me think, um... a giant stone John Wilkes
Booth? |
| Jesus: |
[thinks for a moment] You heard him, Super Best
Friends! We've got to make a giant stone John Wilkes Booth! |
| Mohammed: |
Krishna, we're going to need wood for a mold! |
| Krishna: |
Form of... a beaver! [transforms into a beaver and runs
off to chop down trees] |
| Mohammed: |
I will find sources to concrete. [points to Sea-Man]
You, get the water to mix it with, Seaman. [the other friends laugh] |
| Narrator: |
Using the wood that Krishna cut down as a beaver, Jesus
uses his master carpentry skills to make a giant mold. |
| Jesus: |
That should do the trick. Now for some concrete. |
| Narrator: |
Meanwhile, in the ocean depths, Seaman seeks out water
to mix with the concrete. |
| Sea-Man: |
Sea-Man! [lands on the ocean bottom] Look, Swallow, we
should be able to divert the water with that pipe. |
| Narrator: |
And so, Seaman and Swallow get to... get to work
[laughs] |
| |
[The Reflecting Pool, later.
Water fills the bubble Kyle is in, and he struggles to breathe] |
| Stan: |
Kyle, you have to hold yoru breath! [a
giant stone hand comes down and grabs the bubble as Stan looks on
helplessly. Everyone backs away from the stone Lincoln as it holds Kyle
in its left hand. Lincoln shakes Kyle around like a snow globe, and
Stan gets mad] Oh, very funny! [Sea-Man and Joseph Smith pour
the raw materials needed for a statue into Jesus' mold, and Mohammed
fires the statue like a piece of clay. The likeness of John Wilkes
Booth appears on the statue] |
| Jesus: |
Lao Tse, bring it to life. [Lao Tse puts index fingers
to temples and shuts his eyes to concentrate on the task at hand] |
| Narrator: |
Using his power of Taoism, Lao Tse becomes one with the
giant stone John Wilkes Booth. [the
Booth statue begins to move. It breaks out of its mold, walks up behind
the Lincoln statue, and fires one stone bullet into the back of
Lincoln's head. Lincoln's head jerks back, and he falls forward, ending
up face down. The bubble falls out of his hand and breaks up on the
ground. Kyle is washed out] |
| Kyle: |
Wagh. [sits up] |
| Jesus: |
It worked. Now freeze over the pool so no one else can
drown themselves! [Quickly,
Joseph Smith reaches the Reflecting Pool and blows ice-cold air over
it. The water turns to white ice as other Blainetologists try to drown
themselves. Cartman tries once more, but looks up quickly] |
| Cartman: |
Hey, I was just about to do it. |
| |
[The Reflecting Pool, later.
The crowd of Blainetologists is still there, and the water has melted] |
| Narrator: |
Later, at the exact same location... |
| Blaine: |
[now in his escape vehicle, on its own launcher] Damn
you, Super Best Friends! |
| Jesus: |
Your magic is no match for our powers combined, Blaine! |
| Blaine: |
Then I guess you win this time, Super Best Fools! But
I'll be back! [he fires up the little rocket ship and takes off into
the sky] |
| Jesus: |
Goddamnit! [behind him and the other Super Best Friends
is a city in ruins] |
| Buddha: |
It's alright. Everything is as it should be. |
| Jesus: |
Oh, shut up, Buddha! |
| Steven: |
Our leader, he... he's leaving us! [a Blainetologist,
about to drown himself, looks up and sees the ship fly away] |
| Blainetologist: |
Don't leave us, David Blaine! |
| Stan: |
[with mic. Kyle and Cartman stand some distance to his
left] Listen up, everyone! [the Super Best Friends gather behind him]
You don't need David Blaine to tell you how to live. See, cults are
dangerous because they promise you hope, happiness and, maybe even an
afterlife. But in return, they demand you pay money. Any religion that
requires you to pay money in order to move up and... learn its tenets
is wrong. See, all religions have something valuable to teach, but,
just like the Super Best Friends learned, it requires a little bit of
them all. |
| Blainetologist: |
He's right. He... he's right! [the crowd cheers, and
Stan walks over to Kyle] |
| Kyle: |
Thanks for savign us Stan. You're my Super Best Friend. |
| Stan: |
Your my Super Best Friend too, Kyle. |
| Cartman: |
Oh, that's so sweet you guys. [Stan and Kyle are not
amused] You wanna go get a room so you can make out for a while?
Heheheheheh [Kyle turns and kicks Cartman in the groin, knocking him
down] |
| Kyle: |
[moves away so Stan can have a turn] Haha, hehahaha. |
| Cartman: |
[Stan kicks him] Ah! [Kyle's turn] Ow, stop it! [Stan's
turn] Ah! [they continue taking turns kicking Cartman in the groin
— Roshambo!] |
| Jesus: |
Well, it looks like everything worked out. [the Super
Best Friends take off into the air] |
| Narrator: |
And
so, Jesus and his companios leave Washington. But their return is
assured, for there will always be a need for... the Super Best Friends! |
| |
[End of The Super Best Friends] |
