A bishop, a nun, and a football agent were adrift on a life raft in the tropics. At last they sighted land. But the wind died down while they were still a short way from the beach. The football agent, the only one who could swim, volunteered to go ashore with a line and pull the raft to land. The bishop and nun fell to their knees to pray for his safety. Then the agent dived in. His companions saw the black fin of a shark making straight for him. The shark disappeared, then came up on the other side, having passed under the swimmer. The agent seemed unperturbed, slowly switching to different swimming strokes, seemingly enjoying the exercise. Shortly, the bishop and nun saw an ever bigger shark darting toward the football agent, but again, this one also swerved just in time. After the agent had reached shallow water, he pulled the raft ashore, and as the bishop and nun jumped off the raft to safety, they simultaneously exclaimed, “There is proof of the power of prayer.” “Power of prayer, be damned!” retorted the agent. “That was just professional courtesy.”
Yeh but thats home and away levels of acting that one. Lets keep the standard high Yeh or we'll end up like utd