NARRATOR: Parnassus Dom, not really a séance...
TAGON: Come on, Thurl. We need you alive, not dead.
THURL: First, I am alive.
THURL: Second, you'll manage without me.
SCHLOCK: You can do both!
SCHLOCK: You can stay in there AND come back to life out here.
THURL: Hello, Sergeant.
SCHLOCK: Do both, Thurl.
THURL: I can't do both, not even if there are two of me. It might look to you as if I'm doing both, but each of them can only do one.
SCHLOCK: So, maybe one of you wants to be alive again?
THURL: Unlikely. I am all of me, and I want to be here.
SCHLOCK: But maaayb
THURL: *interrupting* Sergeant, listen.
THURL: You're asking me to make a copy of myself who gives you what you want instead of what I want.
TAGON: Harsh.
THURL: Look on the bright side. Someday you'll probably die, and then we can hang out in here.
TAGON: See? You are dead!