American Psycho (2000) Poster

Stephen Bogaert: Harold Carnes



  • 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] 

    Patrick Bateman : So, Harold, did you get my message?

    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?

    Patrick Bateman : Yeah, naturally.

    Harold Carnes : Bateman killing Allen and the escort girls. That's fabulous. That's rich.

    Patrick Bateman : What exactly do you mean?

    Harold Carnes : The message you left. By the way, Davis, how's Cynthia? You're still seeing her, right?

    Patrick Bateman : W-w-wait, Harold. What do you mean?

    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] 

    Patrick Bateman : Wait, um...

    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] 

    Patrick Bateman : The whole message I left on your machine was true.

    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] 

    Patrick Bateman : I can't make myself any clearer.

    Harold Carnes : But that's simply not possible. And I don't find this funny anymore.

    Patrick Bateman : It never was supposed to be. Why isn't it possible?

    Harold Carnes : It's just not.

    Patrick Bateman : Why not, you stupid bastard?

    Harold Carnes : Because I had dinner with Paul Allen twice in London, just 10 days ago.

    Patrick Bateman : No, you...

    [suddenly dumbfounded] 

    Patrick Bateman : ... didn't.

    Harold Carnes : Now if you'll excuse me.

    [Carnes finally walks away, leaving the puzzled and horrified Bateman all alone] 

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