Hello. Wanna have a little fun?
Who's this? Tell me your name and I'll tell you mine.
I don't think so.
What's that noise? Oops. I farted.
I didn't think you would hear me. No, that popping noise.
Oh. I'm making popcorn. I'm getting ready to watch a video.
Ooh. What is it? It's just a scary movie.
Do you like scary movies? Mm-hmm.
What's your favorite? Mm, I don't know.
Think.
Oh, I know. Um, Kazaam, the one where Shaq plays a genie.
That's not a horror movie. Well, you haven't seen Shaq act.
Hey, you have a nice voice. Thanks.
You never did tell me your name.
Why do you wanna know my name?
Cause I wanna know who I'm looking at.
What-- What did you say?
Nice breasts.
Look, what do you want?
I wanna see what your insides look like.
Well-- Well, then, turn to page 54.
Oh.
Hey, nice.
Listen, assh*le, you've had your fun, now you better stop or else.
Or else what? Or else my boyfriends gonna be here any minute, and he's black and he'll kick your ass.
Oh, really? Yeah.
You mean the one who wears makeup and dresses like a woman?
How did you know? Turn the porch lights on.
Help! Help!
Oh, that's not my boyfriend. I mean, I've f*cked him a couple of times, but that's it.
Look, I'm calling the cops.
Go ahead. Call the cops.
But you might wanna check the back door first.
You forgot to lock it.
Take that, you psycho!
I cant feel my legs.
I think my arm is broken.
Sorry. I want my mommy.
Hello, Drew.
Oh, God!
Daddy! Daddy! Ugh!
Daddy!
Daddy!
Daddy, no! No!
Did you hear something? No, I didn't hear anything.
Bobby, what are you doing? My dads in the other room.
It just occurred to me. I never climbed through your window before.
Now that you got it out of your system, Bobby, you have to leave.
Why?
Shh. Come on.
What's going on in there?
Ow! Daddy's head is stuck. Unstick Daddy's head.
Dad, can you knock?
Knock? I thought I heard screaming in here. No. No, you didn't, Dad.
Well, it could've been that cr*ck I smoked earlier, I guess.
Yeah. Yeah, that's what it was.
I gotta leave town for a couple of days.
No big deal. Just that new business I started with those Colombian guys?
Oh, you mean Uncle Escobar. Yeah. Yeah, that's right.
Well, there's a problem. Some money went missing.
And apparently, some legs are gonna get broken.
It's just better if I lay low for a couple of days.
If the cops raid the place-- I never heard of you.
And don't forget-- To flush your stash.
Oh, you are my little girl. I love you so much... that I left you a little something in the coffee can.
Dad-- But you have to remember to step on it before you sell it.
Now, what are you gonna cut it with? Um, baking--
Baking soda. Not baking powder.
Because baking powder guys will have muffins growing out of their nose.
You love that joke, don't you, honey?
You've loved that joke since you were two years old.
Okay, well-- Okay, I love you.
I love you. Have a good trip.
Bye. Bye. Whew!
Is the coast clear?
Oh, Cindy, that nightgown.
That was close. God!
I was, uh, home watching The Exorcist, and it got me thinking about you.
If this is about the time I puked green slime and masturbated with a crucifix--
It was my first keg party, Bobby.
No. No. Uh, it was edited for TV. All the good stuff was cut out.
So you thought you would just climb through my window... and we would play bump-bump?
I was kind of hoping to get my balls licked, but I wouldn't wanna break your little underwear rule, now, would I?
So maybe just some on-top-of-the-clothes type stuff?
Okay. But just for a minute.
What the--
Wrong set.
Bobby! Oh, Bobby!
I don't wanna wait for our lives to be over No, Bobby, don't. Ow!
Jeez.
Yeah, my dad.
Okay, stud, you have to go now.
Oh, um, about the sex stuff?
I was only half serious. I don't wanna rush you or anything.
Hey, would you settle for PG-13?
What's that?
Oh, jeez!
-- Good night, Bobby.
Shorty, you are so loud.
And make sure you take your behind to class today.
I do be going to class. Lunch is not a class, Shorty.
It is when you got the munchies.
See, that's why you such a dumb-ass. Your mother.
You my brother. That's your mother too, jackass.
Oh, yeah. Well, then, your fathers stupid.
So? I don't know him.
Yeah, me neither.
Hey, girl, you ready? Yeah, in a minute.
We're gonna be late. Wait. There's Buffy.
I don't know why you hang out with her.
She is such a ho. Why do you say that?
Cause I've seen her.
My friend Sean had a pool party this summer. Sean?
You know, Puff Daddy?
Anyway, everybody was drinking Cristal champagne.
And then it started to get wild, and people were getting freaky in the pool and stuff.
I look over and there was your girl getting buck wild in the Jacuzzi.
So?
With a backup dancer.
I mean, that's nasty.
That's-That's lower than the security guard.
At least security can get you backstage. She don't love herself.
Bye, Daddy. I don't know. II think Buffy's sweet, Brenda.
She is as fake as Press-onnails.
Hey, baby girl!
What is up, my sister?
Bye, Mr. Gilmore. Bye!
Is he gone? Yep.
Do you like what you see It's all about the money Hey, Cindy!
I love this color. Let me see that.
Oh, you guys should not use this brand. Why not?
Because they test their products on animals. So?
Look, have you seen what they do to those poor animals?
Well, I am much more of a people person.
I'd like to feed all the hungry, little children of the world.
I�d much rather help my fellow man than some animal.
Spare a dollar? Get away from me, you bum!
Buffy! Can't you see he's just hungry?
Here you go, sir. A nice sandwich.
See? I said a dollar, bitch!
Ow!
God. Look at this place.
It's a circus.
Hello. I'm Gail Hailstorm, author of the book, You're Dead, I'm Rich.
A small college town is in shock... after the unthinkable has happened: a brutal k*lling spree that left one teen dead--
That's it. Two teens dead... and this small town shaken and stirred.
Its times like these-- Police are combing the area for clues.
There are no witnesses available at this time.
There are no suspects in custody.
Police are asking anyone to come forward.
Reporting live for Black TV. White folks are dead and we're getting the f*ck out of here!
Grab your sh*t and lets go, m*therf*cker!
Hey, do you think the press is gonna wanna talk to us?
Oh, girl, no. The press only wants to interview the most ignorant person they can find.
I'm on TV! Oh, sh*t! First Cops, now this!
Oh, man, I'm gonna be a star, son!
What can you tell us about Drew? Well, she had the fat ass.
I mean, it was like bang! How close were you to the victim?
Real close. Until the roofies wore off.
Then she woke up talking about pressing charges.
So I just pulled my tongue out of her ass and left.
What would have been your last words to Drew?
Run, bitch! Run!
Hey, yo, dawg. Does this shirt make me look gay?
No, man.
What about now?
Nah. Yeah. Cool?
Here. Take one, guys. elections Tuesday. election's Tuesday.
Ah! g*dd*mn it! Son of a bitch!
What's the matter, honey?
My report card.
Well, at least you got one A.
Yeah. I did, huh?
You're so smart.
Hey, has anybody seen Bobby? Nah.
You know what? That kid is always late.
I don't get it. He lives so close.
See you later, Hairy Mama, Bubba, Jim, Big Jim, Little Jim, Slim Jim, everybody.
I'll see you later. Ciao, Ding. All right.
Damn, girl. Mm-mm-mm.
I�d sure like to get in them pants. Really?
Yeah. What size are these?
Hey, guys.
Hey, Bobby. Hey, baby.
How you doing? Good.
You guys see all the reporters out there? Yeah.
Saying that girl Drew Decker got k*lled last night.
You know what? I think I knew her. Really?
She had a brother named Steve? Yeah.
Long hair, pretty little mouth, perfect ass?
That was her. Nah, I was talking about Steve.
Whatever happened to him?
Do you guys think its strange that she got k*lled... exactly one year after we, you know, k*lled that guy?
Hey, Cindy, that was an accident.
Was it, Greg?
Yeah!
Would you look at what they're doing?
When are we gonna do stuff like that, huh?
One day.
You like that, baby? Yeah, that's different.
You like that? Oh, I love that.
Oh, I love when you play with my ass.
I'm not playing with your ass.
Ray! Oh, my bad.
Come on, man! Hey, Bobby, put on some music.
Hold on.
Here. Put this on.
-It's raining men Yeah, that's the sh*t right here!
-Hallelujah Its raining men Baby. -Amen
-I'm gonna go out I'm gonna let myself get What? It's a classic.
-Absolutely soakin wet Put on the radio, man.
Yeah! Whoo!
What? It was laundry day. What the f*ck is--
Yeah!
Whoo! Yeah!
Hey. Come over here. What?
-Just get a little closer to me. Something you're gonna tell me?
-- Bobby, what are you doing?
I just want you to touch it. Just touch it. Come on.
Uh-- -Just a little bit. Come on.
Whoo!
Ow! Oh, yeah, that's what I'm talking about.
Oh, my God! sh*t!
God, Cindy-- Oh, sh*t!
Oh, my God. What was that?
I think we hit something.
Oh, man!
Bobby, look at my car, man! My dads gonna freak!
I didn't see it. It came out of nowhere.
Oh, my God, we hit a boot. Where's the foot?
I don't know.
Where the--
Its a body!
Oh, sh*t, is he alive? I don't know.
Well, check it out. I cant.
sh*t! We have to call the police.
No way. I ain't going to jail. We have to!
Cindy, do you know what they do to young boys in prison?
And all those sex-starved convicts just waiting for a fresh piece of meat.
Hey, you're right, Cindy. Maybe we should call the police.
Oh, yeah, That's a great idea, Ray. But what about Brenda, huh?
You think she wants to go to jail?
This is manslaughter, okay? We're all gonna fry for this.
We're looking at 10 to 15 years. Shut up, Bobby!
Its okay. I'm fine. -Alcohol all over. We're in so much trouble.
I'm fine. -Don't blame that sh*t on me, Ray.
Look, well get rid of the body. Unnecessary.
Now you're thinking. We'll dump him in the ocean.
Not the ocean, the pier.
Guess I'll be leaving now. That's a great idea.
What about the alcohol? Well get rid of it.
Come on. It'll be all right.
Come on. Hurry up. Lets go. Put him in the trunk.
I wont have anything to do with this! Shut up!
Cindy, come on. Well just pretend it never happened.
You know, like the time we got drunk and we went down on each other.
I'll get his arm. I'll grab. I'll grab his other arm.
I'll grab his ass.
Well take him down to Williamson Cove and we'll dump him in there.
The sharks'll take care of the evidence.
Oh, my God, someone's coming.
Oh, sh*t. Its Shorty. Brenda, take care of him.
Shorty, I know you ain't driving without no papers.
I got papers, blunts, bongs, all the ingredients to make a high niggard pie.
Hey, yo, can I help you? Yo, what's up, Ray?
Yo, son, you all need jumper cables? Nah, we're cool.
Oh, good, cause I left my roach clip at home.
Go home, Shorty. Yeah, I-I'll see you later.
Peace, Ray.
Get the trunk closed. It won't close.
I'll do it.
Hold on. Hold on. Put him down. He's heavy. Oh, God.
Okay, look. On three we dump him over the ledge.
Wait, wait, wait. Shouldn't we at least check his wallet?
For what? sh*t, he might have some money.
We already committed m*rder. We might as well rob his ass.
I'll take the credit cards.
I want his jewelry. I'm gonna take his drawers.
Get off!. Hey, yo, get off!. His drawers are mine! Yo!
I got me a gold ring. Credit cards.
All right, lets get him in the water. I don't think I can, Greg.
Its not too late. Shut up, okay?
Christ, already. I'll do it. -Just get him in the water.
Okay. One, two, three.
Right now we make a pact. We take this to our grave.
-Agreed? Agreed. Agreed.
Agreed? Agreed.
Say it, Cindy. Say it!
We take this to our grave. Say it!
We take this to our grave. Say it.
Greg, chill. Come on. You're hurting her.
We take this to our grave. Ow.
And we never mention this again.
Mention what?
The guy we just k*lled. Well, you just mentioned it, Greg.
Starting now!
Stupid bitch, man.
God. I hate him. Its gonna be okay, baby. It's gonna be okay.
I promise. Just touch it again. Come on. Please.
You have to move on, Cindy. That's all behind us now. Exactly.
Its a coincidence. Gregss right, Cindy.
I mean, what do you think we're in, a horror movie?
Yeah, you guys are right. If we were, they'd probably cast some dingbat like Jennifer Love Huge Tits to play me.
Yeah, or they'd cast people in their late twenties, early thirties to play us.
-- Kenny, get the camera ready. Here. Hold my gum.
Sheriff, Sheriff, can I get a statement? No comment.
Damn. Who do I have to screw around here to get a stupid story?
Hey! Hey, no running.
Loser.
Slow it down! Blow me!
All right!
Hi. Gail Hailstorm. Field Reporter, Hard Story.
Special Officer Doofy.
Oh, hi, Doofy. Doofy, listen. Is there a problem on campus?
No comment. No comment. Okay. Okay.
You know, you look awfully young to be a police officer.
I'm 25 and a half years old. Ooh!
Yeah, that's this many. Ah, so big.
Yeah. That's big.
Well, you don't look a day over 12.
Except for the big head and glazed-over look in your eyes.
Ooh, was that drool? Yeah. I forgot to swallow.
Don't worry, cause I never forget.
Would you remind me not to do that again? Sorry.
Due to the recent tragedy, the sheriff and me, your principal, will be questioning all students throughout the day.
Wow. Sounds like we've got the makings of a serial k*ller on our hands.
Yeah, I'm not supposed to say. It's official police business.
Hey, Doofy, what do you say you and I go inside my van over there... and, uh, get to know each other a little better?
Would you like that? Yeah, that van right there. That van?
Yeah.
Yeah, okay, lets go. Come on. Oh!
A terrible tragedy and an unbearable loss.
Its days like today that we need prayer in school.
It starts to unravel the very moral fabric of our society.
Here you go, baby.
Go to your daddy.
Oh!
I'll see you after class.
Sweet! All right!
Okay, class, who would like to give their oral presentation first?
Oh! Anybody?
Yes! Anybody else?
Okay, Heather.
Okay. Can I start? Yeah.
Okay, my presentation is on the First Amendment.
And it began on May 25, 1787 in Philly with George Washington.
And it states, and I quote, When our Founding Fathers argued the passage of our glorious Constitution--
The First Amendment gives us the right to say what we want--
Oh, shut the f*ck up!
So, who's next?
Uh, Cindy Campbell.
Isn't she the daughter of, well, you know--
Oh, yeah, you know, old Mrs., uh-- Old Mrs. --
Yeah. Yeah, the one and only--
The one and only.
Why, hello, Cindy. Hi, Principal Seuiggman.
Thanks, Doofy. Its Special Officer Doofy today, Cindy.
Now, Cindy, Sheriff has some questions that he would like to ask you today.
What is that... god-awful smell? I don't know.
I got a poopie.
Did you just say that you went poopie?
Yeah. It was good. Mm.
Get him out of here. Yes.
Thank you, Doofy. Okay.
You should now go back to Special Ed.
Okay. Salute. Maybe a change of underwear, son.
Bye, Doofy. Bye, Cindy.
How are you, Cindy? Fine.
How are you, Sheriff? Bloated, constipated.
Got a boil on my ass the size of a walnut. You know, the usual.
Cindy, I want to ask you some questions about Drew Decker.
I didn't really know her. Oh, come on. Sure you do.
No. I mean, I didn't really know her.
I've been in this game a long time. Don't bullshit a bullshitter.
Tell me about Drew. What was she like in bed, Cindy?
Tried to get you. Its an old police trick.
Its an old police trick. You didn't fall for it. Good for you, kid.
Hike!
Pass! Pass!
-- All right, shower up!
Yes!
Yo, Dugan, man, nice play, yo. Word up.
Johnson, what a block, baby.
Word up. Woodward. Nice ass.
Damn.
Yo, Greg, what's up? You gonna hit the showers or what?
No, man. I think I'm gonna work out, b*at the bag a little.
Suit yourself, kid. All right. Last one in the showers a rotten egg!
Come on, yall! I'm gonna get you all!
Don't let Uncle Ray catch you!
Who did this? Huh? Where are you?
This isn't funny, all right?
A small dicks like a disability, man!
Would you make fun of a guy in a wheelchair? Huh? Would you?
Come on out here, you sick f*ck!
I'll kick the sh*t out of you right now! All right?
Its not the size of the hammer, its the nail you're throwing it at!
It's a shame how she d*ed.
She was such a nice girl.
Yeah, she used to baby-sit my brother Doofy.
He had the biggest crush on her. Ray, you're a dead man.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
You wanna get butt-naked and wrestle?
Bring it on, Ray! Hold my earrings. Where's my Vaseline?
Take it easy. What's the problem? I'll show you the problem.
Oh-- That's you?
They-- They turned the hot water off in the showers, all right?
Laugh it up, you guys. Big laugh.
You know what? You can all go to hell!
Greg, you're not the only one who got one.
Oh, you mean Bobby�s got a baby d*ck too?
No. I was talking about the note.
I got one too.
Somebody knows. That's bullshit, Cindy.
Someone just trying to f*ck with us.
We have to call the police, Greg.
You call the police, and I'll k*ll you myself.
You're hurting her, man. And you know what?
That goes for all of you guys.
That psycho wants a piece of me, bring it on.
But I'm not going to jail. You got that?
What's everybody talking about?
Just forget it, Shorty. You already know too much.
-- Aren't they beautiful?
Buffy! Contestant number one!
Very good. And contestant number two.
Very good. And contestant number three.
Buffy! That's my girl!
That's my girlfriend! Yeah, that's my girlfriend too!
Hey, kiss my ass! Yeah, I'm hitting that too!
All right, Buffy! Hey, shut the hell up, man!
The best p*ssy I ever had! What, you want a piece of me?
Now the talent portion of the competition.
Oh, you guys, I'm gonna go downstairs for a closer seat. See you after the show.
Number three, Buffy Gilmore.
Hey, you know what? I'm gonna go hit the head.
You want me to bring you back anything?
No, no, no. I'm good, man. But hurry back. She's gonna perform.
Don't worry. I'll be back. Good evening, Buffy.
And what will be your talent for this evening?
Acting. I'll be doing a dramatic reading.
Yeah, yeah!
Buffy Gilmore doing a dramatic reading.
Hey, do that thing from Baywatch! She's running down the beach!
Look out, Greg! Look behind you!
Its him! It's the k*ller! Huh?
Oh, my God! Somebody do something!
Somebody do something!
He's k*lling him!
He's k*lling him! Must be an original piece.
He's k*lling him!
She's good. She's good.
What's wrong with you people? That's fantastic.
You f*cking bastards! Why won't anyone help?
Amazing. She's the next Pamela Lee.
Oh, God! Oh, God! Don't!
Greg, hold on!
Give it up for Buffy Gilmore! Beautiful.
Absolutely fantastic.
I think we have a winner, ladies and gentlemen. Miss Buffy Gilmore!
Buffy, wait. You have to go back onstage.
No. I have to get to Greg. But you won!
They're calling your name. There's a k*ller--
I won? They're calling your name. Go.
Buffy, what happened? What about Greg? Oh, f*ck Greg. I won.
Congratulations! Oh, out of my way, loser!
Miss Buffy Gilmore!
Here she comes Miss Teen She's So Fine Such lovely tits Give me my crown, bitch.
And a great behind There she is Doggy style anytime And I'll do her behind behind and behind Oh, there she is She loves 69 There's no sign of him anywhere.
He could've taken the body. That's impossible, Cindy.
There's no blood. There's nothing. Look around.
I'll bet it's just Greg playing... another one of his dumb jokes.
He's gonna turn up. I'm sure of it. He's probably at my house waiting for us right now, -you guys. All right, fine.
But you know what? I'm gonna look around some more, so--
You mind catching a ride home with Buffy? Yeah, no problem.
All right, fine. Call me later.
Hello. Hello, Cindy.
Who is this? Its me, Bobby.
You know, your boyfriend.
Yeah, I'm sorry. I guess I'm a little jumpy lately.
Hey, any sign of Greg? No.
Do you want me to come by? No.
I'm just gonna take a bath, and then I'm gonna go to bed.
Okay. I�d really like to see you, but-- I love you.
Aw. I love you too, baby.
Bobby, I told you--
I still know what you did last Halloween.
Who is this?
Ow! Ow!
Hello. I'm gonna k*ll you.
I'm gonna slice you up. Who is this?
I'm gonna chop you like liver. What do you want?
I'm in the house.
Do you know where I am?
I could be anywhere. I'm like the wind, baby.
Yeah. Where am I?
Um, you're-you're behind the couch.
What? How do you know that?
I can, um, see your feet.
Ah! Okay, turn around.
Close your eyes. No peeking.
Yeah. No. No. No.
Hey, no peeking. No peeking. Turn around.
Good.
Okay, now you look.
Now do you know where I am? You don't.
No, Mr. k*ller. I don't know where you are.
I'll give you a big clue.
Oh! I gotta stop drinking.
Grandma! Ow, baby!
Oh, my hip!
White woman in trouble off the 744--
Are you okay? I heard screaming. What's going on?
Bobby, he was here. Shh.
The k*ller was here, Bobby. Its okay.
I can explain that. Oh, my God.
A friend gave 'em to me. Cindy. Cindy.
Cindy. Cindy!
Cindy! Cindy! Cindy!
Its me, Cindy.
Cindy, you know me. Cindy.
I know you've had a rough night, Cindy, so I won't keep you.
I just want you to look at some photos. Tell me what you think.
Mm-mmm.
No? No.
I'm sorry, Sheriff. You sure?
Okay, you're free to go. Do you have somebody picking you up?
Yeah. Oh. Just--
Just check that one out again.
Mm, no. No? No? Well, worth a sh*t. All right, thanks.
Guess what I just did with those hookers we busted.
No way.
All the way, man! Yes, yes. Watch this. Doofy!
Yeah? Come on. Come on.
Okay.
Special Officer Doofy reporting.
Hey, Doofy, smell my fingers.
What's that? That's when you know you've become a man, Doofy!
Hey, Terry, smell my finger.
What the hell is that? My ass.
Get the hell out of here, Doofy. Doofy.
Mom said get home now. Tell Mom I'm on official police business.
Cindy, are you okay? Hey, hey, hey. No talking to the witness.
Go get in the car, Doofy. She's coming with us. Does Mom know?
Yeah, Doofus. Mom says when I wear this badge, you're supposed to treat me like a man of the law.
Mom also said for you to stop sticking your d*ck in the vacuum cleaner.
Oh! Oh!
Okay, three, two--
Oh, no. Gosh darn. What now?
It's just that there's all these numbers with deci--
What, can't you count?
No, I can count, but there's really-- Let me make it easy for you.
This little piggy went to the market. This little piggy stayed home.
Now, if this little piggy doesn't roll the g*dd*mn camera--
I'm gonna put my foot up his f*ckin' ass-- We're live, Gail.
Gail Hailstorm standing out front of the police station... where I'm going to try and get a glimpse of Cindy Campbell, the young girl who was att*cked earlier this evening.
You're on my foot, fat sh*t! Sorry, G--
What did I say? Don't ever step on Gail's shoes.
Why not? Because Gail wears Prada shoes.
You idiot. I'm a bad man.
Cindy! Cindy!
Cindy, can we get a statement? Buffy Gilmore, Miss Teen.
She's not talking. Is it true the police have someone in custody?
Come on, Cindy. Cindy, your ass looks fat!
Bitch!
Good sh*t. Come on.
All right, who copped a feel? Gail, it was me.
Oh, my God. It was an accident, Gail.
I only touched it, the top of the breast.
It was so tender and juicy. Shut up!
Yo. Hello, Shorty. What are you doing?
Nothin'. Sittin' here watchin' the game. Smokin' some bud.
Are you all alone?
Was sup? Was sup?
What the-- Who's that?
Yo, pick up the phone.
Was sup? Was sup?
Yo, Dookie, pick up the phone!
Yo. Was sup?
What you doin', son? Nothin'... Just chillin'... killin'...
True. True.
So you think Bobby did it?
I don't know. But he was there, Buffy.
I knew there had to be something. He just too perfect.
Handsome, smart, good in bed.
What did you say? Uh--
Hey, Cindy. Got your ice pack for your hand.
Ow! Sorry.
I'll get you one for your head.
No, no, that's okay, Doofy.
Hey, we are gonna get that guy you dumped in the water. Yeah.
I'll be next door if you need me.
Night, Cindy.
Buffy, you told him?
The moron overheard a conversation Greg and I were having.
Yeah, but what if he says something? Who's gonna believe... a Ret*rded ret*rd like him anyway?
Cindy, telephone.
Thank you.
Hello. Hello, Cindy.
Guess what. No!
You got the wrong guy. No!
Doofy! Its not Bobby.
Who is this?
Doofy! Doofy! Oh, my God.
Hello?
I said don't disturb me while I'm cleaning my room!
I heard Bobby got out this morning.
I haven't seen him around. Is he pissed?
You mean since you branded him the Candy man? No. His heart is broken.
Yo, son. Its like I seen this all before.
They had a k*ller at your old high school, Shorty?
No, it was in this movie Scream.
Same dialogue and everything. This is ill.
How did it end? I don't know.
Some n*gg*s started sh**ting up in the movie theater, so we just broke out.
No doubt. Okay, I say we all just stick together.
Tonight everyone meet at my house.
And bring some friends. But don't tell everyone.
Try to keep it quiet.
Okay.
Yo! Party at Cindy's house! Drunk white women for everybody!
Ray, if you see Bobby, tell him I love him.
Okay. If I see Bobby, I'll tell him I love him.
-Jesus! Its okay. It's all right. It's just me, baby.
What, you don't still think It's me, do you? No.
It's just that somebody did try to k*ll me.
And the police said I scared him away.
I know. He called me last night.
You see, it couldn't have been me. I was in jail last night. Remember?
You're the best.
I'm sorry. Please understand.
Understand what? That my girlfriend would rather call me a k*ller than touch me?
That's not true, Bobby. Then what is it?
What is it? She's gone and she's not coming back.
Its been over a year, Cindy.
But Ginger was such an important part of the Spice Girls.
Oh, you gotta move on, baby. Oh!
I'm sorry if my complicated life... is an inconvenience to your perfect existence.
Cindy. Cindy.
Okay, everybody, listen up.
Let me just say, uh, the k*lling of these teenagers has been tragic, but, uh--
Hey, you know, sh*t happens.
Sheriff!. Sheriff!.
Yes, Miss Thunderstorm. Have they found Cindy Campbell's father?
No. Isn't he a suspect?
That is classified information. Where are you getting that?
I'm sorry, but my sources are strictly confidential, Sheriff.
Hey, Gail.
Gail swallows.
Watch this.
Hello. Who is this?
What?
You wanna k*ll me?
Oh, God. Hold on.
Cindy, its for you.
All right, knock it off, Buffy.
Now, as you all have heard, there is a k*ller in town... and the police have asked us to give you the following safety tips.
Stay in well-lit areas.
Do not travel alone whenever possible.
Always wipe front to back.
And remember, never, ever believe someone... when they tell you that shaving your pubic hair... will rid you of crab infestation.
Now, I understand this is a difficult time for you young ladies.
So if anyone needs to come to my office to talk, I am here for you.
What a crock of sh*t. It's not, Buffy!
He's real!
Miss Mann?
Come in, dear. Have a seat. Take off your bra if you'd like.
No, thanks.
What can I do for you, Cindy?
I need to talk. See, I have this problem... and I don't know who to tell.
Not feeling so fresh? Huh?
Feminine odor and itching got you down?
Uh, no. No, not that.
Then what is it?
I have a terrible secret.
Well, Cindy, we all have our little secrets.
Sometimes we do things we're not so proud of.
Some for money, others to gain the athletic edge on the competition.
Sometimes those secrets come back to haunt us.
Aah! Do you know what I mean?
Yes, I do, um, Miss Mann. Thanks for ball--
I mean, all your help. I have to go to class.
Anytime, dear.
Buffy, are you coming? I'll catch up with you guys in a sec.
Redrum.
Hello?
Somebody there?
Hello!
Very funny.
Who put you up to this, Cindy?
Lose the cape. Its way too '90s horror.
Oh, so what movie is this from, Die, Cheerleader, Die?
Wanna play psycho k*ller? Can I be the helpless cheerleader?
Oh, so this is where I'm supposed to beg for my life?
Please, Mr. k*ller, don't k*ll me.
So is this where I'm supposed to bleed?
Oh, look, I'm bleeding!
Oh, yeah, I'm supposed to run, right?
Okay. I'm running! I'm running! Help!
Help! Now I'm gonna fall and break my leg, leaving me helpless.
Aah!
There you go, Mr. Scary k*ller. I'm panicking now.
Oh, God! Somebody please help me!
Oh, God, no!
No!
Oh, now what?
I guess this is the big climax. Hope you don't mind if I fake it. Aah!
Oh, look at me. I'm all dead.
I'm a gross, scary severed head. Come on. Please.
Do you know who I am? I'm Miss Teen. You're really giving me a headache.
And you got blood all over my Gucci sweater.
I hope you're gonna pay for that.
Ah! I will not be ignored by the likes--
I'm gonna jump! Phil, get back in there.
No! What are you doing up there?
Be reasonable. I cant take this f*cking job... or those greasy sh*t head teenagers anymore!
I'm going to end it all! Wait! Hold on! We're getting help for you!
Now we know Bobby�s not the k*ller. So who is?
I don't know.
Well if the k*ller was in your house last night, why didn't he just k*ll you then?
Because he's just messing with us. don't you see? He's got us right where he wants us.
We cant go to the police. He's just out there watching us and waiting for us.
What are you waiting for, huh?
What are you waiting for?
What are you waiting for?
What am I waiting for?
What am I waiting for? What are you waiting for?
f*ck you!
Oh, my God.
Ray, I still don't think this party is a good idea.
You know I'm not gonna let nothin' happen to you.
I just don't feel right.
Why cant we just do something else? How about we go to the movies?
Huh? You like that? See a little movie, huh?
Hey! This is my song! Hey!
You know they gave me a shout-out on the album, right? What?
Everywhere I go I see the same hos Ooh, Brenda.
Did I tell you how sexy you look in my jersey?
I do, Ray? Yes.
I like it. Hey, get up. Go over there. Let me see it.
Ooh! Yes, I like that.
You like that? You like that? Yeah. Hey!
Hey, put this on with it.
Ray, you are so freaky. That's right. You know I'm freaky, girl.
Go on. Pull it. Pull it up.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ah, ahh!
Yeah. Here. Put this on with it.
Go on.
Are you sure? Go on, girl. Go on. Pull it on.
Okay. Go on.
I like that look. Ooh! I'm bad.
Here. Put this on with it.
Go on, girl. Put it on.
Yeah. Put that sh*t on there. Come on. Just shove it on.
Do it. Yeah. Ooh, so f*cking sexy.
Come here, girl. Bring your little sexy ass over here. Come on!
Full speed. Charge!
Yes! Yes! Come on! Turn around!
Turn around! Come on!
Yes, Brendan! Take it, Brendan! Take it, Brendan!
Who? Uh-- Uh, Brenda.
Put the helmet on. No, lets role-play. Come on. You get me.
Come on! Come on! Huh?
I'm here at Lovers Lookout.
Its dark, It's in the middle of nowhere, and its where hormone-driven teens love to come and fool around.
So very likely we're about to see someone get k*lled.
Okay, sure enough, there's a girl in that car, blouse unbuttoned, all alone.
Lets see if she'll have a word with us.
Hi. Gail Hailstorm, author of the new book You're Next.
Oh, yeah. Can you tell us your name?
Well, my names Heather.
Can you tell us what you are doing out here all alone?
Well, yeah, sure. My boyfriend and I were just, like, making out... and then we heard a noise out there, so he went to go check it, but-- well, that was, like, ten minutes ago.
Yeah, yeah. Has it crossed your little mind that your boyfriend was probably m*rder*d... and you're about to be slaughtered next?
Really? No way! Way.
Heather, good luck. Okay, thanks, Gail. You're the best.
Just as I thought. The m*rder is happening as we speak.
I'm going to try and break into the bloodshed. Are you getting this?
Excuse me. Heather, can you tell us what you're feeling, honey?
Lots of pain. Gail, please help me. Gail, please!
I'd like to help you out, kid, but it sweeps.
Sir, sir, can I get a word with you?
You got a lot of nerve coming here. I'm just trying to do my job.
Get the camera off me now! You're dead, bitch!
No, Kenny, keep rolling!
I'm gonna slice your head off and shove it up his ass.
Get that camera off me!
Oh, my God, Kenny! Kenny, move your fat ass!
Kenny! Oh, my God, he's right behind you!
This man is chasin' Miss Gail.
I'm so scared right now.
I just want to say... to the family of my cameraman, Kenny, I am so sorry.
This was my interview, my story.
Its all my fault.
You want some popcorn? Uh-uh. I brought me a little snack of my own.
You want some chicken? Nah.
Mm-hmm. For all yall talkers up in here, it's time to keep it down right now.
Shh.
Shh, back at you. Shh!
Why they actin' already? It ain't nothin' but the previews.
The largest ship the world had ever known.
It's 400 passengers and crew on a maiden voyage to a brave new world.
A journey that would change their lives forever.
Whoo!
I'm the king of the world! Whoo-hoo!
Get your ass back down there, boy!
I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick. The movie about to come on.
I gotta go to the bathroom. Here. Take your hot sauce.
Hurry up, man. Don't be long.
Back up! Let him through!
You can move back some. You don't own the theater.
--And they're off!.
It's number three in the lead. Number two close behind.
And number three is the winner!
Number two has placed, and number four to show.
Next weeks Triple Crown starts at 2:30.
-- Be here early.
Hey, who was that?
Go ahead. Do it again. Do it again.
Anon.
Mm-mmm. Mm-mmm.
Mm-mmm! Don't go in there!
Lord, I'm gonna have a heart att*ck!
Man, this is some scary sh*t!
Oh, I am scared!
Excuse me. I think I paid my money like everybody else up in here.
... out of her favor-- That ain't no man.
You can see her real hair right there! Do you mind?
I know you better get outta my face!
Outta my face! Outta my face!
This is all me up in here. You handle that.
Will you shut the f*ck up! Yeah!
Mmm, mmm. This movie is good.
Hey, baby. You came back just in time.
She's about to get it on with Shakespeare.
-She dressing like a man-- Shut up.
Yeah, I got you. I got you on camera.
You on Candid Camera now.
You ain't know that.
Hello. Hey, girl. Uh-uh. I�m in the movie.
Shakespeare In Love. Uh-uh. Ooh! You lying.
For Christ�s sake, will you just shut your trap!
Shut up! Hold on.
I don't know why you all is actin' I like this.
My girlfriend already seen the movie. She said they don't even stay together in the end.
Give me that.
Right on.
Will you sit down.
Shut up.
Your ass is grass.
This is for Thelma! And Louise!
This is for talking through The Fugitive!
You ruined Schindlers List. -Jackie Chan movies.
Boogie Nights! And Big Mommas House!
Aaaaaahhhhh!
And I can not marry the daughter of Sir Robert De Lesseps.
Um, you guys, there's a few too many people.
Oh, honey, please don't throw-- Hey, you guys, stop.
Hey! Hey, please! That's my dad!
No, don't touch-- Ah, no! Do you have more beer?
Do you have more beer? Um, yeah. Uh, check in the garage.
No, no, no, no! Don't!
Kitty, you scared me.
Horsey. Oh, you scared me too.
Hello? Who's there?
Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Please, don't!
Please! I'm just a day player!
Oh, my God!
Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!
Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!
Yeah!
Oh, Bobby. Bobby. I was worried about you.
I thought the k*ller got to you before I could.
Could what?
I wanna go upstairs. There's something I wanna show you.
Yeah. Oh, yeah.
Hey, party on! Yeah!
So-- So.
Here we are... again.
Yeah.
And, you know, if you're not ready, I'll understand.
Bobby.
I am ready.
You are? Yeah.
I cant keep fighting these urges.
I have to just give in to them... and let them flow.
Right.
Bobby? Huh?
I have been so selfish.
This is like a scene from a movie or something.
Only it isn't a movie, Bobby.
This is real life.
Its all a movie, baby.
There's the sound guy. There's the script supervisor.
How you are doin'... baby?
Bobby? What?
What I mean is that in real life... you have to enjoy each moment.
Mmm! Ow!
Bobby.
Bobby!
Can I tell you a secret?
Sure, man.
I see dead people.
Man, this sh*t is awesome!
Yo, son, we gotta roll some more of that sh*t!
Ah, sh*t!
We don't have any more papers, man.
We don't have any more papers.
Oh, man! What can we use to make a bong?
Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke!
Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Yeah!
Oh, sh*t, son!
Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke!
This some good sh*t!
Bobby! I've never done this before. What?
Its okay. It�s okay.
It's just like-- It�s like sucking on a Tootsie Roll Pop.
A Tootsie Pop? Yeah, a cherry-flavor one.
Oh. With the fudge in the middle?
Okay.
Show me now Show me how How it feels when we're together Just like that.
-I'm afraid if we wait -Just like that, baby.
Well be waiting till forever Ah!
Oh! Jesus!
I never could wait to get to the chewy middle.
You know what? Let me. Oh. Okay.
g*dd*mn!
I'm flyin' solo but don't know if I can stop Don't ask me why Don't make me lie Just kick back just sit back Enjoy the ride
Cause I'm a spaceman
Guess its been a while.
So stay with me
Oh! Oops!
Its very, uh, '70s of you.
Oh, yeah. Oh, Bobby!
Come here, Bobby! I want it now!
Oh, man, am I f*ckin' stoned!
Yeah, me too, son.
Hey, you guys hear that?
Oh!
Shh!
Hello?
Hello. What's your favorite scary movie? Hello?
Let me talk to her. Shh!
I'm gonna gut you like a pig!
Oh, yeah! Oh!
Yeah! What's my name, Bobby?
What? Ah!
What's my name, bitch? Ow! God! It's Cindy!
Whose is it, Bobby? Whose is it, Bobby?
Its yours.
Ahhhhhh!
Oh, my God!
Oh, sh*t!
Don't even contest Cause I�ll make you undress Like p*rn dancers waitin' at the front door for an answer Hey, yo, I'm sick of artificial MCs like silicone titties Hey, yo, check it, yo. f*ck a cheap ball I wanna smoke Cheech and Chong And if I wanna f*ck long, I let my ding-a-long, hit the bong And then the song, Always pass the dutchie to the left Because the right way is wrong Whoo-hoo! I got one. I got one. Here it goes. Ready?
I'm gonna slash and gash Cut another hole in your ass I spill blood on the walls then play tennis with your balls If the phone rings don't answer the call Gonna slit your throat f*ck you like a goat Peel your foreskin off and make a winter coat Peace!
Yo!
That was the illest rhyme I ever seen, son!
Bobby... where were you tonight?
What? I was just curious.
What took you so long to get here?
Why you so curious?
I don't know.
I thought it would fit the 90s horror clich�... if you turned out to be the k*ller.
Oh, so, what? You think I k*lled Buffy and Greg?
Buffy and Greg are dead?
I thought you knew that. Oh, my God!
Bobby, turn around! Its the k*ller!
Cindy!
Oh, my God! Bobby! Bobby! Cindy. Help me.
Bobby, its okay. Gimme the g*n. Gimme-
Its gonna be okay, Bobby.
Yo, wait for me! There's a k*ller in the house!
There's ass, blood and guts everywhere!
Someone done gone crazy, son!
We all go a little crazy sometimes. Bobby, no!
Oh, sh*t, son!
Oh, my God!
Cindy, he sh*t me in the lungs.
You wanna hit this sh*t?
Ketchup.
Just like my mom puts on her spaghetti, baby.
Oh, my God! Ray, you�ve gotta help me! Bobby�s gone crazy!
Surprise!
Surprise, Cindy!
Why are you doing this, Bobby?
Why? Why? You hear that, Ray?
I think she wants a motive.
Did Scream have a plot? No.
Did I Know What You Did Last Summer make any sense?
Don't think so!
What about the sequel? What was with that fat, white Jamaican kid?
I wanna k*ll that m*therf*cker. It was bad casting, Bobby.
How about this for a motive? Lack of sex!
It can cause serious deviant behavior.
I thought you loved me. Oh, I did, baby.
I did. But abstinence can make you discover new things about yourself.
That's right, Cindy. I'm gay.
And in case you haven't noticed, so is Ray.
What? I ain't gay.
What are you talking about? You took me to that club.
So, they play good music.
What about our trip to San Francisco, then? I wanted to go shopping.
But you made love to me. No. First of all, you sucked my--
Whatever, Ray! I don't want to talk about this now.
The point is, I'm a new man, and I'm ready to leave all this behind and start a new life.
So you k*lled all your friends? Oh, no.
Just you.
And maybe Shorty, but that wasn�t planned or anything.
But here's the genius part.
We're copycatting a serial k*ller that already exists.
Its the perfect crime, Cindy. But wait! There's more!
Hang on to your seat, baby, cause this one�s a screamer!
I'll be back. Uh-oh.
Move your big ass. Come on.
Dad!
What are you gonna do, frame him?
Nah. We're just havin' a little bit of fun with old daddio.
The police are gonna find you and daddy both dead, and me and Ray are the only survivors of maniacs revenge.
You ready? I'm ready. You ready? I'm ready to do this sh*t.
Come on. Come on. All right. All right.
Come on! Give it to me. No!
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
Ready? All right. Lets do this. Wait, wait. Ready.
Come on. Come on. Ready.
Give it to me!
No! Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
Remember what we talked about? To the side. I know.
How many times we gonna go over this? Okay.
Stop. Just-- All right. Trust me, okay?
All right. I'm ready. Trust me. I got this sh*t. Ready?
Wait, wait, wait! I'm about to cut your throat, boy!
Stop acting like a little girl. Come on. Come on!
You're right, you're right, you�re right. Yeah, come on!
Come on. You ready?
No! You guys are psychos!
You've seen one too many TV shows!
No! Watching television shows doesn't create psycho K*llers!
Cancelin' TV shows does!
The Wayans Brothers was a good show, man!
It was a good-ass show, and we didn't even get a final episode!
Take it easy! I'm feelin' a little woozy here!
Its my turn. Give me the Kn*fe.
f*ck outta here. Ain't nobody stabbin' me.
Surprise, Cindy!
All right, all right. Hold on a second.
Just give me a moment. Ah. One--
Oh, yeah. That's it.
Ah. Okay.
Dad!
Are you okay?
I thought I told you not to have a party unless I was here.
But, Dad, you were here. You were in the closet.
Oh, yeah, that's right. Did you get some girlfriends numbers for me?
Dad, they're dead. Ah, you know, I cant get a break.
-- What's that? Is that the cops?
Okay, okay, listen, honey. Help me up now.
Uh-- Uh-- If the cops come, tell em I'm a plumber, okay?
You had a leaky faucet, and you called, and they sent me over. We don't know each other.
No! No!
Dad, Dad, put your arms down.
What the hells goin' on here? Sheriff, it�s a bloodbath in there.
He was right here! I swear it! Who was?
The k*ller! The guy that m*rder*d all my friends!
And the sick bastard planted dr*gs all in the house there.
All over the place. Dad. Stop it.
All right, Cindy. I'm gonna have to take you down to the station.
I'm cool, though, right?
I'm okay? Lets-- Lets go, Cindy.
Cindy. Call me.
Daddy'll get you out, honey.
Okay. Lets go over this again.
You say it was an accident. Yes.
He was on the road. And you think he came back to get revenge?
It has to be him, Sheriff.
Here, Sheriff. They wanted me to give this to you.
That�ll be all, Doofy. Okay.
I'm gonna go, then. All right. All right.
Bye, Cindy.
I�m sorry, Cindy. It wasn't the man you guys k*lled.
His name was David Keegan. Some fishermen found his body a few weeks later.
He's buried in Lakewood Cemetery. That's impossible.
Then I don't know who it could be. He's gotta be someone else... who was connected with all the victims, someone who knew about the accident.
Someone who could move around without being noticed.
Oh, my God.
She used to baby-sit my brother Doofy. He had the biggest crush on her.
Its me, Cindy.
Night, Cindy.
Doofy! sh*t head?
Have you seen Doofy? No.
Have you seen Doofy? Has anybody seen Doofy? No, Sheriff.
No. Yeah. Just went out the back, Sheriff.
Doofy!
He walks alone under the big city lights He always knows just when the time is right He never shows what he's thinking He keeps it inside Because he's too cool for school He comes alive when the sun goes down He gets it right You know he's always down He's got one eye open and his ear to the ground And he's too cool for school He's an operator He's a real player And if you mess with him you know you'll never win No-o-o-o-o!
sh*t, son. Yo, what the deal?
Yo, if you all watchin' this tape right now, that means I didn't make it.
Either I'm a prisoner, or worse, dead.
But either way it goes, I'm gonna tell you all the rules to survive this situation.
You gotta be quick.
Don't fall down.
Whatever you do, never look back.
You all wish me luck.
Snatch and run, you all!
Come back here, you m*therf*ckers!