High Priest: I forget what we're doing tonight.
First Priest: You're sacrificing a virgin to the rain god Mole.
High Priest: What for?
Second priest: Rain, what else? Rain.
[to second priest]
Second priest: He's passed it.
First Priest: We'll have to elect ourselves a new one.
High Priest: Rain? Oh, yes, of course. Of course, rain. Isn't that little Ruth? Why are we sacrificing her?
First Priest: She's the only virgin we could find on such short notice.
Second priest: If we had more time...
First Priest: Even then it wouldn't be easy. They're very hard to find.
High Priest: But I've known little Ruth since she was knee-high to a cricket.
Second priest: We've sacrificed chickens, sheep, and bulls and they didn't work.
