Tagon: Reverend, you have a visitor.
Theo: I've already apologized to you for my futile efforts at sowing discontent with our soulless, sociopathic, pseudo-koalazoid employer.

Petey pays too well, and it would seem that such souls as the rest of us may or may not have got sold somewhere in the bargain.
Petey: Wow, when you clergy go bitter, you really GO, don't you?
Theo: Stick around, you may see my "resigned to martyrdom" act. The jury for my Master's dissertation loved it.
Petey: Fine. Reverend, I'd like to ask your advice.
Petey: Suppose I see my neighbor across the street stealing from his next-door neighbors.
Petey: Do I intervene? Do I have the right to
Theo: Oh, no you don't.
Theo: You can't use that abstracted parable trick on me. If I give the "right" answer, you'll show how our current situation is exactly the same, and if I give the "wrong" answer, you'll demonstrate to me how somehow I am the bad guy here.
Theo: It's rhetorical artifice, and in the hands of the wicked it's no more than a trick to turn every good intention into another paving stone on the highway to hell.
Petey: "By their fruits shall you know them."
Petey: That's what your Scriptures say, isn't it? If you're going to judge me, have a look at my fruits, first.
Tagon: I'm not sure I understand your new biology, Petey. Did you just offer to show the Reverend your fruits?
Theo: Okay, new rule: one Philistine at a time!