Cartman: Well, it's all done. My soul is at peace. I think I can go now.
Butters: So I won't see you again?
Cartman: Don't be sad butters. What awaits each person in heaven is eternal bliss, divine rest, and ten thousand dollars in cash.
Stephen Stotch: There's no reason to be afraid of things that aren't real; there's plenty of real things to be scared of. Like super AIDs.
Butters: Ah, s-super AIDs?
Stephen Stotch: That's right. A new form of AIDs that is resistant to drugs. Just one tea spoon of super AIDs in your butt and you're dead in three years.
Butters: Agh! Oh, Jesus!
Stephen Stotch: So, now you feel better? Ghosts don't exist, and there's nothing to be afraid of. Except for super AIDs.
Butters: Preacher says that sometimes before your soul can be at peace, you have to atone for something bad you did.
Butters: Did you ever do anything really bad?
Cartman: Not really...
Cartman: [rubbing his chin thinking; next scene he's with Butters as Butters is writing down a long list of things Cartman is rambling off]
Cartman: Let's see... oh, and I broke Mr. Anderson's fence and I never told him about it.
Butters: Broke fence...
Cartman: I took a crap in the principal's purse. Seven times. Then there was the time I convinced a woman to have an abortion so I could build my own Shakey's Pizza. I pretended to be retarded and joined the Special Olympics. Tried to have all of the Jews exterminated last Spring. Ahhh, oh, yeah - there's this one kid whose parents I had killed and made into chili which I then fed to the kid.
Butters: Boy, oh boy, Eric, you got a lot to atone for.