CRIMINOLOGIST'S OFFICE
{ "the man in the next scene has NO FUCKING NECK" }
Narrator I would like, { "you would, would you?" }
ah, if I may, { "You may not!" } ...to take you on a
strange journey { "How strange? So strange they made a
movie about it!" }
(goes for black book) { "Not the book, the MOVIE" }
(opens book) { "And this pervert took pictures, and your
in 'em!" }
It seemed a fairly ordinary night when Brad Majors {
"Asshole! and a statement to prove it!" }, and his fiancee
Janet Weiss { "Slut! and a statement to prove it" }, two
young, normal, healthy kids, left Denton that late
November evening, to visit a Dr. Everett Scott {echo
"snotssssss" }, ex-tutor, now friend to both of them. {
"Is it true that you fuck dead chickens?" } It's true
there were dark storm clouds. { "Describe your balls" }
Heavy, black, and pendulous, toward which they were
driving. { "Is it true also that you molest little
children?" } It's true, also, that the spare tire they
were carrying was badly in need of some air, { "Like your
neck" } but, uh, they being normal kids, on a night out...
well, they weren't going to let a storm spoil the rest of
their evening, were they? On a night out... { "What kind
of night?" } It was a night out they were going to
remember... { "How long?" } for a very long time.
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