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One True God! The Screenplay!

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EXT. SPACE. CUT TO INT. OF MILLENIUM FALCON

OBI WAN and SAINT CHEWBACCA are looking on as JESUS, blindfolded, is wielding a light saber. A mechanical orb is hovering around him. It fires a laser beam right into JESUS’ eye.

JESUS

Owwww!!!

OBI WAN

No, no, use the force!

JESUS

Fuck the force, that thing just shot a laser beam into my eye!

OBI WAN

(Slapping JESUS upside the head) Stop being such a fucking pussy.

ORB

Bleep! Pussy! Bleep!

The ORB FIRES again, hitting JESUS in the chest.

JESUS

Oww!!! Goddamn it, that was my nipple!

JESUS gets angry and starts wildly swinging the light saber at the place he thinks the orb is. He's wildly off course, though, and instead veers over to where SAINT CHEWBACCA is and accidentally cuts off his arm.

SAINT CHEWBACCA

(Un-transcribable Wookie wail of pain)

JESUS

What's wrong, Chewy? (Sniffing.) Does anybody else smell burning hair?

ORB

Bleep! Ha-ha! Bleep!

 

CUT AWAY.

 

EXT. DAY.

On the desert planet of TATOOINE. MUHAMMAD and COUSIN ALI IBN ABI TALIB stand in the sunshine, fanning themselves.

MUHAMMAD

God, it's hot.

COUSIN ALI IBN ABI TALIB

Lemonade?

MUHAMMAD

No, thanks. I think I'll just go chill out in that cave.

 

MUHAMMAD walks into a CAVE. In the cave, the voice of GOD:

 

ALLAH

Hey.

MUHAMMAD

Holy shit, who the hell are you?

ALLAH

I'm the one true God--same as the one the Jews and Christians groove on.

MUHAMMAD

Your voice is pretty loud, man. Can you turn it down a little?

ALLAH

Sorry.

MUHAMMAD

Um, so, is there something I can help you with?

ALLAH

Yes. I want the people of the world to stop eating pork.

MUHAMMAD

Okay.

ALLAH

And to give alms to the poor.

MUHAMMAD

Arms to the poor?

ALLAH

No, no—alms.

MUHAMMAD

What the fuck's an alm? Is it like an almond?

ALLAH

Schmuck! Alms—it's charity!

MUHAMMAD

Then why didn't you just say so?

ALLAH

For the love of…just get a pen, will you?

CUT AWAY.



 

EXT. SPACE. HANGING from the underside of the CLOUD CITY OF BESPIN.

JESUS hangs precariously from a metal outcropping, beaten and badly injured. One hand has been cut off. ABRAHAM reaches out to him.

ABRAHAM

JESUS, I am your father. Metaphorically speaking, if not strictly literally.

JESUS

No!

ABRAHAM

Look, kid. I'm the father of Isaac, who begot Jacob, Jacob begot the 12 tribes, all that crap. You're one of us. The force is strong with you and all, but come on. It's all about Yahweh. Join me and we can rule the galaxy together!

JESUS

I’ll never join you!

ABRAHAM

Okay, dude. Have it your way.

JESUS drops into the abyss, only to be caught by Han Solo in the Millennium Falcon, passing below.

 

SAINT CHEWBACCA

RRRAarrarRRrgh!

HAN SOLO

Pull him in with your one good arm, Chewie! All that Force mumbo jumbo sure did a number on him.

CUT AWAY.

 

INT. NIGHT.

The cave. MUHAMMAD and ALLAH are talking.

MUHAMMAD

(writing): …and shall live happily ever after, the end. Okay, done! (Puts down pen.) Hey, what are we calling this thing, anyway?

ALLAH

(Voice booming) THE KORAN!

MUHAMMAD

(writing again): The…Koran. Is that a "C" or a "K?"

ALLAH

(Voice booming) NEVER QUESTION ME!

MUHAMMAD

Okay…let's make it a "K."

ALLAH

Now, for your next task—

MUHAMMAD

Next task!?!

ALLAH

Yes, next task! You are my prophet du jour. Is that a problem?

MUHAMMAD

Yeah it is! My fucking wrists are killing me! That Koran took up like 2,300 legal pads! (Indicates the pile in the corner.)

ALLAH

Fucking ingrate prophets. I mean, I choose you, your names will live in eternity, you’ll be worshipped along side me, basically, and all I get is your pissing and moaning.

MUHAMMAD

Awright, okay, I’ll do it. Whatever you want. Jesus!

ALLAH

Don’t get me started on THAT slacker. I’ve been asking him to come back as man’s salvation for 700 years. I’ll tell you something. This is it. You’re the last one.

MUHAMMAD

Okay! I said I’d do it. Man, you really are good at this guilt shit.

ALLAH

The last one in the middle east anyway. Maybe I’ll pick a new one in North America.

MUHAMMAD

Okay, you know what, just call me when you’re ready. I’ll be in my tent.

 

ALLAH continues complaining as the camera FADES.

 

 
 
 



 
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