Warning, Spoilers below!
A short story, if you will:
"I told you already, my name is Scott Pilgrim"The haggard looking homicide detective glanced back up at the stringy young man with the shaggy hair who smelled vaguely of cheese and dirty socks. Then, shaking his head he looked back down at the file in front of him that clearly listed the perp's name as Scott Peabody."Okay Mr. Pilgrim, once again, what were you doing carrying a bag of human body parts down the street.""Body parts? No, no, no. It was a bag a coins. I got them when I defeated Gideon.""Got them?""Yeah, he turned to coins when I kicked him in the head. They always do that.""Wait, you're saying that when you kick people in the head they turn into coins?""Well, not just their heads. I only had to touch one girl on the back of her knee. That was. . . it was embarrassing actually. I don't want to talk about it.""Let's just take a step back here. You're saying you kicked a guy in the head until he turned into a bunch of coins?""He stole the girl that I met in a dream. Well actually she said it was a hyperspace bypass in my head that cuts a three and a half mile trip down to fifteen seconds.""Rrrrrright." The detective flipped the folder shut mentally closing the case as well. The kid was obviously going for the insanity defense. He was going to get it.
Seriously though, I love this movie! Or maybe not seriously. I mean one really can not be serious while watching this movie or the above interpretation might cloud the enjoyment factor.