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But David Blaine's gonna do more miracles in Denver tomorrow.
My husband warned me about you Blainiacs.
- Ike, eat your gefilte fish! - No.
Kyle, please. You're my best friend.
- Yeah. - Oh, I've got a trick for you to learn.
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and do your miracles, then they'll all see that David Blaine isn't so special.
You better watch yourself next time, abandoner.
- Now what I want you to do, Mr... - Kern.
Because Mr. Blaine has arranged for all Blainetologist members
we entered David Blaine into the Super Best Friends' computer.
You are good to bring this to my attention, Stan.
I'm not Kyle, I'm Butters. I thought you were Kyle.
Prepare to be cleansed and release the magic inside you.
- It's Jesus! - What's he doing here?
Yeah, they probably teach you how to do magic tricks.
- That he wouldn't do it. - Cartman! You fat-ass tattle-tale!
I don't want to talk about it, I just want to leave.
- We can do it in the morning. - Okay. Okay, you're right.
You don't want to go home.
- He's right. - Thanks for saving me, Stan,
Ike, for the love of Abraham, you are going to eat this!
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and see what he comes up with.
The suicide pact will go as planned. If we die, we all die together.
This is the Hall of the Super Best Friends, Stanley.
- Will you join us? - Yes!
Give me the information.
But, we want tax-exempt status.