Bishop: Revenge of the sorority lumberjacks!
Actress: I think she’s been hard at it, too. That blade looks a tad blunt.
Bishop: Yeah, she must be exhausted after all that lumberjacking. I had no ideas trees were so bloody…
Actress: It’s a hard life, workin’ on the chain gang… blood, sweat and grumpy looks…
Bishop: Yeah, grumpy’s a good word for it. She doesn’t look scary, only slightly miffed.
Actress: I think she’s grumpy because daddy took away her cell phone.
Bishop: That’s no excuse to kill him with a dull axe.
Actress: I’d probably kill my father if he named me “Hell”…
Bishop: Ha ha! That’s too funny! Oh, tragic to be a girl named Hell…
Actress: No wonder she’s so pissed off…
Bishop: It’s good that she still believes in us, though. No matter what happens, Hell believes in you.
Actress: I find that strangely comforting. Is that wrong?
Bishop: No. No, Hell hasn’t lost her faith. She’s such a good friend.
Bishop: I picture the class valedictorian giving the graduation speech: “And when no one else believed in me, Hell believed in me!”
Actress: [cue: class throw hats in the air]
Bishop: *sniff, sniff*
Actress: That blood will be a bastard to get out of that shirt. This film ought to be sponsored by a good drycleaner, or at the very least a decent brand of washing powder.
Bishop: Yes, Tide needs to feature Hell in a TV commercial.
Bishop: I’m rusty on my biblical history. Was the 8th plague when the waters turned to red tempra paint?
Actress: Um, yes? No? Fuck, I don’t know. She’s annoying me now. Spoilt cheerleaders tend to have that effect…
Bishop: Shall we move on? Hell needs time alone to sulk and clean herself up.
Actress: Leave her to it, I say…. and without dodgy one-liners about seeing me IN Hell.. thank you. *wink*