NC: (thinking, lethargic and depressed) Another movie. Another mindless flick that sucks dicks from Netflix. It makes me sick. (singing) On and on I'm sick of moping, doping, and complaining Well...not complaining but I think I'm done.
On and on So I killed Floss just for a sad ending. (shot of Floss looking angry in heaven) For a film I'm resenting
The review must go on! The review must go on! The joke's gone on too long! No more prententious songs About love or destiny!
The review must go on! The review must go on!
Chick: (singing) I don't know why I'm still here. I'm simply killing time here. Maybe I'll get a sandwitch from Subway.
NC: (singing) The review must go on! The review must go on!
Chick: (singing) A BLT
Elisa: (singing) Or ham and cheese
Nella: (singing) Perhaps for dessert, Dairy Queen.
NC: (singing) I'm done with these songs. They're all wrong. Not even gonna rhyme this last line.
Chick: (singing) Although you sort of did.
NC: (singing) Yes, that's true.
Chick: (singing) And we're rhyming this one, too.
NC: (singing) That is also true.
Chick: (singing) Think I'll watch Scooby-Doo.
NC: (singing) Oh, Jesus, shut up, you! I've got some bitching to do.
Chick: (singing) So what else is new?
NC: Okay, we're getting to a close now!
NC, Chick, Nella, and Elisa: (singing) The review must go ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo