Ep.73 – Slasher - Making Movies Can Be MURDER

Episode Notes
A group of college students set out to make a slasher movie but when real bodies start piling up who will survive these halls of horror?!
Slasher by Rob Fields
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Transcript:
Prologue
The group that was to breathe new life into the Strickfield University Film Society gathered in the movie room at Wilder Hall, the student union building. When Professor James Corgen arrived to conduct the meeting, he sat on top of his desk and looked at the others. 
“I see we’re missing somebody,” he said. 
“I’m sure Jennie will be here shortly,” Jessie, his busty, red-headed daughter, assured him. 
The professor appeared annoyed. “I’m not talking about your sister.”
Just then, another girl entered the movie room. “Sorry I’m late. I got delayed.”
Jessie turned to her. “It’s okay, Vickie, you didn’t miss anything. In fact, we’re heading out shortly.”
Professor Corgen looked at Vickie. “You did read the script, right?”
“Trust me, I know my lines,” Vickie assured him. 
“I know why Vickie got delayed.” Bethany Mirren looked over at the others and made an obscene pantomime of giving oral sex, getting a few chuckles out of some of the males present. 
Jessie pointed right past Bethany. “Hey! Don’t want to work with Vickie Valentine? There’s the door! We’ve only got one shot at making this movie. Just say the word and we’ll recast you.”
Bethany flashed a toothy smile. “Your ad said you needed big-breasted girls for your movie. It just surprises me that you’d hire a porn star.”
“That porn star can actually act!” Jessie fired back. “She’s already starred in a horror movie for the North Ridgeway University Film Club. The Murder Club is kicking ass all over the film festival circuit. My contact at North Ridgeway told me it’ll be getting a limited theatrical run in a few months. I want our movie to get that same prestige, especially if we want to keep the Strickfield University Film Society going.”
“We’ve lost a lot of money over the past six months,” Professor Corgen explained. “Dean Roth won’t set aside any more money in the budget for us unless we can start making some of our own. We have just enough money left to make our movie. My daughter here wrote a script, which is both excellent and an homage to cheesy, exploitation horror. I don’t personally care for horror movies, but I feel Jessie’s going to do well with it. She’ll be in the movie with all of you, but will also be directing Slasher, the title. I’m merely here as an adviser. I don’t want any animosity between any of you, especially with Vickie Valentine here.”
Jessie pointed to Bethany. “You in? Or out?”
Bethany shrugged. “I’m in.”
Jessie smiled. “Excellent! Now . . .” Professor Corgen picked up a bag and opened it. “All of your smartphones are turned off and go in there. No interruptions due to someone getting a text!”
Some were reluctant in handing over their phones, but they were all collected. 
Jessie took an...