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| Son, I understand you wanted to see me? | |
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| Hey, aren't you the Press Secretary for the President? | |
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Scott confesses his lack of faith to Father John
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| No, Son, I'm not, but I've been told I'm a dead ringer for him. Now, let's say a quick prayer and have our talk! | |
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| Well, Father, the truth is, I don't believe in prayer. Heck, I don't even believe in God! | |
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| Well then, Son, I don't understand why you had me called in? | |
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| Well, they told me if I confessed, it might go easier on me. So, I just confessed I don't believe in God. | |
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