[after Sheriff spends the time of his life fantasizing and whipping Hurshe who's originally The Reverend]
The Reverend (as Hurshe):
Sheriff...just out of curiosity, and as a matter of insignificant small talk, what do people say about the Preacher behind his back again when he's not around? I forget.
Sheriff:
Come on. You know this! Now, everyone says Preacher's a sad, lonely deviant who'll suck anything that squirts, and eats floaters with a knife and fork.
The Reverend (as Hurshe):
They say that about me -- Him?
Sheriff:
Of course! Oh, why you crying, Hursh? I mean Psycho Mike?
The Reverend (as Hurshe):
[crying] Nothing. Just hit me.
Sheriff:
All right. Give me a minute to get hard.
The Reverend (as Hurshe):
You wouldn't say that stuff to Preacher's face!
Sheriff:
[scoffs] Bet I would!
The Reverend (as Hurshe):
Well, I'll go get him! The next person to walk through this door will be Preacher again!
[as Hurshe cries all the way to the door closed, The Reverend comes back as his original self into the room while crying]
The Reverend:
[cries] Hurshe said that you had something to say to my face.
Sheriff:
Preacher, what happened to your face?!
The Reverend:
Helen. She hit me!
Sheriff:
THAT'S IT! Confront this bully! ...Soon as I get hard. [growls angrily as he ripped his own pants]
