Scream 2

Gale:
Hey, you'd better check your conscience at the door sweetie, we're not here to be loved.

Cotton:
I don't know about homicide, but you've sure got me for raising my voice in a public library.

Gale:
Look, local woman! I know you hold me up as your career template and that it gives you some sort of charge to challenge me, but give it a rest.

Gale:
So what do you want to do, bonehead? Just sit here and wait to see who drops next?

Dewey:
I don't know.

Dewey:
Phonehead!

Sydney:
I want to know who it is.

Hallie:
No, no, Sid!

Sydney:
I'm going back!

Hallie:
Stupid people go back! Smart people run! We're smart people, so we should just get the f*** outta here!

Joel:
I'm gonna get some donuts, some Prozac; see if I can't find some crack; and I'll be back when y'all find a subject more "Saved By The Bell"-ish!

Mickey:
It's all about Execution. Execution, Execution, Execution!

Mickey:
You should really deal with your trust issues Sid: I mean, poor Derek. He's completely innocent. And such a nice boy too. He's bright and funny and handsome. Decent singing voice. And he was going to be a doctor. This is just the kinda boy you'd like to take home to mom. If you had a mom.

Sydney:
F*** you!

Mickey:
So vulgar! Did Billy let you talk to him like that?

Sydney:
Billy was a sick f*** just like you!

Mickey:
No. Billy was a sick f*** who tried to get away with it. Mickey is the sick f*** who wants to get caught, yea! See I got my whole defense planned out. I'm gonna blame the movies. Pretty cool huh? It's never been done before. You see, this is just the beginning, a prelude to the trial. That's where the real fun is 'cause these days it's all about the trial. Can you see it? The effects on cinema violence on society. I'll get Dershowitz or Cochran to represent me. Bob Doll on the witness stand in my defense. Hell the Christian Coalition 'll pay my legal fees. It's airtight Sid. I'm an innocent victim.

Sydney:
You're a psychotic.

Mickey:
Yea, well. Shh...

Mickey:
that'll be our little secret. Cause people love a good trial. It's like theater. They're dyin' for it. And I've worked hard to give the audience what they want. That's what Billy was good at. He knew... It's all about... execution.

Sydney:
Yea? Well, you're forgetting one thing about Billy Loomis

Mickey:
What's that?

Sydney:
I f***ing killed him!

Mickey:
It's a perfect example of life imitating art imitating life.

Hallie:
I like the little furry things.

Mickey:
Ewoks, they blow.

Dewey:
Look, Gale's no killer.

Randy:
Ok, all right then, but if she's not a killer, she's a target.

Dewey:
When did she start smoking?

Randy:
Ever since those nude pictures on the internet.

Gale:
It was just my head, it was Jennifer Aniston's body!

Randy:
I cannot believe it, they get Tori Spelling to play Syd, and they cast Joe Blow nobody to play me. At least you get David Schwimmer. I get the guy who drove the stagecoach for one episode of Dr. Quinn!

Randy:
Sydney, look, it's Gale Weathers.

Sydney:
What?

Randy:
Star of the Gale Weathers press conference. Author of the press conference starring Gale Weathers. Soon to be a major motion picture starring Gale Weathers!

Gale:
I feel bad Dewey, I feel really bad! I never say that cause I never feel bad about anything, but I feel bad now.

Dewey:
Is this just another brilliant Gale Weathers performance?

Gale:
There are no cameras here, I just wanna find this f***er! I really do.

Gale:
It's happening again, isn't it?

Dewey:
You'd love that, wouldn't you? Better hurry Gale, you wouldn't want to get scooped.

Gale:
So I am heading down to Admissions to do some legwork, you game?

Dewey:
I'm not here to write a book Miss Weathers, I'm here to help Syd.

Gale:
I wanna help her too, and help myself. Come on Dewey, smile for me once, please!

Dewey:
I smile when I catch the killer.

Debbie:
Please Miss Weathers, it would be such an honor if I could get a quote from you for my story.

Gale:
All right. Begin quote.

Debbie:
Great.

Gale:
Your flattering remarks are both desperate and obvious. End quote!

Mickey:
Oh come on Randy, with all due respect, the killer obvious patterned himself after two serial killers who were immortalized on film.

Randy:
"Stab 2"? Why would anyone want to do that? Sequels suck!

Cici:
Who are you calling for?

Cici:
What if I said goodbye?

Cici:
Why do you always answer a question with a question?

Cici:
Yeah, and I'm impatient, do you wanna leave a message for somebody?

Dewey:
How do you know that my dimwitted inexperience isn't merely a subtle form of manipulation, used to lower people's expectations, thereby enhancing my ability to effectively manuever within any given situation?

Randy:
Showgirls. Absolutely frightening.

Randy:
I'd let the geek get the girl.

Maureen Evans:
B*tch, hang up the phone and star-69 his ass!

Mickey:
They are a bunch of little, f***ing...

Hallie:
Hey, I applied for a membership in this group

Cici:
Drink with your brains, that's our motto.

Joel:
Brothers don't last long in situations like this.

Mickey:
You should really deal with your trust issues Sid. I mean, poor Derek, hes completely innocent, and such a nice boy too. He's bright, funny, handsome, he has a great singing voice, and he was gonna be a doctor. This is just the kind of guy you'd love to bring home to mom... IF YOU HAD A MOM!

Sydney:
Billy was a sick f*** just like you.

Mickey:
Ohhhh, so vulgar! Did Billy let you talk to him like this?

Sydney:
You're a psychotic.

Mickey:
Ya well SHHHH

Mickey:
That'll be our little secret.

Randy:
Oh please! By definition alone, sequels are inferior films!

Randy:
Showgirls. Absolutely frightening. What's yours?

Randy:
Wait, let me guess. The house on sorority row? The dorm that dripped blood? Splatter university? Graduation day? Final exam? Am I close?

Phone Voice:
Why are you even here Randy? You'll never be the leading man.

Randy:
F*** you!

Phone Voice:
No matter how hard you try you'll never be the hero and you'll never ever get the girl.

Randy:
Oh yeah? We'll lets re-direct a moment Mr. I'm so original. Where's your motivation? Huh? Stu was a p*ssy ass wet rag. And Billy Loomis? Billy Loomis, what the f***? Jesus! What a rat looking homo repressed momma's boy! Why not set your goals higher huh? You wanna be one of the big boys! Huh? Manson, Bundie, O.J, Son of...

Maureen Evans:
Why is she naked? What has that got to do with the plot; her being butt ass naked?

Phil Stevens:
I don't know about the plot but I got a stiff one.

Mickey:
How about Empire Strikes Back. Improved graphics. Better storyline.

Randy:
Not a sequel, part of a trilogy, completely planned.

Randy:
Mickey, the freaky Tarantino film student. But if he's a suspect, so am I. Lets move on.

Dewey:
Wait a minute. Maybe you are a suspect.

Randy:
Well if I'm a suspect than you're a suspect.

Dewey:
OK. Let's move on.

Derek:
I am gonna f***ing kill you! F***ING KILL YOU! You are dead! DEAD!

Mickey:
Just wait until the trial. It is gonna rock!

Mrs.Loomis:
Oh, Mickey, there isn't going to be a trial.

Sorority Sister Murphy:
How are you holding up?

Sydney:
I'm coping.

Sorority Sister Murphy:
And this is all because of you. I mean, not directly, but in some far-fetched six degrees of Kevin Bacon-way.

Phone Voice:
Have you ever felt a knife rip through human flesh and scrape the bone beneath?

Debbie Salt:
Excuse me, Ms. Weathers? Um? Could I have a minute?

Gale Weathers:
No.

Debbie Salt:
Just one second. I-I know you probably get this all the time, but I just wanted to say I am such a big fan of your work. I just finished your book. I-I couldn't put it down. Insightful, probing... I just really, really loved your book.

Gale Weathers:
Thank you.

Debbie Salt:
Sure

Gale Weathers:
Thanks. [she is about to leave, but Debbie follows her]

Debbie Salt:
I'm a writer myself. I write for the local paper, for the Post Telegram. I'm Debbie Salt. [shakes Gale's hand] I took your seminar in Chicago last year. I was the one in the front row asking all the questions.

Gale Weathers:
Right. I thought you looked familiar.

Debbie Salt:
Oh, thank you. Um, can't wait to see the movie. You know, you must be getting quite a lot of flak on that, right? I mean, with all the violence-in-cinema issues. What is your position going to be?

Gale Weathers:
No comment.

[Gale leaves, as Debbie keeps following her]

Debbie Salt:
Miss Weathers, please... I-I would... It would be such an honour for me if I could just get a quote from you for my story.--- [Gale stops]

Gale Weathers:
Okay. Begin quote:

Debbie Salt:
Great.

Gale Weathers:
[quoting] "Your flattering remarks are both desperate and obvious."

[Gale walks away, leaving Debbie speechless]

Gale Weathers:
Hello, Sidney.

[Sidney turns to Gale with Joel who began to record their interview]

Gale Weathers:
How are you?

Sidney Prescott:
Hi... What do you want, Gale?

Gale Weathers:
Well, I was hoping I might get just a few words with you.

[Cotton appears]

Sidney Prescott:
Cotton.

Cotton Weary:
Hi, Sidney.

[Gale starts her report, while Joel is recording]

Gale Weathers:
[reporting] "Here we are at Windsor College, where Sidney Prescott has just been reunited with Cotton Weary for the first time, since she wrongly accused him of murdering her mother."---

Sidney Prescott:
[interrupts her interview] What the hell are you doing?

Gale Weathers:
We want to know how you feel? [continues her interview] Tell us everything that's happened, looking back on the last two years?

[Gale aims her microphone to Cotton, who began to talk to Sidney]

Cotton Weary:
Uh Sidney, I'd just like to say that I forgive and forget. And just like you, I'd like to get back on with my own life.

Gale Weathers:
[reporting] Do you have any comments?

Sidney Prescott:
You... b*tch!--- [lunging at Gale]

Gale Weathers:
Ah-ah.

Derek Feldman:
[stops Sidney and calms her down] Whoa, Hey, hey, hey hey, Deep breaths, Lot of deep breaths.

[Sidney began to leave]

Gale Weathers:
Oh Sidney, share with us, please!--- [Sidney turns around and slaps Gale in the face]

Sidney Prescott:
[lunges at Gale] I'll share with you!

[Derek manage to grab Sidney away from Gale]

Derek Feldman:
Okay, okay, okay.

[Hallie walks to Joel]

Hallie McDaniel:
[to Joel] Did you get that on film?

Joel:
[mocks Hallie while recording] "Yes, I got that on film"!

Cici's Friend:
[on phone] I love those guys. Are they stlll together? I haven't seen It in, like three weeks.

Cici Cooper:
No, they broke up again.

Cici's Friend:
[on phone] Really?

Cici Cooper:
Mm-hmm. Sarah found out that Bailey slept with Gwen. She dumped him, like, two episodes ago.

Cici's Friend:
[on phone] I wish she'd get her sh*t together.

[phone rings, tied on her phone to her friend]

Cici Cooper:
Hold on. Someone's calling. [hangs up the call to her friend; shifts to talk to someone] Omega Beta Zeta.

Phone Voice:
Hello?

Cici Cooper:
Yes?

Phone Voice:
Who is this?

Cici Cooper:
Cici. Who's this?

Phone Voice:
Who do you think?

Cici Cooper:
Ted? Where are you? Are you drinking? Hold on. [shifts to her friend's call] Ted's on the other line. He sounds drunk. I'll call you back.

Cici's Friend:
[on phone] That sh*t only calls you when he's drunk. Don't go over there, Cici.

Cici Cooper:
Okay, All right. I'll call you back. [shifts back to someone's call] Okay, Ted. You sound loaded. What's up?

Phone Voice:
Who's Ted?

Cici Cooper:
Oh, I'm sorry. My bad. I thought you were someone else.

Phone Voice:
That's okay. I am.

Cici Cooper:
Who are you calling for? Nobody's here.

Phone Voice:
Where is everybody?

Cici Cooper:
We're cosponsorlng the acid rain mixer at Phi Gamma Alpha tonight.

Phone Voice:
Why aren't you there?

Cici Cooper:
I'm "sober sister". I need to be here in case a drunk sister calls and needs a ride.

Phone Voice:
That's too bad.

Cici Cooper:
"Drink with your brain." That's our motto. Who are you calling for?

Phone Voice:
What if I said you?

Cici Cooper:
What if I said goodbye?

Phone Voice:
Why would you want to do that?

Cici Cooper:
Why do you always answer a question with a question?

Phone Voice:
I'm inquisitive.

Cici Cooper:
Yeah, and I'm impatient. Look, do you want to leave a message for someone?

Phone Voice:
Do you want to die tonight, Cici?

[Cici's eyes widen in shock]

[Sidney picks up the phone]

Sidney Prescott:
Hello?

Phone Voice:
Hello Sidney. Remember me?

Sidney Prescott:
What do you want?

Phone Voice:
I want you. It's showtime.

Sidney Prescott:
So, why don't you show your face, you f***ing coward?

Phone Voice:
My pleasure. [after Ghostface comes in arrives and locks Derek out of the house]

[Gale smokes a cigarette, stops, turns to Dewey and Randy]

Gale Weathers:
Sorry. All right, Let's just assume the killer is repeating Woodsboro...

[Gale's phone rings; she answers it]

Gale Weathers:
Yes?

Gale's Agent:
[on the phone] I have Bob calling.

Gale Weathers:
I'll have to call you back. [hangs up phone]

Randy Meeks:
That doesn't explain Sidney's attack. Sidney wasn't killed in Woodsboro. Wasn't for a lack of trying. The killer is trying to finish what was started.

Gale Weathers:
Well Sid's under protection, right?

Randy Meeks:
Yeah.

[Gale's phone rings again; she answers it]

Gale Weathers:
What?

Gale's Agent:
[on the phone] Bob really needs to talk to you.

Gale Weathers:
Tell Bob I'll call him back. [hangs up phone]

Deputy Dewey Riley:
When'd she start smoking?

Randy Meeks:
Ever since those nude pictures on the internet.

Gale Weathers:
It was just my head. It was Jennifer Aniston's body. Anyway, you're forgetting something. In Woodsboro, there were more victims before the homestretch.; Tatum, my cameraman, Himbry...---

Joel:
Time out! I don't need to be hearing about no dead cameramen, all right? Now I'm warning you guys. I am a verb away from vacating these premises. I'm gonna get me some coffee, donuts, Prozac, see If I can find some crack, Special KX, "not Malcolm and I'll be back when you guys start talking about something a little more Saved By The Bellish, all right?

[Joel leaves]

Deputy Dewey Riley:
He seems a little shaky.

Gale Weathers:
Don't worry about him. If the killer is following a pattern, maybe we can figure out who's next.

Deputy Dewey Riley:
I wouldn't follow a killer's pattern. We were all involved In Woodsboro. Could be any one of us.

Gale Weathers:
So what do you wanna do, bonehead? Sit here, wait and see who drops next?

Deputy Dewey Riley:
Well, I don't know... [Gale's phone rings again] "Phonehead"!

[Gale's phone kept ringing; Randy gets her phone and answers it]

Randy Meeks:
Gale's not here!---

Phone Voice:
I'm not interrupting anything, am I? You three look deep in thought. Have you ever felt a knife cut through human flesh and scrape the bone beneath? [the voice laughs evilly]

Randy Meeks:
It's him.

Deputy Dewey Riley:
Who?

Randy Meeks:
The killer. He can see us.

Deputy Dewey Riley:
Just keep him on the phone.

Randy Meeks:
What do you want me to say?

Deputy Dewey Riley:
I-I don't know. Just keep him talking. Come on, Gale.

Randy Meeks:
Uh... Hi. -

Gale Weathers:
What are we doing?

Deputy Dewey Riley:
Look for somebody with a cell phone.

Randy Meeks:
So, uh... what's your favorite scary movie?

Phone Voice:
You'll never find me.

Randy Meeks:
What do you care? Let'em have their fun. So, uh... what's up?

Phone Voice:
What's your favorite scary movie?

Randy Meeks:
Showgirls. Absolutely frightening. What's yours? Wait. Let me guess. The House on Soroity Row? The Dorm that dripped blood? Splatter university? Graduation day? Final exam? Am I close?

Phone Voice:
Closer than you think. [A random person bumps into Randy] Too slow, geek. Do you want to die?

Randy Meeks:
Is that the best you can do? Because Billy and Stu were much more original.

Phone Voice:
Why are you even here, Randy? You'll never be the leading man.

Randy Meeks:
F***! YOU!

Phone Voice:
No matter how hard you try, you'll never be the hero and you'll never, ever get the girl.

[Randy attacks a man on a phone next to a van, believing he's the killer, but he's not]

Randy Meeks:
Sorry.

Phone Voice:
Wrong guy, dead boy.

Randy Meeks:
Oh, yeah? Well, let's re-direct the moment, Mr. I'm So Original. Huh? Where's your motivation? Huh? Why copycat two high school loser ass d*ckheads? Stu was a p*ssy ass wet rag. And Billy Loomis? Billy Loomis, what the f***? Jesus! What a rat looking homo repressed momma's boy! Why not set your goals higher, huh? You wanna be one of the big boys? Huh? Manson, Bundie, O.J, Son of...

[Ghostface attacks Randy and kills him]

[Sidney is struggling to free Derek]

Derek:
Oh, thank god, Sidney, I thought I was gonna be up there until opening night.

Sidney Prescott:
I'm gonna get you out of here. Derek, he killed Hallie.

Derek:
What are you talking about?

Sidney Prescott:
The killer! He's here!

Derek:
Where?

[Ghostface appears]

Ghostface:
[Speaking in the Phone Voice] Right here. You're fast, Sid. I wouldn't do that if I were you. You really wanna trust your boyfriend? [The voice suddenly changes to Mickey's voice] Don't you know history repeats itself? Hm? Sid?

[Ghostface takes off the mask to reveal himself as Mickey, who brings out the voice changer and speaks through it]

Mickey/Phone Voice:
Surprise, Sidney!

Gale Weathers:
[checking Mrs. Loomis.] Is she dead?

Sidney Prescott:
I don't know. They always come back.

[Mickey starts to rise, but Sidney and Gale shoot him many times, until he is dead.]

Cotton Weary:
Whoa!

[They all turn around to Mrs. Loomis as Sidney shoots her in the head, dead.]

Sidney Prescott:
Just in case.

[Sidney drops the gun and leaves.]

Sidney Prescott:
300 people watched. Nobody did anything. They thought it was a publicity for Christ sakes.

Randy Meeks:
[Speaking in an Australian accent humorously] And it would have been a good one too.

Sidney Prescott:
It's starting again, Randy.

Randy Meeks:
It's not. A lot of sh*t happens at the movies. People get robbed, shot, maimed, murdered. Movie theaters are very dangerous places to be these days.

Sidney Prescott:
[persistent] Yeah, and you are in extreme denial.

Randy Meeks:
You should be too. This has nothing to do with us.

Sidney Prescott:
[frantic] Randy! A guy in a ghost mask hacked up two people in a movie theater filming our life story.

Randy Meeks:
Coincidence?

Sidney Prescott:
You know what happened at Woodsboro, Randy. You can't ignore it.

Randy Meeks:
[speaking normally now] I know, Sid, and I don't want to go back there again. Can't we just go back to our pseudo-quasi happy existence?

Randy Meeks:
HELLO DEREK, how you doing?

Derek:
[kisses Sidney] Hi Sid, I heard you weren't in class.

Sidney Prescott:
Yeah I know. I skipped it because I couldn't take the "Death to her" looks.

Derek:
Is there anything I could do?

Sidney Prescott:
Yeah, do you have any tricks for getting back to a pseudo-quasi happy existence?

Derek:
[thinking decisively] You know? I might just have one for that.

Randy Meeks:
Oh yeah, what is that?

Sidney Prescott:
[smiles] That was pretty good.

Randy Meeks:
Get a room.

Casey Becker:
[in the movie Stab] Hello?

Phone Voice:
Hello.

Casey Becker:
Who is this?

Phone Voice:
Guess.

Casey Becker:
No, really, who is this?

Phone Voice:
Were you expecting somebody?

Casey Becker:
No. Who is this?

Phone Voice:
Who would you like it to be?

Casey Becker:
I don't like games. Who is this?

Phone Voice:
Look out back. Do you see your boyfriend anywhere?

Casey Becker:
I don't even have a boyfriend right now.

Phone Voice:
Would you like one? What do you say? Come on. Cat got your tongue?

Casey Becker:
You know, I don't even know you, and I dislike you already.

[The phone rings. Cici's friend Dawnie answers it]

Dawnie:
Omega Beta Zeta.

Phone Voice:
Is Cici there?

Dawnie:
Mm-hm. Who's calling?

Phone Voice:
It's Ted.

Dawnie:
[to Cici] It's your ill-conceived boyfriend. [Gives her the phone] Okay, so, I'll see you later, and don't forget to set the alarm. Bye.

[She leaves. Cici answers the phone]

Cici Cooper:
Hello, Ted.

Phone Voice:
You wish it was Ted. [Cici's eyes widen in shock] "Don't forget to set the alarm."

Phone Voice:
Hello, Sidney. Remember me?

Phone Voice:
[to Randy referring to Dewey and Gale] I'm not interrupting anything, am I? You three look deep in thought. Have you ever felt a knife cut through human flesh and scrape the bone beneath?

Sidney Prescott:
F*** YOU!!!

Joel:
I was just reading in your book about your last cameraman, the guy got gutted.

Gale:
First of all: he wasn't gutted. I made it up. His throat was slashed.

Joel:
Gutted, slashed, the point is the guy ain't in the union no more...Brothers don't last long in situations like this.