Scream 2

I hate scary movies.

I should be studying. You know I got a bio due.

Baby, did I mention that these tickets were free?

Free.

Sandra Bullock is playing right down the street.

Nobody wanna pay seven-fifty to see some Sandra Bullock shit,

unless she's naked.

Oh, but you will sit through a movie called Stab?

-It's adrenaline, Maureen. -Mm-hmm.

It's good to be scared. It's primal. You know what I'm saying?

No, I'm gonna tell you what it is, okay?

- What? -It's a dumb-ass White movie

-about some dumb-ass White girls… -

…getting they White asses cut the fuck up, okay?

Yeah. I suppose Sandra Bullock is Miss Ethnicity, right?

Well, no. All I'm saying is that the horror genre

is historical for excluding the African-American element.

When the hell you get your PhD in Black cinema,

Sister Souljah?

Listen, I read my Entertainment Weekly, okay?

-I know my shit. -Whoo!

Yeah, Maureen. I read my Black Beat, too, homie.

We're gonna have an all-Black movie,

all-Black cast, all-black wardrobe, black eyes--

Everything. Black-eyed peas. Black cats--

-Crazy girl. -Thank you.

-Hi. Here you go. -What's this?

-Stab souvenirs. The studio sent them. -

And it's white.

- -Thanks.

Thank you.

- -

- -

Kill!

Kill! Kill! Kill!

Very romantic.

-Whoa! -

- -

- Take it off! -

Now, why she got to be naked?

What does that have to do with the plot of the story,

her being butt-ass naked?

I don't know about the plot, but I got a stiff one.

You better loosen up that wrist.

- Oh no! - No, come on!

- -

- -Hello?

Hello.

Who is this?

Guess.

No, really. Who is this?

Were you expecting somebody?

No.

Bitch, hang the phone up and star 69 his ass! Damn!

- -Shh!

- Who is this? - Who would you like it to be?

I don't like games. Who is this?

Look out back. Do you see your boyfriend anywhere?

I don't even have a boyfriend right now.

Would you like one?

Damn it. Can I-- Give me some money. I need to get some popcorn.

-You got money. -I got my money.

I asked for your money.

- What do you say? -Cheap-ass.

-Thank you. - Come on.

Cat got your tongue?

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

- -

Come on! We're missing it.

-Hey, we're sold out. -Oh, cool!

Hello.

Hi. Um, can I have a medium popcorn, no butter,

and a small Diet Pepsi?

-You got it. -Thanks.

That's it. I am not going back in there.

Come on, you chickenshit. It's just a movie.

No, it's not just a movie. It's a true story.

All these kids got killed a couple years ago in California.

- Here's the popcorn. -Thanks.

I was so scared, I almost had a heart attack!

- - I'll stab you, man!

- -

- -

-You ass! -I'm sorry. I had to, baby.

- Why are you playing? -Would you relax?

God, what's wrong with you?

I don't like being scared. I don't like that.

Baby, it's just a movie.

Besides, scary movies are great foreplay.

Excuse me?

Let's go see Sandra Bullock.

Oh, no. Sandra started already. We can stay.

Just stop playing so much.

All right. I gotta go to the bathroom.

See you inside.

- -

Whoo!

- -

- Stab! Stab! Stab! - Sit down!

Sorry.

Hello?

Oh. Oh, um, I didn't mean it.

I didn't mean it, I swear. I swear, I'll… I'll be good.

Please, don't, Mommy. No. Oh, I'll be good.

You wanna know why? Why I did it, Mommy?

I'll tell you. Really. I'll tell you, Mommy.

Really. I'll tell you why I did it, Mommy.

-Listen, Mommy. Listen, Mommy. -

- -

No! No, no, no, no, no, no! Don't do that!

Move! Move! Go! Run! Go!

Baby, give it up.

You came back just in time. It looks like she's about to get it.

Want some popcorn?

Uh-huh! See, if that was me, I would be out of there.

- -

Here it comes!

Here it comes!

Here it comes! Oh, my God!

- -

Kill her.

Hello?

-Hello? - Hello, Sidney.

Yes?

What's your favorite scary movie?

-Who is this? - You tell me.

"Cory Gillis, 555-0176."

- Oh, shit! Shit! -Hot flash, Cory.

Prank calls are a criminal offense prosecuted under Penal Code 653m.

- -Hmm.

-Hope you enjoyed the movie. -

-Time to change numbers again? -No, it'll die off.

It's opening weekend. We'll see how it goes.

-Okay. -

You know, Ron, uh, it's not an easy thing to be accused

of a crime you didn't commit, particularly one as heinous as… as murder.

-Uh… - But how do people treat you

now that they know the truth about your innocence?

Most people are cool.

Uh, there's some who still keep a safe distance,

which is odd for me, 'cause I've always been

-sort of a people person. - But you were wrongly accused!

You were fully exonerated.

Yeah, well, that and a nickel will get you a cup of coffee.

-Even that's not true anymore. -

Well, certainly, with Gale Weathers' book,

and now the movie. It's set the record straight

for Cotton Weary.

One would think. But, uh, Gale's… Gale's been terrific.

Hey! Move your ass, okay? You're late.

Don't forget about the martini mixer tonight

at the Delta Lambda Zetas.

I don't think I'm going to be able to make it, Hal.

What?

Come on. Don't even try to bag, okay?