Priest: Bye. Woman: Goodbye. Frankie Dunn: Hey, Father, that was a great sermon. Made me weep. Priest: What's confusing you this week? Frankie Dunn: Oh, it's the same old one God, three God thing. Priest: Frankie, most people figure out by kindergarten it's about faith. Frankie Dunn: Is it sort of like Snap, Crackle and Pop all rolled up in one big box? Priest: You're standing outside my church comparing God to Rice Krispies? You only come to Mass every day to wind me up. It’s not going to happen this morning. Frankie Dunn: Well, I’m confused. Priest: No, you aren't. Frankie Dunn: Yes, I am. Priest: Then here's your answer: There's one God. Anything else? Cos I’m busy. Frankie Dunn: What about the Holy Ghost? Priest: An expression of God's love. Frankie Dunn: And Jesus? Priest: Son of God. Don't play stupid. Frankie Dunn: Well, what is he, then? Does that make him a demigod? Priest: There are no demigods, you fuckin' pagan! Did you write to your daughter? Frankie Dunn: Absolutely. Priest: Now you’re lying to a priest. You know what? Take a day off. Don't come to Mass tomorrow. |