Scream: The TV Series (2015–…): Season 2, Episode 1 - I Know What You Did Last Summer - full transcript
Emma is haunted by a dream; Audrey begins to receive phone calls, threatening to expose her connection to Piper.
You can't do a slasher movie
as a TV Series.
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- Ever heard of Brandon James?
- Who's Brandon James?
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and the murderer started.
Lina, Rachel, even my girlfriend Riley.
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A few times, actually.
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She turned out to be Emma's half sister.
- Piper?
- Hey, sister.
I have one more surprise for you.
Thankfully, my BFF, Audrey,
put a bullet in Piper's chest.***
And Emma finished her off.
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Piper told Emma she had
one more surprise for her.
Piper!
Why is your DNA on the inside of the mask?
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Hey there, girl. So, my date
tonight... hot but dumb.
He completely judged my ringtone.
Ringtone mockery aside,
you think you'll hook up with him again?
Becca, please, I'm not you.
I don't "hook up."
Oh, stop. It was only that once.
Butterscotch? Wait a sec.
Where's Butterscotch?
I'll call you back, okay?
Butterscotch?
Butterscotch?
Butterscotch?
Kitty?
Kitty?
Butterscotch?
Butterscotch?
Hey! There you are.
Hey. Come to me, girl.
How'd you do that, huh?
- Call Becca.
- Calling Becca.
Becca!
- That's not funny!
- Really?
What about this?
- Is that funny?
- No.
- Why are you doing this?
- Why?
Because I'm so sick
of your slut-shaming!
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Are you okay?
Hey, did you just send me
some creepy texts?
I wouldn't put it past a creepy guy
like me, but no. What were they?
Some sleazoid texted me.
- He was trying to scare me.
- Huh, that's weird.
Hey, I was actually about to head out
to Emma's welcome home party,
and I figured maybe I could swing by and
we could just caravan over together.
Sounds like a plan.
Is it a bad idea to ask Emma
to interview for the podcast tonight?
The welcome home party would
make the perfect sound bed.
Noah, that's a horrible idea.
No talking about your podcast
or the incident.
Okay, which incident
are we not talking about?
All the murder stuff,
or what happened to her at school after?
Either. Neither. Don't freak her out.
Okay, okay, okay. I'm on my way.
- I'm so freaked out.
- I know!
- It was insane!
- You're telling me.
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No more fun to be had here, guys.
You don't have to go home,
but you can't stay here.
Thank you.
- Oh!
- Sorry, dude.
It's okay. I didn't know
if anyone was here.
No way. You're that...
Audrey, right? The badass that
shot Piper Shaw in the head?
Technically, not the one
who shot her in the head.
We both go to George Washington,
but you don't know me. Can I get a pic?
- Sure.
- It's lame, I know. It's just...
You really impress me, dude,
and I hate everyone.
- Thanks.
- Sure.
Um, the front door needs a key.
Um, can't find the key.
I can walk you out the back?
It's so crazy how no one even suspected
Piper, right? That's what everyone says.
You know, that's what they say.
Hey! Who did that?
Some moron must've snuck in...
Get out of the booth, idiot!
We're closed!
The keys, the keys!
We have to get out of here.
Someone's wearing
the mask and he's trying to...
Audrey! Audrey! Hey!
Audrey! Audrey!
She stabbed me.
She stabbed me!
What? Oh, my God! What did you do?
You're alive?
It was a prank!
- What?
- A prank, a prank!
Get up, get up. You're okay. Get up.
Come on, come on. Get up, get up.
You'll be okay. It's okay. Get up.
Scream - S02E01
I Know What You Did Last Summer
Behind the tape, please.
Is he okay?
Him? He's got a small puncture wound.
The strappy thing holding his camera
deflected the blade just enough.
He's going to be fine,
and you seem fine, too.
So, I think we're just about done here.
She gets a license to kill
'cause she shot Piper?
I know you're new here, officer,
and from a big city, or whatever...
Actually, I'm from Lakewood originally.
Then, you should know,
around here, someone gets stabbed,
- someone gets arrested.
- Uh, that's not true.
- Plus, you two attacked me.
- It was a joke!
- Less of a crime, more of a Tosh.0 clip.
- Right.
So, goofball assault
versus desperate act of self-defense.
Desperate act of self-defense wins.
And you were live streaming, so
she's got evidence to win a civil suit.
My advice... walk away.
Audrey just broke
the Internet, again.
Yeah, and not a word to Emma.
Okay? It's her first night back.
We don't want to freak her
into another meltdown.
She probably already saw it. My phone
has been blowing up for, like, an hour.
Hey! I've got our Internet hero.
Oh! That was awesome, bi-otch. Up high.
Yeah, get this out
of your system now, Jake.
There's no post-gaming
when Emma gets here.
Not a word, Jake, not a word!
She just texted.
She'll be here in a minute.
Sandalwood, a hint of citrus...
Someone's very excited
to see Emma this evening.
- Beer in the fridge?
- Yes, please!
You're a tough bitch, Audrey.
I thought they broke up.
They did, sorta. It's complicated.
But you and I are going to have
to find another crash pad
for "Brooke and Jake's special time."
Well, my parents fly out
to Mexico tomorrow morning.
Maybe you could come by before school?
Hm, I have a better idea.
That's her.
Come on, get ready.
Light the candle.
- Hey, Em.
- Hey.
Welcome back.
What's taking so long out there?
Jake, shut up!
- Are you wearing cologne?
- Maybe.
NOAH, JAKE: Hey!
- Welcome home, girl interrupted!
- Tact.
No, it's a compliment
'cause Angelina's hot.
Guys, it's okay.
I had some issues and I dealt with them.
And, now, I'm back here because
I want to get back to normal.
Okay? It would really suck if you guys
started acting all weird around me.
It's really good to have you home.
I love you.
- It's so good to have you back.
- Hey!
So, how long are they gonna
let you live here on your own?
My aunt Tina's supposed to check
on me once a week, but she's a flake.
I haven't seen her in a month.
Thank you for tonight.
And for keeping in touch.
It means a lot.
We said we were still friends.
What friends don't write, right?
I told my mom I was spending the night
at Audrey's house, but...
- Just stick around here.
- Yeah.
- We could...
- Talk.
Cool.
Uh, pay no attention to
the incredibly awkward entrance
by the gawky comic relief guy
with zero timing.
It's a school night.
We should wrap this puppy up.
Noah Foster, killer of parties.
Well, at least some things
are how I left them.
It's your first night back,
so I'll let that one slide...
- If...
- If what?
If you let me interview you for my podcast.
You're the only one of the Lakewood Six
- who hasn't been on it yet.
- The Lakewood Six?
Yeah, that's what everyone's
been calling us recently.
I coined it, actually.
It caught on pretty quick.
It's not genius or anything,
but it's catchy.
Noah, I have to let all of that stuff go.
I get it. It's just...
that was the biggest thing
that ever happened to us.
Yeah, and the worst.
You know, to be honest,
I have never listened to your podcast.
Sorry.
- Hello?
- How was the party?
You too can menace girls for just 99 cents
with this nifty voice modulator app.
- You're funny.
- I'm really just bored.
Don't hang up on me! I was nice enough
to wait until you were alone.
Thought you could get away with murder,
didn't you? Well, you can't.
Did you like the feeling
of that ice pick in your hand?
- Do you like being a creeper?
- I like torturing you.
After what you did, you deserve it.
Looks like those two
at the movie theater
met up on the comment section
of my podcast.
Yet another reason to reconsider
inheriting a psycho killer's web legacy.
Hey! The Morgue is not her podcast.
I'm just co-opting her listeners.
Right now, I'm using it to help figure out
exactly who those pranksters were.
- So, be grateful.
- The girl's name is Hayley,
and she apparently goes to our school,
but how are you doing this?
They got into a back-and-forth
with a bunch of nasty trolls,
who thought it'd be real funny
to spook the local hero: you.
The thread begins with...
"Let's show the world Audrey
Jensen isn't much of a bad-ass."
And that would be a fail.
The funny thing is,
the guy who instigated the whole thing
didn't even show up.
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- Wow.
- Never read the comment section.
I just think it's hilarious.
What, you're putting this
on the murderboard?
They wore Brandon James masks
and attacked you,
one of the two survivor girls
who ended Piper's rampage.
Can't you see? It's all connected.
Look, Noah, you are officially obsessed.
Okay? And I'm sorry
that this got you so worked up.
Get some sleep.
Sleep is overrated.
You know what's better than breaking
into school for night swimming?
Sneaking in for skinny dipping.
I'm scandalized.
My dad will turn into a walking
after school special...
if I get home too late.
Then, why don't you make it up to me?
Be my date to the
Lakewood Days Carnival.
You can't hide me forever.
Well, I wouldn't have to...
if you hadn't blackmailed my dad.
- He moved a dead body.
- He hates you.
And, as pathetic as that is, there's less
than nothing I can do to change that.
'Cause you don't have the lady balls
to do anything about it.
- Lady balls? Ew.
- Do you know what I think?
You enjoy this sneaking around,
like how you did with Mr. Branson.
Dick. You know,
I can't believe
for one brain-dead second
I actually thought that this could work.
It can't.
We're done.
Fine! Walk away.
'Cause you know what? Jake's got a plan.
I'm going to prove you wrong,
and your dad's going to love me.
And you know what? That's
two birds, one Jake, baby!
And when you find out,
you're gonna come crawling back!
- Good luck with that.
- You'll see.
I love you.
I know I broke things off really suddenly.
I just...
...had to get away from everything.
You don't need to explain that to me.
I really missed you guys.
- I really missed you.
- I missed you too, Emma.
I feel safe with you.
- It's okay. It's all okay.
- I'm so sorry.
- Can we just sleep?
- Of course.
Kieran?
All right, Brooke.
Time for the Jake to prove you wrong.
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Oink, oink, oink, oink, oink...
Help!
Oh, no... No, no, no...
You said would spend a night at Audrey's
and when you weren't there,
I was scared.
I'm sorry. I was just having fun.
I know kids lie to their parents
about stuff, but you don't do that.
It's not you. You've always
been honest with me.
Yeah, well, everything is
a little bit different now.
Look, last night... it was your first
night home after three months,
and I was happy to let you
be with your friends, but...
This morning, I wanted to do something
nice for your first day back at school.
When I couldn't find you, it kinda felt
like you were running away from me.
I... I guess I was, a little.
- I want to change that.
- I hope we can.
I don't know, Mom.
Okay? I have to go to school.
You took that guy down, Audrey!
We watched it, like, 20 times!
Oh, wow! Maybe I could
stab you, too? Morons.
It's a new extension of your celebrity.
You were already a hero.
Now, you're an Internet hero.
It's an exponential leap.
You always find the silver lining.
Okay, I've got a good one.
My down-low affair
with Jake Fitzgerald is officially over.
- What? Since when?
- Last night.
You okay?
Let's just not with the concern
and the feelings.
I'm only telling you 'cause
Jake's going to tell you anyway,
and I probably come off
really bad in his version.
- How's Jake?
- Wrong question.
- Anyone seen Emma?
- She's on her way.
Maggie found out she spent
the night at Kieran's.
Ugh, Maggie drama.
It's her first day back to school since
the infamous meltdown.
The last thing she needs is more tension.
- Hey!
- Emma!
- You look fantastic! Fantastic!
- So good! Wow!
Wow. All right. Enough
with the eggshells. Let's go.
Hey... you good?
Yeah!
I'm fine.
- So, it was a complete breakup?
- Fast and painless.
- It wasn't painless.
- Oh, please. It was time.
New subject. How was
last night with Kieran?
I haven't seen him all day.
Does that answer your question?
I don't know.
We fell asleep together, and then...
I woke up and found him
curled up on the couch.
Kind of adorable. Kind of sad.
Yeah, more sad.
And I texted him to apologize,
and all he did was respond with,
"Ha-ha."
Then, nothing. I don't know.
I guess I thought I could
hit the reset button and start all over.
Well, boys are not iPhones.
I wish they were.
- Hey, Em. Welcome back.
- Hey, Zoe.
Hey, Sigmund and Sigmunda Freuds!
Anyway, did everyone enjoy
the reading assignment?
- Noah's got a little crush.
- Really? You liked it? I didn't.
I thought it was dull. I mean, mesocortical
dopaminergic pathways are fine and good,
but how does psychology
relate to our living lives?
That's what turns me on, and that's
what I want to turn you guys onto.
Let's think outside the textbook.
Emma! Good to have you back.
What part of psychology would
be helpful to you in your life?
- Uh... dream analysis?
- Excellent.
Why do we dream? Why do dreams matter?
Why would that psycho skill
evolve with us?
Phantasmata and dreams help us process
our leftover fear and anxiety.
It's, like, the garbage disposal
of the psyche.
Nice, Zoe. Dreams are personal, right?
So, let's make it personal. How about
what this town has been through?
Is it giving any of us nightmares?
Scary but necessary.
We are churning through
what holds us back.
- Just like A Nightmare on Elm Street.
- Seriously, Noah?
A movie about a knife-fingered psycho
slashing kids in their dreams?
- It's necessary?
- The only way for Nancy
to face Freddy and learn the truth
is through her nightmares.
Scary but necessary.
But do we actually need horror
movies like we need our dreams?
They work the same way. Maybe that's
why the dream motif is so constant.
And here he goes.
Movies like Dreamscape,
Elm Street, Bad Dreams...
Taking subconscious fears and externalizing
them is what horror is all about.
You go to the movies,
it ends, the lights come up,
and then, everybody goes home
feeling better.
Or they go home to the horror
of their actual lives.
Now, this is the kind of dialogue...
He's new. Sheriff's son.
Super creepy.
Let's continue on this. I want you all
to start keeping a dream journal.
Keep them by your bed.
In case you
want to talk through stuff.
So, when we're talking about dreams
and we're referring
to the id, ego, and super-ego,
does anybody know which one of those
three the dream analysis will fall under?
- Anybody?
- Zoe!
You got what Miss Lang was saying
about paradoxical sleep, right?
Yeah, isn't it fascinating?
I mean, it's, like, in direct opposition
to the hypnagogic sensation
theory we studied last week.
Is it? I wouldn't know.
I wasn't there for that class,
or a lot of other classes, actually.
Um, I was wondering, would you
mind helping me catch up?
Yeah, totally, but are you sure
you don't want Noah or someone
else to help you out with that?
I think he has ulterior motives
regarding his podcast, so...
Besides, you're one of the few people
at this school who doesn't stare.
Okay, yeah, I'm in.
Hey! I haven't heard from you
since this morning.
- It was fun.
- I'm sorry.
I saw you on the couch.
I hope I didn't weird you out.
I didn't want to wake you. That's all.
I'll see you later.
Yeah.
- You're too focused on the ending.
- I'm sorry?
I'm talking about your horror
viewpoint from psych class.
It's too basic. You read Hack/Slash?
Bedlam? Nailbiter?
Comic books.
Horror comic books. Take
Madder Red from Bedlam.
We're not sure if he's a hero
or still a blood-lusting freak.
Could be both. Every issue has a
twist leading to a cliff hanger.
The dramatic conundrum
keeps generating bloodshed.
And there's always another issue...
and another...
Kinda like Lakewood.
Killing never ends.
I agree. That is a broader perspective.
That never happens to me.
- So, this happened.
- Uh, what exactly?
It's no big deal.
It's just another stupid prank
- and I should ignore it, right?
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Ignoring anything is certain death.
We should go to the cops, immediately.
No, no, no. Noah, I don't want to go...
I just wanted... Noah, come
back here with my phone!
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I get it. It's scary.
You're a local hero.
It increases your street cred, but
makes people want to mess with you.
I know what you're thinking. It's
probably the pranksters from last night.
Which is probably right.
This is a stupid waste of time.
They called late in the night.
They keep texting.
- It's more than just a prank.
- Hey!
Why don't you get your friend a soda?
Oh, okay. Yes, sir. Right away.
He wants to file a report,
but it's not up to him.
Re-read this. If you want
to file it, you sign it.
I'm going to get a refill.
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You know, that clip
is still blowing up.
We could use that digital
influence and my podcast
to crowdsource
and find the caller ourselves.
Stop, Noah! Just stop.
Have you ever thought that maybe it's
your stupid, crazy podcast that did this?
Crazy? The Morgue? You've been on
it, like, seven times already.
Yeah, but maybe it's time to stop
obsessing over these murders.
It was just a crank call, Noah.
Let's go.
Piper is dead.
We shot her. That movie's over.
Roll credits.
Leave the freaking theater.
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You know you can admit
that you miss Jake, right?
I'm pissed that he turned into the
kind of guy that made me care.
He's been MIA all day.
- He's torturing me.
- He really made you care?
He changed, Em. He stepped up.
You were gone. My dad was going
through all this legal crap.
Jake was kind of my rock.
It's hard to imagine Jake
being anybody's rock.
A lot changed since you were away.
Life went limping on.
You should be glad you have Kieran.
He really missed you.
Yeah, I think my freak-out
really freaked him out.
He's been dodging me all day.
Last night, it was like he thought
I was going to break or something.
I don't know. Maybe he just
sees me as the broken girl,
and he's just not up for it.
We're all breakable, Emma.
At least you had therapy.
The rest of us just partied
the crazy away.
You're probably
the strongest one of us all.
- No, not Kieran. He's granite.
- Trust me, he's breakable.
Kieran doesn't go into his dad's room.
That's how breakable he is.
He just hides all that stuff.
You both do. You're both a mess.
Now, grab me a trash bag.
You get one teddy bear. One!
- This is absurd. Take your pick.
- Okay, I got the point.
Romero-thon tonight. Are you in?
Or are you still pissed?
Nah. Figured I'd turn in, you know?
Get my dream journal on.
Okay, still pissed.
So, I might have gotten a little
yell-y scream-y earlier.
You only get that mad
when you know that I'm right.
Shut up and walk me
through the murderboard.
And we're back. That text at school today
was your most recent contact, right?
- That's right.
- Okay, here's that text.
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And, over here, I've included the comments
of the third prankster from my podcast.
Note the parallel verbiage,
the repeated phrases.
Uh, bad-ass, killer, bloodletter.
Too close for coincidence.
I'd wager that your texter and the
third prankster are one and the same.
So, some demented troll with a
grudge is out to catfish me?
Or this demented troll, as you rightly
put it, was Piper's accomplice.
There was no accomplice.
I disagree.
I think someone helped Piper,
and I think they're still out there.
I think that this prank and those calls
may lead us to that person.
- I was stupid.
- No, you weren't.
I was. It was dumb to think that we
could just pick up where we left off
and act like nothing ever happened.
- That's what I was going for.
- Yeah, I know.
Because we both tend to act like
we're fine when we're totally not.
- We should stop.
- Yeah.
We should.
We could help each other.
Talk about it.
Your dad... my mom...
That'd be good.
We do that and...
Who knows? We could...
Get normal?
Get better.
People call me a final girl, but
we're all final girls in Lakewood.
- And final boys.
- Right, because we survived.
And, now, we're here to help each other
find... find a way to get back to normal.
The final thoughts
of one of Lakewood's final kids.
This is Noah Foster and you're
listening to The Morgue.
Holy frack! That was brilliant!
Good, because that's
all you're going to get.
Uh, I didn't know what you would think
about it. I hope it doesn't freak you out.
Audrey... hell, everyone thinks
it's kind of obsessive.
Well, it kind of is.
Everybody has their way of dealing
with what we went through.
Yeah.
- Noah, what is this?
- That's a pig farm.
Pretty sure it belongs to Troy
James, Brandon's brother.
Weird. Where is it?
Screw you, stupid lock!
No! No, please!
Please, no! No, no! No!
No! No!
Please! No!
Okay, this is not the mall, Em.
Well, I wasn't gonna tell Noah
that I was having nightmares
about a pig farm
that belonged to the James family,
and I was not coming here alone.
Yeah, but we couldn't have
done this in the daylight?
Or tomorrow? Or, you know, never?
I just need to figure this out.
I'm just gonna take a quick look.
Make sure it's the same one
from my dreams.
And then, we can go.
Promise.
Emma, I just...
Brooke, I've had nightmares
about this place
since I was little.
I need to see it.
- Wouldn't you?
- No, actually.
Why am I dreaming about this place?
Okay, you wanted to see
the creepy barn. You saw it.
Now, let's get out of here.
Is somebody living in that house?
What are you doing? No, no!
No! No!
It's not my time to die!
No! Die!
Screw you! Screw you!
No! No!
No, no, no!
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Dear Piper...
Lakewood is evil...
I think we could work together...
teach them a lesson...
You and me... I don't even care
if you're one of them...
They need to know what
it's really like... We're outcasts...
make them pay... Your friend, Audrey...
Your friend... Your friend...
Your friend...
All those love letters
written with your dirty hands.
You and Piper had quite the thing
going, didn't you, killer?
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Is anybody home?
- Hello?
- What are you doing? No, no, no.
Hello?
I'm sorry to barge in.
I'm looking for Troy James.
Emma!
as a TV Series.
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- Ever heard of Brandon James?
- Who's Brandon James?
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and the murderer started.
Lina, Rachel, even my girlfriend Riley.
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A few times, actually.
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She turned out to be Emma's half sister.
- Piper?
- Hey, sister.
I have one more surprise for you.
Thankfully, my BFF, Audrey,
put a bullet in Piper's chest.***
And Emma finished her off.
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Piper told Emma she had
one more surprise for her.
Piper!
Why is your DNA on the inside of the mask?
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Hey there, girl. So, my date
tonight... hot but dumb.
He completely judged my ringtone.
Ringtone mockery aside,
you think you'll hook up with him again?
Becca, please, I'm not you.
I don't "hook up."
Oh, stop. It was only that once.
Butterscotch? Wait a sec.
Where's Butterscotch?
I'll call you back, okay?
Butterscotch?
Butterscotch?
Butterscotch?
Kitty?
Kitty?
Butterscotch?
Butterscotch?
Hey! There you are.
Hey. Come to me, girl.
How'd you do that, huh?
- Call Becca.
- Calling Becca.
Becca!
- That's not funny!
- Really?
What about this?
- Is that funny?
- No.
- Why are you doing this?
- Why?
Because I'm so sick
of your slut-shaming!
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Are you okay?
Hey, did you just send me
some creepy texts?
I wouldn't put it past a creepy guy
like me, but no. What were they?
Some sleazoid texted me.
- He was trying to scare me.
- Huh, that's weird.
Hey, I was actually about to head out
to Emma's welcome home party,
and I figured maybe I could swing by and
we could just caravan over together.
Sounds like a plan.
Is it a bad idea to ask Emma
to interview for the podcast tonight?
The welcome home party would
make the perfect sound bed.
Noah, that's a horrible idea.
No talking about your podcast
or the incident.
Okay, which incident
are we not talking about?
All the murder stuff,
or what happened to her at school after?
Either. Neither. Don't freak her out.
Okay, okay, okay. I'm on my way.
- I'm so freaked out.
- I know!
- It was insane!
- You're telling me.
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No more fun to be had here, guys.
You don't have to go home,
but you can't stay here.
Thank you.
- Oh!
- Sorry, dude.
It's okay. I didn't know
if anyone was here.
No way. You're that...
Audrey, right? The badass that
shot Piper Shaw in the head?
Technically, not the one
who shot her in the head.
We both go to George Washington,
but you don't know me. Can I get a pic?
- Sure.
- It's lame, I know. It's just...
You really impress me, dude,
and I hate everyone.
- Thanks.
- Sure.
Um, the front door needs a key.
Um, can't find the key.
I can walk you out the back?
It's so crazy how no one even suspected
Piper, right? That's what everyone says.
You know, that's what they say.
Hey! Who did that?
Some moron must've snuck in...
Get out of the booth, idiot!
We're closed!
The keys, the keys!
We have to get out of here.
Someone's wearing
the mask and he's trying to...
Audrey! Audrey! Hey!
Audrey! Audrey!
She stabbed me.
She stabbed me!
What? Oh, my God! What did you do?
You're alive?
It was a prank!
- What?
- A prank, a prank!
Get up, get up. You're okay. Get up.
Come on, come on. Get up, get up.
You'll be okay. It's okay. Get up.
Scream - S02E01
I Know What You Did Last Summer
Behind the tape, please.
Is he okay?
Him? He's got a small puncture wound.
The strappy thing holding his camera
deflected the blade just enough.
He's going to be fine,
and you seem fine, too.
So, I think we're just about done here.
She gets a license to kill
'cause she shot Piper?
I know you're new here, officer,
and from a big city, or whatever...
Actually, I'm from Lakewood originally.
Then, you should know,
around here, someone gets stabbed,
- someone gets arrested.
- Uh, that's not true.
- Plus, you two attacked me.
- It was a joke!
- Less of a crime, more of a Tosh.0 clip.
- Right.
So, goofball assault
versus desperate act of self-defense.
Desperate act of self-defense wins.
And you were live streaming, so
she's got evidence to win a civil suit.
My advice... walk away.
Audrey just broke
the Internet, again.
Yeah, and not a word to Emma.
Okay? It's her first night back.
We don't want to freak her
into another meltdown.
She probably already saw it. My phone
has been blowing up for, like, an hour.
Hey! I've got our Internet hero.
Oh! That was awesome, bi-otch. Up high.
Yeah, get this out
of your system now, Jake.
There's no post-gaming
when Emma gets here.
Not a word, Jake, not a word!
She just texted.
She'll be here in a minute.
Sandalwood, a hint of citrus...
Someone's very excited
to see Emma this evening.
- Beer in the fridge?
- Yes, please!
You're a tough bitch, Audrey.
I thought they broke up.
They did, sorta. It's complicated.
But you and I are going to have
to find another crash pad
for "Brooke and Jake's special time."
Well, my parents fly out
to Mexico tomorrow morning.
Maybe you could come by before school?
Hm, I have a better idea.
That's her.
Come on, get ready.
Light the candle.
- Hey, Em.
- Hey.
Welcome back.
What's taking so long out there?
Jake, shut up!
- Are you wearing cologne?
- Maybe.
NOAH, JAKE: Hey!
- Welcome home, girl interrupted!
- Tact.
No, it's a compliment
'cause Angelina's hot.
Guys, it's okay.
I had some issues and I dealt with them.
And, now, I'm back here because
I want to get back to normal.
Okay? It would really suck if you guys
started acting all weird around me.
It's really good to have you home.
I love you.
- It's so good to have you back.
- Hey!
So, how long are they gonna
let you live here on your own?
My aunt Tina's supposed to check
on me once a week, but she's a flake.
I haven't seen her in a month.
Thank you for tonight.
And for keeping in touch.
It means a lot.
We said we were still friends.
What friends don't write, right?
I told my mom I was spending the night
at Audrey's house, but...
- Just stick around here.
- Yeah.
- We could...
- Talk.
Cool.
Uh, pay no attention to
the incredibly awkward entrance
by the gawky comic relief guy
with zero timing.
It's a school night.
We should wrap this puppy up.
Noah Foster, killer of parties.
Well, at least some things
are how I left them.
It's your first night back,
so I'll let that one slide...
- If...
- If what?
If you let me interview you for my podcast.
You're the only one of the Lakewood Six
- who hasn't been on it yet.
- The Lakewood Six?
Yeah, that's what everyone's
been calling us recently.
I coined it, actually.
It caught on pretty quick.
It's not genius or anything,
but it's catchy.
Noah, I have to let all of that stuff go.
I get it. It's just...
that was the biggest thing
that ever happened to us.
Yeah, and the worst.
You know, to be honest,
I have never listened to your podcast.
Sorry.
- Hello?
- How was the party?
You too can menace girls for just 99 cents
with this nifty voice modulator app.
- You're funny.
- I'm really just bored.
Don't hang up on me! I was nice enough
to wait until you were alone.
Thought you could get away with murder,
didn't you? Well, you can't.
Did you like the feeling
of that ice pick in your hand?
- Do you like being a creeper?
- I like torturing you.
After what you did, you deserve it.
Looks like those two
at the movie theater
met up on the comment section
of my podcast.
Yet another reason to reconsider
inheriting a psycho killer's web legacy.
Hey! The Morgue is not her podcast.
I'm just co-opting her listeners.
Right now, I'm using it to help figure out
exactly who those pranksters were.
- So, be grateful.
- The girl's name is Hayley,
and she apparently goes to our school,
but how are you doing this?
They got into a back-and-forth
with a bunch of nasty trolls,
who thought it'd be real funny
to spook the local hero: you.
The thread begins with...
"Let's show the world Audrey
Jensen isn't much of a bad-ass."
And that would be a fail.
The funny thing is,
the guy who instigated the whole thing
didn't even show up.
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- Wow.
- Never read the comment section.
I just think it's hilarious.
What, you're putting this
on the murderboard?
They wore Brandon James masks
and attacked you,
one of the two survivor girls
who ended Piper's rampage.
Can't you see? It's all connected.
Look, Noah, you are officially obsessed.
Okay? And I'm sorry
that this got you so worked up.
Get some sleep.
Sleep is overrated.
You know what's better than breaking
into school for night swimming?
Sneaking in for skinny dipping.
I'm scandalized.
My dad will turn into a walking
after school special...
if I get home too late.
Then, why don't you make it up to me?
Be my date to the
Lakewood Days Carnival.
You can't hide me forever.
Well, I wouldn't have to...
if you hadn't blackmailed my dad.
- He moved a dead body.
- He hates you.
And, as pathetic as that is, there's less
than nothing I can do to change that.
'Cause you don't have the lady balls
to do anything about it.
- Lady balls? Ew.
- Do you know what I think?
You enjoy this sneaking around,
like how you did with Mr. Branson.
Dick. You know,
I can't believe
for one brain-dead second
I actually thought that this could work.
It can't.
We're done.
Fine! Walk away.
'Cause you know what? Jake's got a plan.
I'm going to prove you wrong,
and your dad's going to love me.
And you know what? That's
two birds, one Jake, baby!
And when you find out,
you're gonna come crawling back!
- Good luck with that.
- You'll see.
I love you.
I know I broke things off really suddenly.
I just...
...had to get away from everything.
You don't need to explain that to me.
I really missed you guys.
- I really missed you.
- I missed you too, Emma.
I feel safe with you.
- It's okay. It's all okay.
- I'm so sorry.
- Can we just sleep?
- Of course.
Kieran?
All right, Brooke.
Time for the Jake to prove you wrong.
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Oink, oink, oink, oink, oink...
Help!
Oh, no... No, no, no...
You said would spend a night at Audrey's
and when you weren't there,
I was scared.
I'm sorry. I was just having fun.
I know kids lie to their parents
about stuff, but you don't do that.
It's not you. You've always
been honest with me.
Yeah, well, everything is
a little bit different now.
Look, last night... it was your first
night home after three months,
and I was happy to let you
be with your friends, but...
This morning, I wanted to do something
nice for your first day back at school.
When I couldn't find you, it kinda felt
like you were running away from me.
I... I guess I was, a little.
- I want to change that.
- I hope we can.
I don't know, Mom.
Okay? I have to go to school.
You took that guy down, Audrey!
We watched it, like, 20 times!
Oh, wow! Maybe I could
stab you, too? Morons.
It's a new extension of your celebrity.
You were already a hero.
Now, you're an Internet hero.
It's an exponential leap.
You always find the silver lining.
Okay, I've got a good one.
My down-low affair
with Jake Fitzgerald is officially over.
- What? Since when?
- Last night.
You okay?
Let's just not with the concern
and the feelings.
I'm only telling you 'cause
Jake's going to tell you anyway,
and I probably come off
really bad in his version.
- How's Jake?
- Wrong question.
- Anyone seen Emma?
- She's on her way.
Maggie found out she spent
the night at Kieran's.
Ugh, Maggie drama.
It's her first day back to school since
the infamous meltdown.
The last thing she needs is more tension.
- Hey!
- Emma!
- You look fantastic! Fantastic!
- So good! Wow!
Wow. All right. Enough
with the eggshells. Let's go.
Hey... you good?
Yeah!
I'm fine.
- So, it was a complete breakup?
- Fast and painless.
- It wasn't painless.
- Oh, please. It was time.
New subject. How was
last night with Kieran?
I haven't seen him all day.
Does that answer your question?
I don't know.
We fell asleep together, and then...
I woke up and found him
curled up on the couch.
Kind of adorable. Kind of sad.
Yeah, more sad.
And I texted him to apologize,
and all he did was respond with,
"Ha-ha."
Then, nothing. I don't know.
I guess I thought I could
hit the reset button and start all over.
Well, boys are not iPhones.
I wish they were.
- Hey, Em. Welcome back.
- Hey, Zoe.
Hey, Sigmund and Sigmunda Freuds!
Anyway, did everyone enjoy
the reading assignment?
- Noah's got a little crush.
- Really? You liked it? I didn't.
I thought it was dull. I mean, mesocortical
dopaminergic pathways are fine and good,
but how does psychology
relate to our living lives?
That's what turns me on, and that's
what I want to turn you guys onto.
Let's think outside the textbook.
Emma! Good to have you back.
What part of psychology would
be helpful to you in your life?
- Uh... dream analysis?
- Excellent.
Why do we dream? Why do dreams matter?
Why would that psycho skill
evolve with us?
Phantasmata and dreams help us process
our leftover fear and anxiety.
It's, like, the garbage disposal
of the psyche.
Nice, Zoe. Dreams are personal, right?
So, let's make it personal. How about
what this town has been through?
Is it giving any of us nightmares?
Scary but necessary.
We are churning through
what holds us back.
- Just like A Nightmare on Elm Street.
- Seriously, Noah?
A movie about a knife-fingered psycho
slashing kids in their dreams?
- It's necessary?
- The only way for Nancy
to face Freddy and learn the truth
is through her nightmares.
Scary but necessary.
But do we actually need horror
movies like we need our dreams?
They work the same way. Maybe that's
why the dream motif is so constant.
And here he goes.
Movies like Dreamscape,
Elm Street, Bad Dreams...
Taking subconscious fears and externalizing
them is what horror is all about.
You go to the movies,
it ends, the lights come up,
and then, everybody goes home
feeling better.
Or they go home to the horror
of their actual lives.
Now, this is the kind of dialogue...
He's new. Sheriff's son.
Super creepy.
Let's continue on this. I want you all
to start keeping a dream journal.
Keep them by your bed.
In case you
want to talk through stuff.
So, when we're talking about dreams
and we're referring
to the id, ego, and super-ego,
does anybody know which one of those
three the dream analysis will fall under?
- Anybody?
- Zoe!
You got what Miss Lang was saying
about paradoxical sleep, right?
Yeah, isn't it fascinating?
I mean, it's, like, in direct opposition
to the hypnagogic sensation
theory we studied last week.
Is it? I wouldn't know.
I wasn't there for that class,
or a lot of other classes, actually.
Um, I was wondering, would you
mind helping me catch up?
Yeah, totally, but are you sure
you don't want Noah or someone
else to help you out with that?
I think he has ulterior motives
regarding his podcast, so...
Besides, you're one of the few people
at this school who doesn't stare.
Okay, yeah, I'm in.
Hey! I haven't heard from you
since this morning.
- It was fun.
- I'm sorry.
I saw you on the couch.
I hope I didn't weird you out.
I didn't want to wake you. That's all.
I'll see you later.
Yeah.
- You're too focused on the ending.
- I'm sorry?
I'm talking about your horror
viewpoint from psych class.
It's too basic. You read Hack/Slash?
Bedlam? Nailbiter?
Comic books.
Horror comic books. Take
Madder Red from Bedlam.
We're not sure if he's a hero
or still a blood-lusting freak.
Could be both. Every issue has a
twist leading to a cliff hanger.
The dramatic conundrum
keeps generating bloodshed.
And there's always another issue...
and another...
Kinda like Lakewood.
Killing never ends.
I agree. That is a broader perspective.
That never happens to me.
- So, this happened.
- Uh, what exactly?
It's no big deal.
It's just another stupid prank
- and I should ignore it, right?
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Ignoring anything is certain death.
We should go to the cops, immediately.
No, no, no. Noah, I don't want to go...
I just wanted... Noah, come
back here with my phone!
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I get it. It's scary.
You're a local hero.
It increases your street cred, but
makes people want to mess with you.
I know what you're thinking. It's
probably the pranksters from last night.
Which is probably right.
This is a stupid waste of time.
They called late in the night.
They keep texting.
- It's more than just a prank.
- Hey!
Why don't you get your friend a soda?
Oh, okay. Yes, sir. Right away.
He wants to file a report,
but it's not up to him.
Re-read this. If you want
to file it, you sign it.
I'm going to get a refill.
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You know, that clip
is still blowing up.
We could use that digital
influence and my podcast
to crowdsource
and find the caller ourselves.
Stop, Noah! Just stop.
Have you ever thought that maybe it's
your stupid, crazy podcast that did this?
Crazy? The Morgue? You've been on
it, like, seven times already.
Yeah, but maybe it's time to stop
obsessing over these murders.
It was just a crank call, Noah.
Let's go.
Piper is dead.
We shot her. That movie's over.
Roll credits.
Leave the freaking theater.
****
You know you can admit
that you miss Jake, right?
I'm pissed that he turned into the
kind of guy that made me care.
He's been MIA all day.
- He's torturing me.
- He really made you care?
He changed, Em. He stepped up.
You were gone. My dad was going
through all this legal crap.
Jake was kind of my rock.
It's hard to imagine Jake
being anybody's rock.
A lot changed since you were away.
Life went limping on.
You should be glad you have Kieran.
He really missed you.
Yeah, I think my freak-out
really freaked him out.
He's been dodging me all day.
Last night, it was like he thought
I was going to break or something.
I don't know. Maybe he just
sees me as the broken girl,
and he's just not up for it.
We're all breakable, Emma.
At least you had therapy.
The rest of us just partied
the crazy away.
You're probably
the strongest one of us all.
- No, not Kieran. He's granite.
- Trust me, he's breakable.
Kieran doesn't go into his dad's room.
That's how breakable he is.
He just hides all that stuff.
You both do. You're both a mess.
Now, grab me a trash bag.
You get one teddy bear. One!
- This is absurd. Take your pick.
- Okay, I got the point.
Romero-thon tonight. Are you in?
Or are you still pissed?
Nah. Figured I'd turn in, you know?
Get my dream journal on.
Okay, still pissed.
So, I might have gotten a little
yell-y scream-y earlier.
You only get that mad
when you know that I'm right.
Shut up and walk me
through the murderboard.
And we're back. That text at school today
was your most recent contact, right?
- That's right.
- Okay, here's that text.
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And, over here, I've included the comments
of the third prankster from my podcast.
Note the parallel verbiage,
the repeated phrases.
Uh, bad-ass, killer, bloodletter.
Too close for coincidence.
I'd wager that your texter and the
third prankster are one and the same.
So, some demented troll with a
grudge is out to catfish me?
Or this demented troll, as you rightly
put it, was Piper's accomplice.
There was no accomplice.
I disagree.
I think someone helped Piper,
and I think they're still out there.
I think that this prank and those calls
may lead us to that person.
- I was stupid.
- No, you weren't.
I was. It was dumb to think that we
could just pick up where we left off
and act like nothing ever happened.
- That's what I was going for.
- Yeah, I know.
Because we both tend to act like
we're fine when we're totally not.
- We should stop.
- Yeah.
We should.
We could help each other.
Talk about it.
Your dad... my mom...
That'd be good.
We do that and...
Who knows? We could...
Get normal?
Get better.
People call me a final girl, but
we're all final girls in Lakewood.
- And final boys.
- Right, because we survived.
And, now, we're here to help each other
find... find a way to get back to normal.
The final thoughts
of one of Lakewood's final kids.
This is Noah Foster and you're
listening to The Morgue.
Holy frack! That was brilliant!
Good, because that's
all you're going to get.
Uh, I didn't know what you would think
about it. I hope it doesn't freak you out.
Audrey... hell, everyone thinks
it's kind of obsessive.
Well, it kind of is.
Everybody has their way of dealing
with what we went through.
Yeah.
- Noah, what is this?
- That's a pig farm.
Pretty sure it belongs to Troy
James, Brandon's brother.
Weird. Where is it?
Screw you, stupid lock!
No! No, please!
Please, no! No, no! No!
No! No!
Please! No!
Okay, this is not the mall, Em.
Well, I wasn't gonna tell Noah
that I was having nightmares
about a pig farm
that belonged to the James family,
and I was not coming here alone.
Yeah, but we couldn't have
done this in the daylight?
Or tomorrow? Or, you know, never?
I just need to figure this out.
I'm just gonna take a quick look.
Make sure it's the same one
from my dreams.
And then, we can go.
Promise.
Emma, I just...
Brooke, I've had nightmares
about this place
since I was little.
I need to see it.
- Wouldn't you?
- No, actually.
Why am I dreaming about this place?
Okay, you wanted to see
the creepy barn. You saw it.
Now, let's get out of here.
Is somebody living in that house?
What are you doing? No, no!
No! No!
It's not my time to die!
No! Die!
Screw you! Screw you!
No! No!
No, no, no!
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Dear Piper...
Lakewood is evil...
I think we could work together...
teach them a lesson...
You and me... I don't even care
if you're one of them...
They need to know what
it's really like... We're outcasts...
make them pay... Your friend, Audrey...
Your friend... Your friend...
Your friend...
All those love letters
written with your dirty hands.
You and Piper had quite the thing
going, didn't you, killer?
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Is anybody home?
- Hello?
- What are you doing? No, no, no.
Hello?
I'm sorry to barge in.
I'm looking for Troy James.
Emma!