Three of the most popular girls at Reagan High accidentally kill the prom queen with a jaw-breaker when a kidnapping goes horribly wrong.

Julie: It's just weird how time erases things.
Fern: Time doesn't erase things, people erase things.
Julie: Yeah, people erase people.
Courtney: Never send a rose unless dyed black as a warning. And if one is sent to you, destroy it along with the sender. Emotionally of course. It's not like we kill people...
[a pause as Marcie and Vylette look at Courtney, horrified]
Courtney: ...on purpose.
Julie: How can you do that? Frame some guy for Liz's murder?
Courtney: Life's a bitch, then you die.
Julie: No, honey. You're the bitch!
Courtney: [leans in tauntingly] Oh, so aggressive! It's turning me on!
Courtney: I don't believe we've met, what with the cruel politics of high school and all.
Courtney: I made you, and I can break you just as easily.
Vylette: Good idea. Kill me like you did Liz.
Courtney: Ok, reality check, Liz is in the trunk of this car. And she is dead. That is a sad, fucked up thing, but you are going to walk into that school and strut your shit down the hallway like everything is peachy fucking keen.
Narrator: First you need to know something about them. The beautiful ones. The flawless four. Everyone wanted to be them. You know 'em they went to your school too. They totally ruled. The one in the green that's Courtney she was the leader she was like Satan in heels. The blonde Marcie Fox a legend in her own little mind, known to herself as 'foxy'. Oh, the leggy one with the pig tails in Julie, doomed to be popular because of that face and because she was best friends with the one in the pink. That's Liz Purr. She was special. Everybody loved Liz not just because she was beautiful and popular, and rich and smart she was all of those things but more than anything she was sweet. Courtney ruled with terror Liz ruled with kindness, she was like the Princess Di of Reagan High and that pissed Courtney off. Liz Purr was well, she was perfect. I used to dream about what it would be like to be her, Elizabeth Purr. Its a shame about what happened to Liz. That was no way to wake up on your seventeenth birthday.
Courtney: I taught you to disrespect us?
Fern: You taught me to rule.
Courtney: That's right! Rule, bitch! But don't forget who made you!
Courtney: I killed Liz. I killed the teen dream. Deal with it.
Courtney: Wait a minute.
Julie: What?
Courtney: Rape... they'll check to se if she was raped right? Maybe Liz had a friend over, you know, Mommy and Daddy's last night away, maybe he's from school, maybe not. But definitely into kink. He got a little rough, went a little to far, you know, there's a fine line between pleasure and pain. She screamed for help, but no one could hear her. Her screams were muffled by the huge candy ball, she tried, but there was nothing, only sugary sweet death.
Marcie: Oh my God, that like, totally gave me the chills.
Fern: The one in the green is Courtney. She was like Satan in heels.
Courtney: You like it?
Dane: It's okay.
Courtney: Okay? There's nothing kinky about "okay", now is there?
Courtney: What a fucking tearjerker. Look, Marce, it's like Terms of Endearment Part III, only this time the boyfriend's gay.
Marcie: Yeah, and the rest of the cast sucks!
[Julie approaches Fern, now turned into Vylette, who in turn is with Courtney and Marcie]
Marcie: Do you smell something?
Julie: Hi, Fern.
Marcie: Fern? We don't know a Fern.
Vylette: My name's Vylette.
Julie: What?
Vylette: My name's Vylette.
Courtney: Learn it.
Marcie: Live it.
Marcie, Courtney: Love it.
Courtney: They'll believe it because it's thier worst nightmare: Elizabeth Purr, the very picture of teenage perfection, obliterated by perversion.
Courtney: You knew Liz Purr right?
Fern: I-I know of her
Courtney: "Knew" of her, past tense. She's dead Fern, she died. But we've got a bit of a problem because you know we did it. You heard us. That gives you a little something Fern, and it's called power. The power to tell, and you're the kind of girl that tells. A tattle-tale.
Marcie: A rat.
Vylette: This is high school, Detective Cruz. What is a friend anyway?
Detective Vera Cruz: A friend is someone who tells the truth no matter what. A true friend never lies.
[Marcie movies Liz's head]
Marcie: AHHH!
Courtney: What?
Marcie: She looked at me. I swear to God she looked at me!
Courtney: Her eyes are open. She's bound to look somewhere. My God Marcie, she's dead. Relax.
Marcie: AHH! She is gonna die! This is so much better then what we did last year!
Courtney: I wish *I* had friends that would do this for *me*!
Julie: Yeah right! You'd have us killed!
Courtney: Brutally maimed, my dear.
Miss Sherwood: You don't think that Miss Mayo could have...? No. Miss Mayo is as sweet as the days are long.
Detective Vera Cruz: It's a crazy world, Miss Sherwood. Some of the sweetest candies are sour as death inside.
[Vylette, in her pink dress, gets out of her red Corvette]
Vylette: Hi, girls!
[Vylette walks past them]
Courtney: What's wrong with this picture?
Gothic Girl: [after Marcie has just cracked an egg open in Home Ec. Class and sees blood in the yoke] Cool! You've got a still-born!
Miss Sherwood: Do you know a senior named Elizabeth Purr?
Fern: You mean the meow?
Miss Sherwood: Excuse me?
Fern: Liz is the cat's meow.
Miss Sherwood: ...I'm sure she is.
[Julie Freeman approaches Courtney Shayne and Marcie Fox]
Courtney: Look what the kitty dragged in.
Marcie: Meow.
Dane: Don't go.
Courtney: Don't come.
[Gothic Girl is in bathroom trying to find a stall]
Make-Up Monger #1: I'm sorry this stall is reserved.
Gothic Girl: What?
Make-Up Monger #1: Haven't you met Vylette? It's all about Vylette.
Marcie: How about some public affection, girls?
Fern: She's so evil... and she's only in high school!
Courtney: We just killed our best friend! Do you realize what this means?
Marcie: You're a shoo-in for prom queen?
Courtney: Listen bitch, one word and you're over, I mean that.
Julie: I'm not scared of you anymore Courtney.
Courtney: We saw you, we all know you did it.
Julie: No one will ever believe you!
Courtney: Ask Fern, ask Marcie... We saw everything.
Julie: You fucking liar.
Courtney: One word, and you perish, I promise you that... Toodles!
Courtney: First, we're gonna stuff her pretty face with pancakes, then tie her to the flagpole in her bra and undies and watch the humiliation begin.
Marcie: She is gonna die!
Courtney: I have this gift, I can smell a lie.
Julie: It's over Courtney.
Courtney: I am petrified.
Courtney: Well, if it isn't the beautiful people!
Brenda: Courtney, I've been meaning to tell you, you are to-die to-die!
Courtney: Thank you my dear
Marcie: [talking to date] I'm so bored tonight... I think it's time for a little room service.
Courtney: MARCIE! Reality check, I think there's a certain announcement that needs to be made!
Dane: Yeah, give it up for the prom queen
Marcie: Oh my god Courtney, I am so sorry!
Courtney: It's ok Marce. We can't all be up to speed, can we girls?
Courtney: I mean, food's cool and all. It tastes good and you need it to live, but the mere act of eating involves thoughts of digestion, flatulation, defecation, even, shall we say, complexion defection.
Marcie: Trends change people change, its all about details, if you dont pay attention to details your doomed, i mean look at my nails! I went through junior high wearing nothing but pink now pink makes me puke so i change rearrange, see, its called demented, no seriously the color's called demented.
Courtney: mine,decayed, like julie our friendship with her is decayed, rotten, julie is no more, shes like fern mayo a bad dream, get it!
Courtney: [together give evil laugh] HA HA HA!
Courtney: You know, there's a fine line between pleasure and pain.

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