:angels:
At the gates...
St. Peter: Welcome to Heaven, Leslie.
Leslie: Heaven? Surely you can't be seri-ohhhh...
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both of them at the same time): ....aaAAAHH! HA-HAAAA! (point at each other)
St. Peter: Ahhh I've been waiting for that for some time now. (wipes a tear away) Ohh, mercy. I am happy you're here. Of course, there is some standard protocol we have to go through before I can let you through the gates.
Leslie: What is it?
St. Peter: Oh, it's those golden doors over there with the bars. But that's not important right now...
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A bearded man pokes his head out): I just wanna say good luck...We're all counting on you.
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Leslie shakes his head): Oh...Jesus.
St. Peter: Oh, you know him?
Leslie: Yes. His hands healed up nicely.
St. Peter: Yeah, but he just hasn't been the same guy. You guys sure did a number on him down there. Sometimes I could swear he is getting crazier.
Jesus jumps over to St. Peter and shakes him: And Peter is getting laarrrrrrgerrr!!
St. Peter Oh! For crying out - Just...Just go, Leslie. Go in.
Leslie Thanks.
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he starts to walk through the gates, takes a few steps back): And don't be too hard on the kid. He makes some great booze.
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starts walking again, then turns): But stay away from the crazy bread!
Leslie Nielsen will Shirley be missed
Please excuse my dumb tribute.