Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So, I'm taking questions.

- Keep your pressure on it. - There's somebody back there.

Don't freak out.

- You were always so fucking special! Well, now I am the special one. - You'll slip, they always do.

- Completely unaware you exist. - No, man, she wants me.

- Oh my God, Dewey. - Uh, what hit me?

- Wrong number. - Who was that?

Ok, I'm gonna get Jill, she should be in the same place. Just-just keep him on the phone, I'll be right back ok?

- I am not Trevor. - W-What? I can barely hear you, Trevor.

- What, you re not gonna help you with this? - I can't.

How do you handle it, people staring at you all the time? - People stare at me?

- Thank you! Thank you. Gracias. Gracias. - Shhhh.

- Hello? - Dewey!

Watch this. This is the part when, dear cousin, the cameras...turn off.

- "The Woodsboro murders" ended at a party, so in the remake... - ...The party is the false ending. New rules.

Ok. I'm on my way. - Yes, Sir.

- Check the rooms, both sides and upstairs. - Yes Ma'm.

- Hoss! - Olivia!

- Where are you going? - To make sure the front door is locked.

- Not to implicate him... - Not to implicate me...

- Is tonight? There's a killer out there patterning his murders after the original movie. - I know, it's pretty wild.

What's going on Dewey?

- I mean, really? Dewey's wife? - My life is over.

- Forget watching Stab. You get to live it. - No, no, no, no, no. He's the expert, it's not me.

Yeah, I wish, right? Asshole.

Speaking of which...Remind you of anything?

We just want the community to know that we re very close to bringing this whole situation under control.

Charlie, you wanna sit next to me?

I am NOT the girl you cheat on.

Kudos on being brave enough to drop off the professional map. Any plans on revitalizing your tarnished brand

- So you re ready for the Q&A? - Fuck you. Let's go.

You know what, I'll take the next perimeter. I'll be right back.

He called you too?

Kirby? Kirby, come on, talk to me. This isn't funny! Kirby!

What are you, deaf? Give me...your gun.

-What's going on over there? - Hang on one sec. What is he saying?

I was so believable today, wasn't I? I mean, I told so many lies, I actually started to believe them. I really think that I was born for this.

- What? - Nothing, you just, ehm, you remind me of me.

- She wanna come up? - She fears the Reaper.

Any comment on the fact that these killings seem to resemble the pattern of the original Woodsboro murders?

- What about Sidney? - Hey, you know her, right? I am you're friends with her?

Sorry, it's just me. Look, I tried to call 911 with the land line instead, but someone smashed the router.

- Warm up question: Jason's weapon? - Uh, it's a machete.

- Mind turning it off? A little old school, off the record? - Can't. Owe it to my audience.

If I ever write a book one day I'd, I'd want her to write it with me. It'd be a good team with our matching wounds and all.

- Where are you going? - To make sure the front door is locked.