The Skulls III

Roger Lloyd:
Stand up and shed the last symbols of your old life. Remove your clothes.

[everyone looks around unsure]

Nathan Lloyd:
Stand up! Hesitate and you'll never see this place again.

[Brian and some of the other guys look at Taylor, waiting to see what she does about this]

Taylor Brooks:
All right, boys. You heard the man.

[pulls off her shirt]

Taylor Brooks:
No time to be shy.

[Opening title cards:
"Every year at certain ivy league colleges, an elite group of young men is chosen to join Secret Societies. Unlike fraternities, these Societies conceal their actions as they mold the leaders of the future. The most powerful Secret Society has always been... The Skulls III"]

Det. Staynor:
Lemme explain something to you. As fascinating and... well... relevant as it is - the fact that you had some scary dream last month - we are dealing with a real life homicide here, so I would appreciate it if you would indulge me and just stick to the facts.

Taylor Brooks:
I don't have to be here, you know. I know my rights.

Det. Staynor:
I got a dead college kid downstairs who's got twice as many rights as you, and I need some answers, and I need them now!

Veronica Bell:
Well, unless you plan on growing a penis, you're not gettin' in.

Nathan Lloyd:
Faith, gentlemen. Give us yours and you will forever have ours.