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| The family are driving to church. Homer and Marge in front, the three | |||
| kids in the back (from left to right, Bart, Maggie and Lisa). Maggie | |||
| sits forward on her seat. | |||
| Homer: | You kids better behave in church today. | ||
| Bart: | I don't see why have to go, anyway. I'm a pagan. | ||
| Homer: | Bart! | ||
| Lisa: | I don't want to go to church either. I'm a pagan, too. | ||
| Homer: | Well, you're going to church, so you can like it or love it. | ||
| We hear a tire blow out. Bart raises his hand. | |||
| Bart: | Uh, if I'm not mistaken, Dad, the tire just blew. | ||
| Bart and Lisa clasp their hands and look skyward. | |||
| Maggie sits back in her seat. | |||
| Pan across to see Maggie and Lisa standing by the car, Bart sitting | |||
| on the fender, Marge inside with a concerned expression, and Homer | |||
| struggling with the right front tire. Lisa waves her arms. | |||
| Lisa: | What a beautiful paganistic day! Come on, Maggie, let's dance. | ||
| Homer: | [annoyed] Grab that tire iron, boy. | ||
| Bart: | We pagans would like to help you Homer, but it's against out beliefs | ||
| to soil our hands with the greasy tools of sin. | |||
| During Bart's speech, we see that Lisa and Maggie are dancing in an | |||
| unusual manner. Lisa chants incoherently. | |||
| Homer: | Lisa, Maggie, knock that nonsense off. | ||
| Maggie falls down from the strain of it all. The sky darkens. | |||
| Bart: | Too late, Dad. | ||
| Bart heads into the car. It starts to rain. | |||
| Homer: | What the hell are you talking about? | ||
| The kids are safely tucked in the car. | |||
| Bart: | Pagan rain dance. Works every time. | ||
| The sky has since cleared. Lisa, Bart and Maggie have discarded their | |||
| oppressive clothing (except for Maggie's bow) and are clad instead in | |||
| leaves. They wave their arms. | |||
| Homer, struggling with the front tire, turns his head. | |||
| Homer: | Why those little... | ||
| Homer chases the kids (his suit all tattered), who head into the church. | |||
| The doors close behind them. Homer bursts in, and we see that the kids | |||
| are seated in the front pew. | |||
| Lisa: | Ironically enough, Bart, this house of worship has proven to be our | ||
| sanctuary. | |||
| Bart: | Yes, but still, my pagan soul yearns to roam free. | ||
| Lisa: | No problem. After the sermon we'll make a run for it. | ||
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