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446. Blasphemy
Teaser: In which the gang finally makes it out of the church, and Lizzy engages in some light blasphemy.
CHURCH EXTERIOR Tessa, Cheryl, Don, Guard, Captain, Ranger, Lizzy, Priest, Dog
[FRAME 1]
Lizzy: You was in there quite a stretch, were it a difficult sorceration?
Captain: Er, not exactly.
[FRAME 2]
Lizzy: After all that, y'ain't even cured 'im? What 'appened, was y'low on eye o' newt?
Priest: The gods don't require eye of newt! They're omnipotent! And anyway, eye of newt is just mustard seed, it has no magical properties.
[FRAME 3]
Lizzy: So, d'you run out o' gods then?
Priest: Blasphemy! You can't run out--
Ranger: We ran out of... well, we didn't ever have enough money.
[FRAME 4]
Lizzy: Ah, 's one o' THOSE kinda churches. I shoulda conjected, on account o' all th'gold.
Teaser: In which the gang finally makes it out of the church, and Lizzy engages in some light blasphemy.
CHURCH EXTERIOR Tessa, Cheryl, Don, Guard, Captain, Ranger, Lizzy, Priest, Dog
[FRAME 1]
Lizzy: You was in there quite a stretch, were it a difficult sorceration?
Captain: Er, not exactly.
[FRAME 2]
Lizzy: After all that, y'ain't even cured 'im? What 'appened, was y'low on eye o' newt?
Priest: The gods don't require eye of newt! They're omnipotent! And anyway, eye of newt is just mustard seed, it has no magical properties.
[FRAME 3]
Lizzy: So, d'you run out o' gods then?
Priest: Blasphemy! You can't run out--
Ranger: We ran out of... well, we didn't ever have enough money.
[FRAME 4]
Lizzy: Ah, 's one o' THOSE kinda churches. I shoulda conjected, on account o' all th'gold.