So I guess he didn’t get religion. He went to see a fellow muzzie.
Curtis: Well, the Sister was right. You boys could use a little churchin' up. Slide on down to the Triple Rock, and catch Rev. Cleophus. You boys listen to what he's got to say.
'Joliet' Jake Blues: Curtis, I don't wanna listen to some jive-ass preacher talking to me about heaven and hell.
Curtis: Jake, you get wise. You get to church.