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Quickly losing pateince, Jesus sends another of his followers to persuade Brad Pitt.
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| So, Brad Pitt dares to defy me still, eh? Very well I will dispatch you, my cybernetic assassin "Judas-1", to teach him a lesson. | |
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| I OBEY...SHALL I REMOVE THE NAILS FROM YOUR HANDS AND ANKLES? THEY MIGHT GET INFECTED... | |
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| What? No, I want you to smite some of Brad Pitt's close friends so he'll attend my rally on Saturday... | |
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| HOLD ON A SECOND MASTER, I'LL GET SOME ANTISEPTIC AND A BAND-AID | |
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| Oh for God's sake forget about the nails! I'm fine! Just go and smite Helena Bonham Carter and Edward Norton! | |
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| YOU LOOK A BIT PALE MASTER, WOULD YOU LIKE SOME ORANGE JUICE OR A BLANKET? | |
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