South Park: Imaginationland Page #7

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is here and he wants to say something.

- Kyle, this is Superman.

- Hi, Superman.

I know that saving people

can be a big responsibility,

but no matter what it takes,

it's worth it.

- I know.

- You can do this, Kyle.

Now hang on, because

Hercules wants to talk to you.

- Oh God...

- Yes, God is here too.

He's gonna talk to you

right after Captain Crunch.

Popeye, I need some help here!

Popeye is being raped

by Christmas Critters.

Hey, what is that?

More spinach for Popeye!

Imagine an M60 for Jesus!

All right!

The boy is doing it!

Everything is going to be okay!

Missile launch in one minute.

Goddamnit, you stupid a**holes

are going to ruin everything!

Prepare for launch...

- Sir, we have a security breach!

- What?

There's an Unauthorized Entry Alert,

it's coming from Sector 2!

Sector 2?

- Kyle?

- The hell are you doing back here?

Listen, you don't have to do this!

Our imaginations aren't

running wild anymore.

Why is it so easy for children

to break into the Pentagon?

You have to stop!

If I'm not mistaken, you're the one

who bet that leprechauns weren't real.

- So why do you care what happens?

- Because I- I...

Um...

Because I think... they are real.

It's all real.

Think about it. Haven't

Luke Skywalker and Santa Claus

affected your lives more

than most real people in this room?

I mean, whether Jesus

is real or not, he...

he's had a bigger impact

on the world than any of us have.

And the same could be said of Bugs

Bunny and Superman and Harry Potter.

They've changed my life,

changed the way I act on the Earth.

Doesn't that make

them kind of "real."

They might be imaginary, but they're

more important than most of us here.

And they're all gonna be

around long after we're dead.

So in a way,

those things are more

realer than any of us.

Abort the sequence.

Sir, he was right.

It does appear that our imaginations

have stopped running wild.

Do an imaginary sweep.

I need a full imaginary report!

So Kyle,

imaginary things are real, huh?

Guess that means

I did win the bet after all.

And you know what that means, Kyle.

Just let it go with your f***ing

balls already, you f***ing a**hole!

Your friends have been in danger and

all you care about it this stupid bet!

Well I've decided,

Cartman, even if we had a bet,

that I am never sucking your balls,

you got that?

They can throw me in jail for

the rest of my life, but I am never

going to suck your balls, ever!

So there!

What happened?

Why hasn't the missile gone off?

- There's been an abort, Mr. Gore.

- No! ManBearPig has to die!

Oh Jesus, no!

That's it, Aslan!

The evil characters have fled!

The day is ours!

Kyle!

Fellas! Where'd you come from?

What is that?

He did it!

Oh look, I'm back!

Nice going, kid.

The evil characters!

They're all behind the wall again.

- Dude! How did you do that, Butters?

- Well I just... used my imagination.

You know, I really have

learned a lot, you guys.

What Kyle said about imaginary

things being real and,

Butters using his imagination?

It makes me think that...

well maybe we all have

the power to make things a reality.

Oh, why look, it's me.

And...

And there's Kyle.

And, what's Kyle about to do?

Cartman, don't!

O-hoo Kyle!

What are you doing to my balls?

Oho, look!

It's Kyle sucking my balls!

- Dude.

- Oh my God.

Oh Kyle, you are gobbling those balls,

aren't you?

I told you you would suck my balls

before this was over, didn't I, Kyle?

That's sick!

Why are you sucking his balls, kid?

I'm not sucking your balls!

That's imaginary.

No- Kyle, I believe you said

that imaginary things are real.

That's true. You did.

Oh, look at you go, Kyle!

Oho, you dirty girl!

You love those balls.

Okay, Kyle, that's enough ballsucking.

We need to get you boys home.

Oh! Look, Kyle!

You're chocking on my balls!

Oh, you seem to be recovering now.

Oh! And you're just diving

in for a second helping! Oh, Kyle!

I am not sucking Cartman's balls!

Whatever you imagine to be real,

is real.

Remember...

Imagination...

Imagination...

Imagination...

Imagination...

Butters? Butters!

Huh? What?

Oh!

Oh! It was all just a dream.

- Come on, Butters, time to get up.

- Oh Dad! I had the craziest dream!

I saved all of Imaginationland from

running wild after a terrorist attack!

You were in Imaginationland, Butters!

We've read all about it in the paper!

The question is, what were

you doing in Imaginationland

when you were supposed to be helping

your mother clean up the basement?

You are grounded, mister!

Wait, I'm not grounded.

- Oh yes, you are!

- Oh yeah?

That only works in Imaginationland!

You're grounded!

Ah sh*t.

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