Mary Shelley's Frankenhole2010

Jesus Christ:
Baby! Baby! Me! Over here! Me! Geez, they don't -- I don't think they recognize me.

Death:
[drunk] Oh, god. One more screwdriver, please.

Jesus Christ:
Wow. You're drinking a lot...

Death:
Yeah.

Jesus Christ:
...and I like it. You know, you remind me of me when I used to drink a lot. And, man, that was an interesting me.

Death:
"Me, me, me, me, me, me, me"!

Jesus Christ:
What?

Death:
IT'S ALL ABOUT JESUS, ISN'T IT?!

Jesus Christ:
You got a hair up your ass.

Death:
Yeah! It's you.

Jesus Christ:
What's it about? What about me?

Death:
Another drink, please.

Jesus Christ:
G-Get him another drink. Make it a double.

Death:
Do you care about anyone but you?

Jesus Christ:
Yes, I always think about other...whatchamacallits.

Death:
People! Other people!

Jesus Christ:
Yes! Yeah, people. I know what a people is. I am a people.

Death:
Other people! [triggered] You are really something, you know that? [drinks]

Jesus Christ:
Drink it up.

[Death passes out]

Jesus Christ:
OH, HI! Mama Cass! Let me but you a ham sammich. Come on. I know you wanna choke one down.