Ed:
I'm that guy you see in every horror flick.
You may not remember me, I come and go too quick.
You wouldn't know my name, I hardly ever speak a line.
If the hero kills a hundred demons, I'd be the forgettable number
thirty nine.
'Cuz I'm a bit part demon, a small time misfit.
I'd say you'd be dead by dawn but I don't really mean it.
I'm a threat to no one, the other deadites make fun...
Cheryl:
YOU SUCK!
Ed:
Of me. Evil Eddie. Oh The bit part demon.
Annie:
But don't you see Ed? We've been listening to you talk for the past two minutes.
You've said a whole lot just now. Just you!
Aw, you're not a bit part demon anymore. You're a lead player. A star!
Ed:
You're right! Now I see that this trend has been disrupted.
I've said more than five words without being interrupted! I'm a
bit part no more! My character's at a swing!
And now its time for this demon to sing, sing sing! Ahhhh....(gunshot) oh!
Ash:
Now you'll have a bit part; in hell.