Dewey Riley
Hi, I'm Dewey. Who the hell
is this David Arquette guy?
Aaaaahhhhhh!
No, I found this mask. And for some unknown reason I'm holding it
up to the door. Where it is just bound to scare the shit out of
Sid who has just been terrorized by a guy wearing it.
Oh man,
the killer called here and I missed it. I must have been doing
something important in my bedroom.
I'm gonna get some stick at work for not reaching the phone in
time. It's bad enough that Tatum embarrassed me in front of
everyone. "Janitor's your superior" huh, we
don't even have a janitor.
I'm
with Gale! I'm telling her that my real name is Dwight and I get
called Dewey because the town doesn't take me seriously. But
anything's better than Dwight, right? (hey, I'm a poet and I didn't
know it - until now)
I got stabbed in the back. But I survived. My sister didn't though. If only she'd realised she wasn't a cat.