Transcribed from: Comedy Central[Discrepancies notated as "*HBO--"]
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Discrepancy between Comedy Central and HBO airings.
Pointed out by:[Cast- 3 Businessmen- Dave Foley, Mark McKinney, Kevin McDonald]
[in a conference room]
Dave: Okay, this could be a very serious problem, but, uh, why don't we just reread the letter, cause maybe we got something wrong in the first reading, okay?
Kevin and Mark: Good, good.
Dave: [reading] Dear Mavisville Recreation Center, in regards to your upcoming obedience and breeding competition, I would like to make my applications. Sincerely yours, Mrs. Eleanor Whitmore, and her god Spot.
Mark: It still says god!
Kevin: Her *god* Spot. You see, I am very worried.
Mark: I know you're worried, but it's unfair for you to claim that you're more worried than I am.
Dave: Well, look, I'm more worried than the both of you put together.
Mark: Oh, I agree. I'm just saying that I'm more worried than he is.
Dave: Let's just sum it up. I'm the most worried, you're the second-most worried, and in last place is you. Oh, for God's sake, the point is we're all worried together!
Kevin: Although on the second reading I started worrying a little more.
Mark: Oh, would you give it up, you big baby! This woman is talking about bringing God to the Mavisville fair. This could ruin the touristry!
Kevin: He's right. Mavisville is the toupee capital of the world. We have to protect that!
Mark: Just think. Every summer hundreds of tourists flock to see the giant Toupee in the Park.
Kevin: Weather permitting.
Mark: Weather permitting.
Kevin: Of course.
Dave: Now, I think we're getting off topic, here. What really worries me about this little letter is that she says, "her god." Not *the* god, *her* god.
Mark: That means it could be any sort of god.
Kevin: Like the god of constant rainstorms,...or bad...party music?
Mark: It could be the god of pinkeye!
Dave: That's right, gentlemen. We could be constantly wiping our eyes during a rainstorm while trying to listen to Leonard Cohen music!
Kevin: Of course, we could be jumping to conclusions. It could be just a typo. After all, it is a dog show we organizing at the fair. Dog...god. God...dog. They're pretty similar.
Mark: What do you mean, they're similar? Gods and dogs are nothing alike. Dogs are furry, little creatures that live from 10-14 years, gods are omnipotent and immortal. If you ever talk about---
Kevin: No, no, you're not listening to me. I mean they're similar words. Even we made a mistake.
[holds up a sign that says Mavisville God Show]
Mark: Oh yeah. I remember that day.
Dave: Dog god. Dog god. Dog god, god dog....We can't take the risk, gentlemen. I'm gonna call up the National Guard. We have to have protection in this town.
Mark: Hey, hang on a second, wait a minute. We call up the National Guard to protect us from a border collie, we're gonna end up looking like...what was that expression?
Kevin: Oh! Complete and total morons.
[*HBO--Kevin: Oh! Fucking morons.]
Mark: Complete and total morons!
[*HBO--Mark: Fucking morons!]
[they think]
Kevin: [laughing] She meant dog. It's a dog show, not a god show. No one names their god Spot. Oh yeah, she meant dog.
Dave: Yeah, yeah, dog. Dog, not god.
Mark: You're right. She meant dog.
Dave: That was pretty silly, wasn't it?
Mark: You know, six months from now, we're still gonna be laughing at this one.
[Six months later. The three of them have their heads on pikes.]
Kevin: Wow. What a difference six months makes.
Mark: Oh, yeah. Pretty dramatic.
Dave: Oh, yeah. Pretty damn dramatic.
Mark: Yeah.