Saturday's Warrior Page #2

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See? I told you.

It's all about who you know

up here.

That's what counts.

Crooked generation,

we demand your veneration

Will you shake your heel

at us

As we call you

to your knees?

Crooked generation,

will you scoff at ordination?

We are warriors

by our right

So respect us if you please

Humble

Oh, you got to be humble

They're ever so humble

In our humble way

Ooh

Oh, humble

You got to be humble

They're ever so humble

In our humble way

Crooked generation, oh,

we demand your veneration

Will you shake your heel

at us

As we call you

to your knees?

Crooked generation,

will you scoff at ordination?

We are warriors

by our right

So respect us if you please

Ow! '

Humble

Listen up now

You got to be humble

Got to be humble

Ever so humble

- All right now, right now

- You got to be humble

- In our humble way

- Humble

- Oh, humble

- Humble

- Yeah, oh, yeah

- Humble

- Humble, humble

- Humble

- Yeah!

- Humble, humble, humble

- Whoo!

- Humble, humble, humble

- Humble, humble, humble

- Let me hear it! Come on!

Ha!

In our humble way

- Yeah, yeah, yeah

- Oh

You got to be humble

Life is gonna give that boy

exactly what he needs.

So, one time, I sent the wrong

babies to the wrong mothers.

Uh, but it was okay, 'cause the,

uh, nurse at the hospital,

she, you know,

switched them back.

So it's all good.

Hey.

Emily.

You're gonna stay with me now,

okay?

Are you okay?

I was missing you already.

Go on.

I'll keep her safe.

We love you.

I'm gonna miss

this beautiful place.

So many friends and memories.

It's hard to believe

they'll all be forgotten.

It's time.

Come on, Jimmy!

What is that sound

rising up from the world?

The sound of a clock

ticking on

With hours and minutes

I've yet to meet

In a life

that soon will be gone

Soon will be gone

Whoa, oh

What is that sound rising up

from the world?

The swell of the tide

at the gate

Where children set sail

without knowing too well

That the time

is growing late

Growing late

Whoa, oh

I'm sailing on

I'm not a stranger

My faith will ride

through wind and tide

And stormy sea, yeah

I'm sailing on

out of the harbor

There is a distant lamp

that lights the way for me

I hope they hold it high

so I can see

I'm sailing on

I'm sailing on

Yeah

I'm sailing on

I'm sailing on

Sailing on

I'm sailing on

We've got our father

and mother, sister and brother

Pulling together,

we can work it out

All alone,

we just can't make it

By ourselves we fall behind

If we lift and pull together

We can help each other climb

What will we do

when the going gets tough

And the journey is rough?

What will we do?

Courage take,

for goodness' sake

And when we're out of courage

and we're ready to break

We've got our father

and mother, sister and brother

Pulling together,

we can work it out

Without a doubt,

we can work it out

Pulling together,

we can work it out

Work, work

- We can work it out

- We can work it out

Work, work

- We can work it out

- We can work it out

Work, work, work

We can work it out

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Move over, Jackson 5.

Here come the Flinders 9!

We just want to take a second

to introduce everybody.

I'm Adam.

The rest of my family...

Terri, Ernie, Julie, Alice.

Back there we've got Pam.

On drums we've got Shelly.

This is our Benjy over here

on Benjy

and Jimmy on lead guitar

and vocals.

He's quite a dreamboat,

isn't he, ladies?

Jimmy actually wrote

that last song.

- Pretty spiffy, eh?

- Spiffy.

Way spiffy.

Hey, thank you so much.

Was it your back?

- I'm fine.

- You sure?

Jimmy, I'm okay.

Yeah.

Hey, I got to jet.

I'm so sorry.

I wish I could stay.

But Wally's plane leaves

in an hour.

- Oh, boy. Julie.

- Well...

Julie, Julie, Julie!

No promises, right?

Mom.

Don't worry about it.

No promises.

Hey.

Cute miniskirt, front row? Yeah?

Watch out.

- Bye, Julie.

- Jules.

Hey.

Good job today.

That new song... real hoot.

Thanks, Pops.

Yeah.

It was a real hoot.

- Jealous, Mack?

- No.

But the Partridge Family called.

They want their act back.

- You finished, man? Come on.

- Yeah.

Oh, wait.

One more.

Come on, man.

Look, man.

I hear you, all right?

I want to be doing what

Morrison's doing, too,

but how do you quit your family?

If Lennon can leave the Beatles,

you can leave the Flinders.

You think John would want to

join now that he's free?

I'll ask Yoko.

Look, man, your family's great.

But you're better.

And we can change the world

through music.

Revolution.

Well, Mom, Dad,

I'll see you in two years.

- Son.

- I love you, Dad.

- Mom.

- Oh, s-son.

Captain Uchtdorf,

please pick up the nearest

white courtesy phone.

Captain Uchtdorf.

Hi.

Can I see your ticket, please?

- Thank you so much.

- Wally! Wally, wait!

"Hey.

Wally!"

- Go ahead. Hey.

- Oh, hey.

- You made it!

- Yeah.

This is it.

I'm gonna see you

in two years... with a ring.

- About that.

- Thank you.

- Uh...

- Wait, wait.

What? What?

What... What... What...

No, no, no. No, no, no.

What are you talking about?

About what?

Uh, my mom made me promise not

to make you any more promises.

Wait.

Okay.

Does your mom not care

about your integrity? Hmm?

Because I remember this.

Remember this?

"Whatever hardship I am called

to endure,"

whatever pain I have to suffer,

I will be a woman of courage

until that glorious day

"when Elder Kestler returns home

from his mission... in triumph."

And whose signature is that?

Huh?

Mine.

That's right.

- Oh, but...

- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

No.

How smokes. No buts.

Do you not remember

the scripture?

Joshua 24:
15.

Choose ye this day

whom you will serve.

- Yeah. That's right.

- Yeah.

I don't think that applies.

What are you talking about?

Of course it applies.

Uh, Exodus 20:
12.

"Honor thy father

and thy mother."

That has nothing to do

with anything

that we're talking about.

Last call for flight 231.

I got to go.

I-I... I'm s...

Like, I'm leaving...

Like, right now.

This is your last chance

to hitch yourself to my wagon.

Wally.

If Donny Osmond himself proposes

to me, I will still be true.

That's the right answer.

Hey.

See you in two years.

Write me every day.

Oh, my mother's gonna kill me.

Look at this. Look at this.

Ehrlich says that population

growth will lead to famine

and in this decade,

hundreds of millions of people

will starve to death.

So what's the solution?

Forced population control?

Well, people will

need to be coerced,

but it's for a good cause.

I mean, it's the only answer...

Unless you don't like eating.

You think that's

a little extreme?

- Come on.

- Well, this is serious.

People need to stop having

so many kids.

No offense.

Jimmy, how come your parents

can't keep their hands

off each other?

You want to find out?

The Earth is sick,

and we are the cancer.

Every day the babies

are destroying the world

Eating all our applesauce

What can we do?

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

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