BOBBY: Let's go home. This place sucks.
PAIGE: Good idea. You drive. I don't think I'm stable. No, I'm definately not stable.
The two leave the house and climb into Bobby's Yugo for the drive back to the city.
PAIGE: Wow, I feel a rush coming over me. Endorphins, or something.
BOBBY (smiling): Yeah, it does feel pretty good.
PAIGE: I wish I could always feel this way! It's not even from the beer!
BOBBY: There's only one way to always feel this good.
PAIGE: What's that?
BOBBY: You'll see. Hehehehe.
PAIGE: Oh. OK. Maybe we should have looked for Jay before we left.
BOBBY: Oh, I have a feeling Jay is out of commission for the night. Possibly for all of eternity.
PAIGE: Dude, that sucks.
BOBBY: Say, Paige, can you hand me that bloody knife sitting on the floor?
PAIGE: Sure thing. (Hands Bobby the bloody knife) So, like, half of our band is dead. Now what?
BOBBY: Soon it will be more than half. Maybe four/fifths.
PAIGE: Really? Cool. Who's going to be the fourth dead member?
BOBBY: I have a feeling it won't be me. Could you please hand me that book sitting by your feet?
Paige picks up the book and reads the cover
PAIGE: This book is called How To Plan the Perfect Murder. Cool, who are you going to murder?
BOBBY: Dammit!
Bobby drives off the road and stops in the middle of a field
BOBBY: Haven't you figured out that I'M the murderer yet?
PAIGE (laughing): Yeah right. You're the drummer. You're the nice guy who doesn't say anything.
BOBBY: I say plenty! It's just that nobody ever listened to me, and that can drive a person to insanity! Nobody ever remembered my name!
PAIGE: Uhhh, so what's your point? And I'll remember your name if you remind me.
BOBBY: I'm insane, Paige! I'm the killer, and I framed Amir. I knew he'd confess in his senile state! And now that you know this, you must die!
PAIGE: Ohhhh crap! I want my Mommy!
BOBBY: Bwahahahaha!
PAIGE: So, how am I going to die?
BOBBY: I'm going to leave you alone in this field.
PAIGE: Alone in the field?! But I'll DIE!
BOBBY: I think that's the point.
PAIGE: Oh yeah.
Bobby shoves Paige out of the car. As he watches the small car disappear, Paige stands there, alone and frightened.
PAIGE: Oh man. I'm going to die in this field. The road is too far to walk back to. I mean, it's like a mile away! Oh well. Might as well make the best of the time I have left. (Scratches himself and burps)
Meanwhile, Bobby is driving down the deserted road, laughing to himself
BOBBY: Bwahahaha! I'm insane, INSANE! But you know, that's not so bad, because I know Korn! And I'm the drummer for a really cool rock band!
BOBBY'S CONSCIOUS: No you aren't, Bobby. You killed your bandmates, remember?
BOBBY: Shut up, brain! I don't need you!
Bobby turns on the radio and allows the music of Eminem to fill the car.
BOBBY (singing along): Oh yes, my name, my name is, my name is.....uhhh, wait, what is my name again?
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