Moral Orel Season 3 02 Grounded

Good afternoon!

Oh yeah? What's so "afternoon" about it ?

Well, it's 4.30 pm! What kind of
an example is that for your son ?

Don't worry about Orel, he's fine!

A chip off the ol' block!

My own flesh and..

Blood !?!

Hi dad! Pretty great, huh ?

No! It's not great!

But I'm only trying to do what you said..

For the millionth time! Whatever
I said, I didn't mean this!

Young man! I'll see YOU,
in my study!

<Orel whistling>

Ouch!

...sorry kid!
Umm..pull your pants up.

-What's the matter Pops?
Aren't you gonna spank me?

Buddy I'm gonna to adminster an
even harsher punishment this time

-oh oh

"oh oh is right". Son, I'm gonna ground
you for one entire month!

-You mean I can't go out and play?

-Oh you can go out and play
play until your little heart's content.

Run around, laugh, jump,
rough house with the whole gang.

-So what am I grounded from?

-Church!
-Dad!

-That's my name!
Don't wear it out.

-Wait!
You can't!

-I can and am.
-Dad, please!

You have to reconsider.
I'll stop trying to do anything right

from now on!
I'll just be a normal kid,

I promise!
-You can go now.

Haha, joke made.

$$DAY 1

Time for Church
-(screams)

-Play?
Are you ready?

-You better bet bet and
hooray we go.

-Ooh I feel extra righteous today.

-And you look beautiful, honey.

-Don't mention it.
What are you dressed up for?

-Why thank you!

Got a big date or something?
-I got maybe you'd have a change of

heart or something.
-Change of heart?

Orel, "change" is only
for hippies and underwear.

-Well, I guess I can just stay
at home and pray.

-Erm, aah, nothing like the feeling
of buying extra soul insurance.

-Soul insurance?

-That's right kiddo, going to
church gives us that

special little kick, when it comes
to being saint.

Can't get on god's good side
without church.

-Oh..

-Alright almost everybody,
let's go!

-But I need to stay on
god's good side!

I need church.

I can do this.
But baby steps.

You will hoke me to
talk to god, don't you?

Tell god I'm here.
Won't you?

Thank you little guy.

Church, church, church,
church, churchy, churchy.

-Nighty night, Orel

All was well behaved
little boys like me

And shaping your mum get
up early for church tomorrow.

Say, what are you making?

Hahaha, no cheating!

I guess you're really learning
something this time.

-(Mother) Church time!

-Yeaaah

-Play, are you church ready?

-You betty church church,
and at church we church.

-Might be a litte extra churchy today

-And church, church
churchable, churchy.

Church, church too

-(all together) Churchy church,
churchy church...

-Oh boy, I hope I don't
get caught in the rainstorm.

I sure do wish god would
use his tricky magic for once

and would make church
to walk towards me.

Oh, hooray, my wish
has been miracle-ized.

Oh, it's only you, Orel.
I thought you were church.

-I am church!
- oh nice. Say, if you're

church, where's the medal cross,
that's always on top of you?

-Ya, you're right,
I need a cross!

-Hey, I got an idea.

There, now god can see you.

Oh, ohh.

-Golly, I think I'm dead.
Hm I guess it close died

with you.

Haha, that's nice for them.
Is this it? This is really it.

God? Goood?
I'm here! Where are you?

You've gotta be around here
somehwere, I mean you're everywhere.

Oh no! I guess I didn't collect
enough soul insurance.

I'm sorry, I wasn't in church.

God, is that you?
I am injured.

Heeey, no.
heey, no.

Heeey! It's a miracle.
-A miracle? So it's free?

-Well, gauze is expensive.
-I knew it.

-Hi, Orel.
How is it going?

-(doctor): You almost got away
from us, young man!

-What?
-I have to go to the church!

God misses me!
-Sorry, no church

for two more weeks, pal.

-You don't understand,
god wants me to visit.

He killed me, cause
he misses me.

-Well you should have thought
of that before you messed up

the upstairs bathroom.

-I've gotta talk to god,
I have to find a way

Here goes nothing.

-That was easy.

Oh, god has let me to church!
Of course, why isn't anyone else here?

What? Batholomew?

-Fight fire with fire. But one
more joke like that, young man

and it will be the end of you.
-All these near death experiences

are getting a little tiresome.
And expensive.

Now I don't want to have
to sign another of your

death certificates. You get me?
Head up, boy.

Dowie, I have to die again.
I was so close.

-Ooh, okay.
Bye, Orel.

Come on, ladies, work
with me here.

You think can't see
into the future?

Is this even on?
Oh, yup, yep it's ready.

It's not healthy to be dead
that well.

Come back, Orel.
Please come back!

Well, at least his eyes are alive.
-Orel!!

-You scared us, son.

Orel, did you see god?
What did you learn?

Oh, well. I learned all
about heaven, and guess what:

it's not at all like we
thought it was.

It's still a little funny though.
But I think I can remember,

if I really try.
Oh no wait, I remember.

-That's because what Orel saw
was fuzzy clouds. And fuzzy angels

and, isn't that right, son?

-I think so..
-Well then let me help

you remember, in my study.

Come on, gulp for me, son.
Hah, head of a boy.

I hope that teaches you
a lesson, young man.

-It sure does, dad.
I'm never gonna do

that

with those

in there

for that long,
ever again!

-Good boy, son.
Good boy. Aaah.

Orel, how would you like
to go on a father and son

outing together?
-Father and son, and how!