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Officer David Caporizo
: Oh, and did this killer use his hook to cut all your hair off? Helen
: No, he used scissors, asshole.
: We should have a plan. Angela Lansbury always had a plan.
: By that time I'll just be finishing my two year contract with Guiding Light, coinciding with your first year as starting quarterback for the Steelers. Barry
: Cowboys. Helen
: Whatever. Then we can elope to Europe, or the Caymans, wherever, where I'll let you impregnate me with the first of 3 children before you head off to rehab. Then we can live happily, blah blah blah.
: Well Bob, at summer's end I plan on moving to New York where I'll pursue a career as a serious actress. It's my goal to entertain the world through artistic expression. Through art I shall serve my country.
: We need help. Barry
: I'll say. You two should check out a mirror sometime. You look like shit run over twice. Helen
: You're a prick!
: Come sit in the back. I'll let you do things to me.
: Listen, you little shit-stick-mayberry-ass reject. There's been a murder, and you are going to fry in hell if you ignore it!
: Helen, we killed a man and ruined the lives of everyone he knew. Helen
: I don't think we were that powerful Julie, you're giving us way to much credit.
: Hey, its all about the hair. Don't you forget that. Especially when you become some big hotshot lawyer. Those professional types think its all about brains and ability and completely ignore the do Julie
: So, the do is vital, got it
: A toast... to us, to our last summer of immature, adolescent decadence. Helen
: Somebody's buzzed.
: We're going home now and never, ever, under any circumstances known to God speak about this again is that clear? It is now merely a future therapy bill agreed? Barry
] Helen? Helen
: I'll never mention it again. Barry
: We make a pact, right here and now we take this to our grave. Ray
: Agreed. Barry
[Julie nods her head in agreement
] Don't you nod your head, you fuckin' say it. Julie
] Yeah okay. Barry
: [Barry runs and grabs Julie by the neck pushing her against the car
] We take this to our grave, let me hear it. Ray
: Let her go, Barry. Barry
: You fucking say it! Julie
: Okay, Barry, we take this to the grave.
: What happened to us? We used to be best friends. Julie
: We used to be a lot of things.
: Yeah, Jodie Foster tried this and a skin-ripping serial killer answered the door!
: Wait. Ray
: What? Julie
: Should we check his wallet and see who he is? Barry
: Why? Julie
: I don't know okay, just to know. Helen
: I don't want to know. Barry
: Let's just pretend he's some escaped lunatic with a hook for a hand and we're doing everybody a favor.
: Christ already, I'll do it!
[dumps dead body in water
: Hey you riding with me? Helen
: No tell mom I'll be home late. Elsa Shivers
: Ah is little miss Croaker getting sauteed tonight? Helen
: Oh a twit with a wit. Elsa Shivers
: Eat me.