Harold Carnes
[to his party]
Face it. The Japanese will own most of this country by the end of the 90's.
Patrick Bateman
[walks over, laughing, patting him on the back]
Shut up, Carnes. They will not.
[Carnes halfheartedly greets him with a small nod and looks away, putting a cigarette in his mouth]
Harold Carnes
[looks back at him with sudden interest, takes cigarette out of his mouth and shakes Bateman's hand, smiling]
Jesus, yes! That was hilarious! That was you, wasn't it?
Harold Carnes
Bateman killing Allen and the escort girls. That's fabulous. That's rich.
Harold Carnes
The message you left. By the way, Davis, how's Cynthia? You're still seeing her, right?
Harold Carnes
Excuse me. Nothing. It's good to see you.
[looks to the other side of the room]
Harold Carnes
Is that Edward Towers?
[he tries to walk off but Bateman stops him, totally bewildered]
Harold Carnes
Davis, I'm not one to badmouth anyone. Your joke was amusing, but come on, man. You had one fatal flaw. Bateman is such a dork. Such a boring spineless lightweight.
[Bateman closes his eyes, trying to shrug it off]
Harold Carnes
Now if you said Bryce or McDermott... Otherwise, it was amusing. Now if you'll excuse me, I really must be going.
Patrick Bateman
[again he tries to walk off but Bateman halts him]
Wait, um... stop.
[Carnes' smile diminishes, Bateman speaks softly]
Patrick Bateman
I did it, Carnes. I killed him. *I'm* Patrick Bateman. I chopped Allen's fucking head off.
[Carnes' amusement is gone, simply stares at Bateman]
Harold Carnes
[deadpan tone]
Excuse me. I really must be going now.
Patrick Bateman
[Carnes tries once again to leave but Bateman pulls him back]
No, listen! Don't you know who I am? I'm not Davis. I'm Patrick Bateman.
[Carnes continues to stare, saying nothing]
Patrick Bateman
We talked on the phone all the time. Don't you recognize me? You're my lawyer.
[leans in closer]
Patrick Bateman
Now, Carnes, listen. Listen very, very carefully... I killed Paul Allen, and I liked it.
[Carnes looks disbelievingly at him]
Harold Carnes
But that's simply not possible. And I don't find this funny anymore.
Harold Carnes
It's just not.
Harold Carnes
Because I had dinner with Paul Allen twice in London, just 10 days ago.
[suddenly dumbfounded]
Harold Carnes
Now if you'll excuse me.
[Carnes finally walks away, leaving the puzzled and horrified Bateman all alone]