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I said, who is it? Let's call the cops.
- Everyone back! Stay back! - Back, nobody move!
- Just ask Sidney if you need some help. Freddy Krueger? - Uh, uh, razor hands.
Hey I made some lemon squares, they're in my car.
- So, you two are the boys who run the movie club at Woodsboro High, huh?
- The charge that moved between us, then? - Oh, that was me. I have powers.
- Shaun of the Dead. - How did you know that?
Don't even think about shooting or I'll blow Dewey's head off.
It's gonna be a worldwide sensation. And people gotta see this shit. It's not like anyone reads anymore.
You know, I wish I had been old enough to be part of the Forest when you were solving those crimes.
- And I met Hoss coming from the other direction. - No, he must have circled back around somehow. He's like a ghost.
- and then before you get caught, you upload em into cyberspace. - Making your art as immortal as you.
Maybe they are outside.
Marnie?
- Who's speaking? - What's your favorite scary movie, Olivia?
- How could you do this? - Do you know what it was like growing up in this family?
You'll die when I want you to, Sidney. Not a moment before. Until then, you re going to suffer.
Ready for act 3?
- Dewey. - Yeah?
- Call me tomorrow, ok? - Right.
I am sorry of what I said.
Gale's good. She's writing...fiction.
But you, you re dumb blond with the big tits. We'll have some fun with you before you die.
So, what's the story? - What?
- Catch that motherfucker. - Absolutely. I love you.
- You don't remember me, do you? - Sorry?
Uh, yes she's Daniel Radcliffe to my J.K. Rowling.
When I moved to Woodsboro, I never in a million years dreamed that I would again play the critical role...
If there's been another murder in Woodsboro obviusly....
- What would you say? - I love you?
I could never handle that kind of attention. I just feel like it would take over your whole life.
- Where is he? - What do you mean, where is he, he just went upstairs looking for you.
The book is "Out of Darkness" and its author Sidney Prescott is here with us today.
I dunno about you, but I feel a whole lot better.
Two girls killed the exact day local celebrity victim Sidney Prescott chose to return to her hometown.
You could do a lot worse, trust me.
Shit.
- So two of you got phone calls? - Yeah, us two. "What's your favorite scary movie?".
No!
- First Lady. - Perkins.
I didn't mean "bad wow", it's just, it always seemed like more of a horror movie romance than a real one
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S-Sorry, I-I dunno. Kirby? - Shhhh.
- Hello? - Hello.
- Ok... - Come on. Let's go. Get your skinny ass out here.
Fucking die already!
Now I began to believe myself that that was all I was, a victim. And that was unacceptable to me...
- What's going on over there, you guys? -
Speaking of which, Trevor's here. - Hey, Kirby.
Well, living right here in Woodsboro, cos she's the wife of Sheriff Dewey Riley - Mrs Riley - Hoss.
There's nobody out there, Sheriff!
- Yeah, we re gonna go scary: Saw IV. - Oh, I saw that in theaters. It sucks.
- Come on, Charlie. Let's go on with this. You have to be strong and hold still. Ok? - Yeah, yeah, old school, like Billy and Stu. Come on, baby, get it up. Come on.
Marnie? Marnie?!?
No. No!
...Jill Roberts of Woodsboro, a girl who's lifted all our spirits tonight. An American hero, right out of the movies.
Anthony?
Freeze!
- S-Sorry, I dunno. Kirby? -Shhhhhh.
- Got a new one. - Really? Oh, that's incredibly convenient.
It's not aliens or zombies or little Asian ghost girls.
I think I called them myself - Well, where's Jill?
Wow, did you feel that?