[The long pause, followed by the incredibly blunt assessment of his tastes, startles an appreciative bark of laughter out of Midnighter. He's tempted to give the other man a playful shove, but Hei doesn't like to be touched. He shakes his head instead, grinning sharply.]

Yeah, [He says,] they are.

[On the screen, Bruno prepares to murder another man's wife. Midnighter watches fondly.]

I like movies that you can't predict the ending of. Really strange ones. I get why people like the artsy shit, the really smart ones, but I just like the ones that're really... weird. [He turns to Hei, still grinning, and puts a hand on his own chest.] Fits with the theme.