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The opening of the movie is some poor woman getting stabbed.

Nothing is hidden either in terms of the knife going in and out of her skin.

Of course she’s running through the house she’s babysitting at, her shirt open, not wearing a bra.

As soon as boobs are visible, Jax begins to clap.

“Now this is a movie,” he whispers to me.

I elbow him. “Fucking idiot.”

The woman falls up the stairs and turns to her back.

She’s got blood all over her from the stab wounds.

The killer has a baseball cap on with the brim pulled way down.

We can’t see his face as he slowly walks up the stairs.

The woman is screaming for help.

Why won’t anyone help me? Why can’t anyone hear me? Help! Someone just help! Please!

Her voice screeches as the killer stands over.

“Here we go,” Jax whispers. “The final stab… right?”

“Shut up,” I growl at him, elbowing him again.

The killer holds out the knife.

He’s ready to go for that last stab…

But he suddenly turns the knife and plunges it into his own chest! Right into his own heart!

There’s a collective gasp throughout the theatre.

The killer falls back and down the stairs, hitting them over and over, until he’s on the floor.

The knife sticking out of his chest.

His arms out.

Dead.

The woman grabs for the railing and pulls herself up to her feet.

Oh, look, there’s her boobs again.

Nice, big melon-like boobs.

Perfect nipples.

I roll my eyes.

Obviously someone here on campus wanted to have their moment on the big screen.

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