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Coming this summer...it's the motion picture that changed America...
[a trailer for the (fictional) "re-re-release" of Saving Private Ryan starts playing]
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The word "NAZI" has been changed to "PERSONS WITH POLITICAL DIFFERENCES." And all the guns have been replaced by walkie talkies.
[shots of soldiers getting killed or crippled by walkie talkies]
[a banner shows up (and read by an announcer) before the airing of the "re-re-re-release" of Star Wars Episode V: The Empire Strikes Back]
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The word "WOOKIEE" has been changed to "HAIR CHALLENGED ANIMAL" and the entire cast has been digitally replaced by Ewoks.
[the kids ditch the theater in anger and try to get their money back]
Hit it, Tweek! [Tweek turns on stereo that starts playing Caribbean music; Cartman start singing] In the tropical isle with the coconut tree, there's a lots of--
Wait wait wait wait wait. I thought we were gonna cool his hot heart with a cool island song.
But you can't melt ice with a cool song, retard.
So we have to warm his icy heart with a hot island song.
But it's a cool island song.
Well then we're gonna end up freezing his hellish heart with a cool island song.
GLGeorge Lucas
ALL RIGHT, that does it!
[Raiders of the Lost Ark's theme is played as Spielberg, Lucas, Coppola, and their entourage walk across a desert with the new print of Raiders of the Lost Ark inside an ark, and the kids as their prisoners]
[from atop a cliff looking down upon the entourage in the canyon] Hello!
SSpielberg
The kid? The Tweaked-out kid?!
[leveling a bazooka] I'm gonna blow up the print, Spielberg.
SSpielberg
Your persistence surprises even me.
CCoppola
Surely you don't think you can escape from this premiere.
That depends on how reasonable we're all going to be. All I want are my friends.
Except for Cartman. You can keep him!
Interior scene, Marsh residence. Stan, who has regressed to a primitive state, is gesturing with a stick to drawings he's made of breasts on the living room wall. Realizing he's starting to take interest in girls, Randy and Sharon decide to have a talk with him.
(Turns around) Ohh! A-tah, a-tah!
Yes, a-tah. Let's have a talk, Stan.
Stan, as you get older, boobs, these "a-tah", will start becoming a major part of your life.
But Stanley, you can't let them get in the way of your friends. There're a lot of boobs out there son, but they're just boobs. Your friends are forever.
I know you think this set of boobs is important now, but those boobs will be replaced by another set of boobs. Boobs will come and go, and then, some day, (puts an arm around a smiling Sharon) you'll meet a pair of boobs you want to marry - and those become the boobs that matter the most.
If you can just understand that, Stanley, you'll see that boobs hold no real power at all.
[the boys are discussing who to kick out of their group] So, Kyle, I want to tell you it's been very fun and we're going to miss you. [pulls out two containers] Here's a nice watch and some peanuts.
Me?! But I've been here from the beginning!
And it's sad to see you go. Maybe you can make friends with the kids down the road. Three cheers for Kyle! Hip hip...
Dude, we're not kicking Kyle out.
All right, then I guess we have no choice-- [turns to Tweek] but to let you go, Tweek, I want to say you've been great filling in as a fourth friend and we're gonna miss you. [moves the watch and peanuts to Tweak's side] Here's a watch and some peanuts.
No way, dude, Tweak's cool.
Well, dumb-asses, how are we gonna make room for Bebe?
[Hard cut to the next day. Stan, Kyle, Bebe, and Tweek are all standing at the bus stop; Cartman is conspicuously absent.]
Thanks for inviting me to ride the bus with you this morning.
[Cartman approaches the group.]
[furiously] Oh, that's fine! That's fine! Fuck you, Kyle, and fuck you, Stan! [walks away, then comes back] Fuck you, Tweek! [walks away, then comes back again] Bebe, you're still cool. [walks off, seething]
[the boys are standing at the bus stop with their parents right behind them]
Dude. This is worse than Child Tracker.
It's okay, boys, just act as if we weren't here.
MMrs. Marsh
Right, do what you would normally do.
[awkwardly] You're such a fat-ass, Cartman.
[just as awkwardly] At least I'm not a stupid Jew.