Stu; Jesus, this place is packed.
Randy: We had a run in the murder section.
Stu: Coming to my fiesta?
Randy: yeah, I'm off early. Curfew, you know?
Girl: What's that werewolf movie with E.T's mom in it?
Randy: The Howling. Horror, straight ahead.
Girl: Thanks.
Randy: Oh, now that's in poor taste>
Stu: What?
Randy: If you were the only suspect in a senseless bloodbath, would you be standing in the horror section?
Stu: What? It was just a misunderstanding. He didn't do anyting.
Randy: You're such a little lapdog. He's got murderer written all over his forehead.
Stu: OooKaayy. Really? Well, why did the cops let him go, smartguy?
Randy: Because, obviously they don't watch enough movies. This is standard horror movie stuff, Prom Night revisited.
Stu: Yeah, Why would he want to kill his girlfriend?
Randy: There's always some stu[id bullshit reason to kill your girlfriend.
Stu: OH...
Randy: That's the beauty of it all; simplicity. If it gets too complicated, you loose your target audience.
Stu: Well, what's his reason?
Randy: Maybe Sidney wouldn't have sex with him.
Stu: What, is she saving herself for you?
Randy: Maybe. Now that Billy tried to mutilate her, do you thin Sid would go out with me?
Stu: (laughs) No, I don't at all, no.
You know who I think it was, I think it was her father. Why can't they find her pops, man?
Randy: Because, he's probably dead. His body will come popping up on the last reel somewhere, eyes gouged out,
fingers cut off, teeth knocked. The police are always off the mark with this shit.
If they'd watch Prom Night, they'd save time. There's a formula to it.
A very simple formula. Everybody's a suspect.
I'm telling you, the dad's a red herring. It's Billy.
Billy: How do we know you're not the killer? Huh, huh?
Randy: Hi Billy.
Billy: Maybe your movie freaked mind lost it's reality button. You ever think of that?
Randy: You're absolutely right. I'm the first to admit it. If this was a scary movie, I'd be the prime suspect.
Stu: That's right. And what would be your motive?
Randy: It's the millenium. Motives are incidental.
Billy: Millenium, millenium. I like that. That's good. It's the millenium. Good, kid.
Stu: "Millenium" Good word my man.
Randy: Are you telling me that's not a killer?
