Altar Egos Page #2

- Use your blinker.

- I know.

(windshield wiper humming)

- [John] Stop the

windshield wipers.

- Yes.

- Please.

- [Jack] Okay.

- You're embarrassing

me in front of the kids.

Hey.

- Hey.

- Kids are sleeping.

- Nice.

- I have a new vision

for the church.

- Fantastic.

- I'm talking

territory expanding.

- And how are we gonna do that?

- By changing the

Christmas pageant.

- (laughing) Okay.

- No, no, no, I'm serious.

I mean, this year I really

wanna show the community

how much God loves them,

but I wanna do it in

like a huge, ginormous,

mesmerizing spectacle.

You know, big time!

Babe, with your creative genius,

and with my,

with your creative genius,

we could totally sell this.

I mean, it's gonna be awesome.

Think about it,

just, envision it.

Christmas Pageant.

- Okay, okay wait,

I have an idea

(laughs) going beyond this.

What if,

we move?

- Wait, what?

- First Church is looking

to hire a new pastor.

- But, that's on the

other side of town.

- Yes, it is, and I

got you an interview!

- Wait, wait, okay, wha-what?

- Surprise!

- Surprise, weehee, wait wait.

What do you mean, you did this?

Why?

- Because, honey, we're

called here to serve

and if the board won't

let you do it here,

then maybe God has somewhere

else that you can go.

- Sweetheart, I can't

just leave the church.

My calling is here.

- Just,

just go talk to them, okay?

For me, your

creative genius wife.

- All right, I'll tell ya what,

I'll do the interview,

you do the pageant.

- You'll do your best

at the interview.

- Of course.

- Deal.

- Nice.

- All right, preacher

man. (laughing)

Hmm, what do you think?

- It's nice, it's...

What is it?

Let every heart

Prepare him room

And heaven and heaven

And nature sing

(playful string music)

- The angel of the

Lord appeared to them,

and the glory of the

Lord shone around them.

But the angel said to

them, do not be afraid.

The angel of the Lord said

to them, do not be afraid.

- That's your cue.

- Ooh.

She had a little accident.

(laughing)

- Well, get a towel.

Somebody get me another angel.

- Hello!

(John humming)

- Well, Pastor, what

brings you here?

- These are the scripts to

the new Christmas pageant.

- I beg your pardon?

- Mary, we have to go

in a new direction.

(organ bench creaking)

- You have got to be joking.

This is rubbish.

- I disagree.

I actually think

it's quite good.

- Well I'm not doing this.

Neither is the choir.

- Okay, look Mary--

- No, no, no, you look, Mister.

You've gone too far this time.

Your father would

be so disappointed.

It would break his

heart if he could see

what you're doing to his church.

You want change?

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