Mary Shelley's Frankenhole2010

Polidori:
Frankenstein, Mother Teresa.

Victor Frankenstein:
Pleasure, to meet you, Mother. What can we *do* to you.

Mother Teresa:
[crying] I, uh -- I, you're not gonna believe this, I --

Victor Frankenstein:
Spit it out.

Mother Teresa:
I'm pregant...

Victor & Polidori:
...

Mother Teresa:
WITH A CHILD! [cries]

Victor Frankenstein:
Really?

Polidori:
Well, conbadulations.

Victor Frankenstein:
Well, who did this to you?

Mother Teresa:
Who knows, it could be anyone! I can't remember, I do A LOT of people, A LOT of favors! Haunting faces, everywhere! [shivers] Ooh, all this catholic guilt is killing me!

Mother Teresa:
My problem, I can't say no. People give me those puppy doggy eyes, I go melting.

Victor Frankenstein:
So, what do you need from us?

Mother Teresa:
I can't have baby. It's bad for my job. KIRIENT KAPUT! So, you know I need the...baby go bye-bye.

Victor Frankenstein:
But any doctor could do this mind-nummingly routine procedure, why come to us?

Mother Teresa:
Because you're very far away. Not to mean walking but also by tick-tocks. No one must know.

Victor Frankenstein:
I see.

Polidori:
Ah.

Victor Frankenstein:
Ah, yes. Well, I think we can help you but, um...this laboratory is so filthy, we couldn't possibly work in these tragic conditions. Do you think, could you possibly, pleeease clean it for us, Mother Teresa.

Polidori:
Yes. Pleeeeeeease! We're simply starving for cleanliness.

Victor Frankenstein:
Pleeease!

Polidori:
Pleeeeease!

Victor & Polidori:
Pleeeeeeease!

Mother Teresa:
Alright, yes, I have a little time, I supposy.

Victor Frankenstein:
Thank you.

Polidori:
Perfect.

Mother Teresa:
BUT I CAN'T STAY FOR --

Victor Frankenstein:
THANK YOU!