JEANETTE: If life is so fair, why do roses have thorns?
ELEANOR: I hate myself! I hate me, I hate me, I hate me... look at me! I'm just a fat, little harlot, who could love me?
BRITTANY: Hey, you think YOU'RE the ONLY one around here with issues? None of you know what I'm going through, nobody understands me!
JEANETTE: That does it!
*Jeanette whacks Brittany up with a box-cutter*
BRITTANY: AAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Oh, that made me feel so alive, do it again!
JEANETTE: No, it's MY turn now!
*Brittany slices Jeanette to shreds*
JEANETTE: The pain... the pain... don't stop!
ELEANOR: Cut my guts out, cut my guts out!