Urban Legend (1998)
Rebecca Gayheart: Brenda Bates
Paul Gardener : Hey, how about some interviews? You know, students react to the tragedy on campus.
Brenda : Okay. I am saddened, and moved by the tragic...
Natalie : This was someone's life Paul. Did you even spend one minute thinking about that?
Paul Gardener : No, I didn't. But because of my story, three-thousand five-hundred students will. I think that's enough to help me sleep at night.
Brenda : [stabbing Natalie with the scalpel] Is this the kidney? Or is that the Liver? Oh, well. First organ I see, I'm just gonna grab it!
[Brenda digs the scalpel in deeper, but Reese bursts through the door with her gun aimed at Brenda]
Reese Wilson : Drop the weapon!
Brenda : [turns around and sees Reese] Oh great! Rent-a-cop to the rescue.
Reese Wilson : Move over the the window, now, you loony psycho bitch!
Brenda : I must say, Natalie, you have proven your friendship to me. Coming all the way out here without even a little pepper spray to defend yourself with.
Brenda : Don't you want to be an urban legend, Nat? All your friends are now.
Brenda : Now, if I remove the gag you've got to promise me that you won't scream. Lord knows I had enough of that with Sasha.
[Brenda smiles and waves, mirroring the killer's little wave after killing Sasha]
Professor William Wexler : Had those before?
Brenda : Yeah. They're Pop Rocks; they crackle in your mouth.
Professor William Wexler : Eat some... thirsty?... What's wrong? Something you might have heard about mixing Pop Rocks and Soda?
Brenda : Well, supposedly, your stomach and your intestines and everything bursts.
Brenda : [after hearing about the news of Michelle Mancini's death by decapitation] Hey, did anyone here know her? She roomed in Daly.
Brenda : [Natalie seems lost in thought. Brenda snaps her fingers] Hello? Space cadet.
Natalie : Oh, no. I didn't know her.
Damon : Actually, you know, I did know her.
Sasha : You did?
Damon : Yeah, and I'll miss her, too. Girl gave great head.
Natalie : Wait a second. Isn't there another legend about a guy with an axe in a woman's backseat?
Sasha : Hello? My mom still checks the backseat before getting into her car.
Natalie : That's how Michelle Mancini died.
Brenda : Oh my God.
Sasha : What are you trying to say, Natalie?
Natalie : It's like someone out there is taking all these legends, and making them reality.
Parker : [Sasha and Brenda seem momentarily worried for Natalie, but Parker seizes the moment] Well, my big question is: what is he gonna do next, huh? Maybe put spider eggs in bubblegum? Or maybe ram a gerbil up a celebrity's ass?