An American Werewolf in Paris1997

[the undead Amy rises from a slab as a zombie]

Amy Fitch:
Thanks for the lovely evening, douche-bag. You really know how to treat a lady!

Andy McDermott:
No! You're dead!

Amy Fitch:
No, I'm undead. Which means I'm forced to walk this wretched earth until you die.

[Brad appears as a zombie]

Brad:
Not so fast! You want my buddy dead, you're gonna have to come through me.

Amy Fitch:
Oh, that's something. [to Andy] It took me four years on a stairmaster to get a package like this. You ripped through it like a lamb chop!

Andy McDermott:
This can't be happening.

Brad:
Don't blame me Andy. I warned you.

Amy Fitch:
[to Andy] Wait a minute. You knew about this all along?

Cadaver:
Hey, keep it quiet! Some of us are trying to rest in pieces here.