Blood Feast

Police Captain:
He died a fitting end for the garbage he was.

Mrs. Dorothy Fremont:
Good day, are you Mr. Ramses? I'm Dorothy Fremont. Well, I heard about you from a friend of mine, Annette Dupree. I'm giving a dinner party in two weeks for my daughter, and Mrs. Dupree says that you cater to just about the type of thing I'm looking for. I want something ususal, something totally different.

Fuad Ramses:
Yes, Mrs. Fremont. I do cater to unusual affairs. What do you consider to be unusual?

Mrs. Dorothy Fremont:
Oh, I don't know. What do you recommend?

Fuad Ramses:
Have you ever had... an Egyptian Feast?

Police Captain:
Call the Fremonts, fast! And for Pete's sake, don't let them eat anything!

Suzette Fremont:
Do you think we should park here? Do you think it's safe?

Det. Pete Thornton:
On second thought, you might be safer with the killer than you are with me.

Radio Announcer:
And now, some tragic local news. We have a report of another murder tonight. A young girl has been found dead in Rogers Park. The body was badly mutilated. Because of these murders, the police request that all women stay inside their homes after dark. If you must go out, please have someone accompany you. Keep your door locked.

Police Captain:
Ramses was the killer we've been looking for. Mrs. Fremont, I'm afraid this feast is evidence of murder!

Mrs. Dorothy Fremont:
Oh dear! The guests will have to eat hamburgers for dinner tonight.