Scream: The TV Series (2015–…): Season 3, Episode 4 - Ports in the Storm - full transcript

Following Ghostface's latest, bloody game, the Deadfast Club fractures; When their tormentor puts them to another test, each member of the group is forced to choose who they trust the most.

- Please, please.
- I thought it was me you want?

What I want is to find
out what happened to that Halloween night.

- I left my twin brother to die.
- Help me!

Come on, we both know
what you really want from me.

- Kym, don't start, please.
- Right, listen to your gay BFF.

BFF!

The gay is always silent.

I wanna know the truth
about what happened.

He's right here
where I buried him.

Man, a fool in a mask is
running around killing people!

'Cause of decisions
me and you made.



Dad?

Stay away from Liv
if you know what's good for you.

No.

- No.
- Manny! No!

That's a lovely hymn, but...

I don't really think Manny
would be into that.

You think the choir can sing
something a little more Alicia Keys-y?

I'll take a look.

After the mass, we'll head to the
cemetery for the Rite of Committal.

- Excuse me.
- Yeah.

Is that what he's wearing?

We picked out his best suit.

What about the shoes?

He hardly ever wore those.



That's because
he didn't wanna scuff them.

They were his favorites.

I'm not sure it's appropriate.

Okay, then what about this?
Georgia Tech colors.

He sent out
his application last week.

He was so nervous.

I'm sorry.
I'll get you a glass of water.

Let me do that.
Can you take this to your aunt?

Gracias.

How you holding up?

A Catholic mass?

A stuffy suit?
This is all wrong.

His family's doing their best.

Manny's been a latchkey kid
since grade school.

But sure,
now they're here for him.

Now that he's gone.

Everybody grieves
in their own way, Kym.

We gotta let them do this
the way they want.

But what about Manny?

What about what Manny wants?

They're pretty, huh?

Until they wither and die.
Then they're just...

- gone.
- Hey, hey.

Come here.

Everything will be okay.

You don't know that.

Whatever it takes,
I'll keep you safe.

I'mma do it.

But from who?

I still feel like it has to be
one of us that's doing this.

That's still just a theory.

Come on, we gotta head back soon
before we're late for practice.

I'm really so glad you guys came.
Would have meant a lot to Manny.

I think I needed it, too.

Manny was one of us.

We ain't gonna forget him.

I was expecting the killer
to show up and try to scare us.

Maybe they did.

I'm sure whoever it is
is watching us and enjoying it.

They're probably closer
than we think.

Liv, now ain't the time.

No. Liv's right.

What's that?

"Friends don't matter
if you're dead,

so pick one of them
to die instead."

There's more on the back.

"You have until 7:00 p.m.
No cops. Snitches die!"

How long have you had this?

It came with some white lilies
right before y'all showed up.

- But why not tell us earlier?
- Because today is Manny's day.

I don't wanna ruin that.

The killer wants us
to choose who dies?

He's trying to turn us
against each other,

but we can't let that happen.

We gotta stick together, y'all.

- Not if it's one of us doing this.
- One of us?

I know you're not suggesting
that I could've killed Manny.

It's just a theory.

You seem to have
a lot of theories lately, Liv.

Do you think the killer
could've done something like

slash Kym's tire?

Because Amir told me you
did that.

Hold up. You did that?

I was trying
to protect you guys.

Deion and I didn't want
anyone following us.

I am so sorry.

You could've just told us
to hang back.

Instead, you left us stranded

like a bunch of sitting ducks
for that psycho?

Now my best friend is dead
because of you.

And what, you were trying
to help protect us?

Look, fighting ain't gonna bring
Manny back, okay?

Liv didn't know what
the killer was planning, Kym.

Knew enough to get out of Dodge
before Hookman got gutted.

You said you couldn't find her,
right, Deion?

Because I was looking for Amir.
He disappeared.

Because I was trying to help
Beth, and Kym and Manny, too.

Don't try to pin this on me.

Ghostface almost got Beth and I

when we were at the school
to trap Shane.

Yeah. And you know
who wasn't there that night?

Liv.

I was at home, okay?

My dad wouldn't let me out
of the house.

Your cop dad.
I'm guessing he doesn't know

his baby girl's being stalked
by a serial killer,

or else the whole department would
be up the killer's ass by now.

Oh, do any of your parents know?

Kym tried to go to the police.
It didn't get us anywhere.

Exactly.

And until they get
their asses in gear,

we're gonna have to handle this
by ourselves.

I can't think of a way to square
this without putting anybody at risk,

so everybody text my name.

- Deion, no, that...
- No, look...

Ghostface has been after me
since the jump.

- This is between me and him.
- Or her.

- It could be a her, too, right?
- Totally.

Screw this.

I got more important things
to worry about, like Manny.

Y'all do what y'all want.
I'm not playing this stupid game.

Hey, Kym, come on.

Maybe Kym's right.
Maybe we shouldn't play.

If Ghostface is trying
to split us up,

then that's how we fight back.

No one text anything.

We all good with that?

Cool. And that's how
we gonna beat him.

I can't believe
they think it's me.

No, they just scared.

And I am, too.

I'm pretty sure
any one of those guys

would sell me out
to save their own asses.

Then maybe you should just talk
to your dad about all this.

- I can't.
- Why not?

Even if he did believe me,

we don't have any more evidence
to give him than Kym did.

The only thing
he'd be able to do

is keep me from seeing
any of you again.

From seeing you again.

You don't think I'm doing this,
do you?

- No, no, no. Hey. No, no, no. Look, look, look.
- Please tell me you don't.

I don't. All right?

I don't think that about you
or anybody else in our group,

no matter how much Ghostface
wants me to think that.

I trust you.

Okay.

- You think we can trust the others?
- Hell, no.

- Do you?
- I don't know.

I want to.

I mean...

like, if no one texts a name,
won't the killer be pissed?

I don't know. I'm still trying
to figure out the killer's game.

But if he or she thinks

that one of us is gonna give up
a name,

maybe there's something to it.

Well, I promise
I won't sell you out.

You're never gonna
survive this thing

by looking out for me.

You need to worry
about yourself.

But I'm into you, Beth.

Thought I made that clear
out in the boonies.

You're not the worst person

in the world, either.

But that mushy stuff

is a perfect distraction
for a killer

that's just waiting for us
to drop our guard.

So maybe it's better
if you just stay away

until all this is over.

Yellow 20! Yellow 20, hut!

That's what I'm talking about,
Elliot.

That's what I'm talking about.

Whoo, yeah, Deion took them
by surprise

by actually showing up.

You know
what'd take me by surprise?

If you ran those chicken legs
like you run your mouth. Go again.

Look, Blue China 41, left set.

Hawkins, eyes up.
Ball's coming your way.

I don't want your pity play.

- Yo, what's up with you, man?
- Man, what's up with you?

You've been skipping practices
while we all here working.

I know, and I'm sorry.

I had some personal stuff
to deal with

that I had to take care of,
but I'm here now, all in.

- We're a team, right?
- Yeah.

You, too, man.

On three.

One, two, three!

Reapers!

Draw, draw!

What's up with that?

- Hold it!
- What?

Elliot, where the hell
are you going, man?

- Come on!
- Elliot!

Don't worry
about the scoreboard.

Get your ass back here. D!

- Hello?
- Hey, Deion.

- Hey, did you get my text?
- Yeah, I saw.

Someone was picked.

- Yeah, did you do it?
- Hell, no!

I told you I wasn't playing.

Okay, look, I'm just trying
to figure out what happened.

Trying to figure out if I
texted Liv's name, you mean.

- She make you call and ask me?
- Wha... No!

If you're asking anybody
questions, it should be your girl.

Okay? I mean, what you really
know about her anyway?

Besides the fact
you wanna get all up on that?

All right, Kym, look,
that ain't got nothing to do with it.

No judgment. I'm just saying
maybe Liv's clouding yours.

Look, where you at, huh?
Somewhere safe?

Yeah.

I'm with Manny's family.

What about you?

I'm just keeping my head
down for now.

As long as you're staying
far away from Liv.

Just hit me up
if anything happens, all right?

Mm-hmm.

So, was it her?

- She said she didn't do it.
- Do you believe her?

Yeah.

Then that only leaves
two people.

I don't know about you, but...

I'd feel a lot safer
if I was with someone I trusted.

I would, but I...
I gotta do some stuff.

- Yeah.
- Well, you know where I'm at.

Yeah. Thank you for the ride.
Uh, text me when you get home.

Uh... hi. I'm looking for Beth.

Oh, wow, Beth, you look awesome.

I just got out of the shower.

- And normally I look...?
- Different.

Also awesome.

You... You have a hearse
in your driveway.

Yeah.

This is a funeral home,

and it's my home, too.

That actually explains a lot.

What are you doing here?

Someone got picked.

Yeah, I saw.

So, I was thinking we could
look out for each other?

Did what I tell you
go right through your donut hole

and out the other side?

It's not a good idea.

Neither is going home.

Or to work or school.

Nowhere is safe.

So, if it's all the same, I'd...

rather take my chances with you.

- Hey.
- What's up?

Can we talk in private?

Don't worry about Rick.
Rick cool.

Ain't you, Rick?

So what you need?

Why don't you tell me
what's going on?

And I can handle it.

I don't want you
getting mixed up in it.

If you mixed up in it,
then I'm mixed up in it.

You said I'm the only brother
you got, right?

So you can keep struggling by
yourself or you can let me help.

You're watching horror movies
at a time like this?

I'm looking for clues, patterns.

Because we have to figure out
what's next, Amir.

Find the next plot twist
so we can stay one step ahead.

Well, if any of that involves me
staying away from you,

you can forget it.

Look...

I don't want anything bad to
happen to you because of me.

We all have roles to play
in this.

You might be the nice guy,
but...

I'm the bitch.

Good for a few quips,

maybe a boob flash, and then...

I'm the one
that everybody wants to see die.

And they cheer
when it happens, like...

when that wheelchair dude gets
carved up in Texas Chainsaw.

But that won't happen to me

because you won't let it.

I mean, you know everything
about this stuff.

No.

I act like I do.

Trying to be all cool
and collected,

like watching these movies
means I know exactly

what's gonna happen next, but...

this is real life.

And the truth is

I'm just as lost
and terrified as you are.

Hey. It's okay.

Just because I don't know
what's coming next

doesn't mean
I'm not gonna fight back.

You got an extra one for me?

Keep it. You're right.

Nowhere is safe.

Ghostface could've got you
working your shift alone.

I got ahead of him on that one.

Or he could be lying in
wait for Kym

outside Manny's place.

What about Liv?

I mean, she's the new girl.

She's obsessed with Deion.

And, I mean, she's been MIA
any time I've seen the killer.

You really think
Liv's Ghostface?

She said it was one of us,
didn't she?

But if she's the killer,
she wouldn't hurt Deion, right?

She seems so into him.

That's what makes him
the easiest target of all.

You see, Deion thinks
he's the hero of this story,

so all you gotta do
is tug at his heartstrings.

Tell him somebody's in danger,

a damsel in distress
who needs his help.

Or so he thinks.

- What are you doing here?
- Taking your advice.

Decided that I'd feel much safer

if I was with somebody
that I trusted.

She'd lull him
into a false sense of security

with some "woe is me" sob story.

My dad has always been
an intense guy,

but it's gotten so much worse
since he and my mom split.

Then she'd compliment him,
feed his ego,

make him feel wanted.

I'm glad you came.

I know I said
we can't trust anyone, but...

I've always felt safe with you.

Well, good.

I want you to feel safe with me.

- Then, when his guard is down...
- She stabs him in the heart.

No. When his guard is down,
she...

You sure you wanna do this now?

I'm tired of feeling scared.

I just wanna feel normal,

just for five minutes.

Trust me, I can give you
more than five minutes.

- What, just like that?
- Why not? It's just sex.

She has to get him when he's at his most
vulnerable before she can go in for the kill.

And you wanna know
the worst part about it all?

He never sees it coming.

Looking for this?

It's not what
I normally listen to, but...

- it's pretty cool.
- Yeah.

Now listen to this one.

Was that the boogeyman?

I do believe it was.

This is awesome. It sounds like

it's from a soundtrack
or something.

Well, I sampled some audio from some
of those horror movies you mentioned.

- Wait, you... You made this?
- And the first one.

Other stuff, too, but, yeah,
this one was just for you.

I call it "Beth metal."

Your stuff's really good.

Does everybody know
you make music?

No. I guess I was afraid
of what people would think.

But then Ghostface showed up,

and suddenly what people thought
of me wasn't so scary anymore.

Not when I could die
at any time.

Well, that was always technically true.

I guess
what I'm trying to say is

if this is all the life
I have to live,

why not go out with a bang?

Dance with me.

Five months
and a hundred blocks.

I used to clown you
for not thinking big enough.

Now it seems so far away.

I didn't forget about
what we talked about.

I hang out at your spot...

pouring out some nasty-ass
kombucha for the homie.

I know you deserve something
bigger and better than this.

But mostly you deserve
a better friend than me.

I was supposed
to have your back, ride or die.

I shouldn't have left you and
you shouldn't have came after me.

If I could change what I did,
I would.

But you wouldn't...

because that's the kind
of friend you were.

You never turned your back
on your friends,

no matter what they... I did.

Even now...

you'd be telling me to give
those fools another chance

instead of hiding up here.

Are you laughing at me?

- Come here. Just... Just relax.
- Fine.

You got me.

I can't dance.

Point for the nerd.

How many points
until I level up?

Hmm.
Feels like you already have.

Uh, wait.
Maybe we shouldn't do this.

- I'm sorry if I was...
- No. No. It's... It's not that.

It's just having sex
with a killer on the loose.

- Wait. We're gonna have sex?
- Yeah.

I mean, I just don't wanna get busy, and
then get, like, an arrow to the neck or...

You'll be safe tonight,
I promise.

I hope you're this weird in bed.

Why would you bring this here?

I brought it
so I can protect us.

What you doing
going through my bag?

I tripped over it and nearly broke my toe.
That's when I found it.

Well, I found this.

Suddenly it's not so cool for
people to go through your stuff.

- It was a vigil, so I sent flowers.
- Yeah, white lilies?

Kym said that the note Ghostface
sent came with white lilies.

I would never send that note.

You can't think I'm the killer.

I don't know
what to think no more.

But I know somebody
just stabbed me in the back.

If I'm going down,
I'm doing it Manny style.

Hawkins?

You're Ghostface?

Man, what the hell
is a Ghostface?

Never mind.

What are you doing here?

The same thing as you,
I'm guessing.

Manuel showed you his spot?

I didn't know
y'all was cool like that.

Yeah, nobody did.

Oh. Oh.

Kind of kept it between us,
you know?

That's where we'll keep it.

Cool.

He was a good dude.

The best.

Uh, if you wanna...

I only brought one cup,
but I'll take the bottle.

I'm good. I mean...

I won't be good for a while,
but...

Yeah, I feel you.

Damn.

You good? I'd stay, but...

I got friends I gotta deal with.

Hey, Kym.

He really did love you,
you know.

Why would someone pick you?
Why...

- I don't know. Just give me the gun so I can go.
- What? No.

Ghostface is out there
looking for you.

You're safer here.

- I don't know about that.
- Deion.

Neither one of us is safe
if I'm here,

so I'm just gonna go.

I can't let you do that.

What you gonna do to stop me?

- Dad!
- Liv! Come on! No!

- Dad?
- Just let me go!

- What's going on?
- He has a gun.

What? Hands on the desk, Elliot.

Now!

You have no idea

- what's going on, okay?
- Shut up.

Liv, please tell him.

How long this gonna take?

I left my bag
at your place, man.

It's got my phone,
my wallet, my keys.

You won't need that stuff
where we're going.

Isn't the precinct that way?

Somebody texted Deion's name.

- Did it say who it was?
- No.

- You think it was Kym or Liv?
- I don't know.

Whoever it was, it's pretty cowardly to
do it behind everyone's back like that.

Maybe it was just
self-preservation.

Oh, my God.

It was you.

Let's go.

- You know where we are?
- Bear Park.

Pretty nice during the day,
but not so much at night, huh?

You're young, Deion.

You might not see yet
that a lot of people only act

like they are
who they say they are.

Nobody wants
to show you their dark side.

Sometimes you don't see it
till it's too late.

What are you gonna do?

What I should do is write you up
for having that gun,

but I'm just trying
to look out for you.

What? Why are we here?

I wanna talk to you about Liv.

I thought you was gonna kill me.

For messing around
with my daughter?

- You said to stay away from her.
- Not for her sake.

For yours.

What do you mean?

Her mom and I got divorced
earlier this year.

Liv took it pretty hard.

Hard like how?

Acting out in destructive ways.

Things that made me think
she's maybe a little...

unstable.

You seen anything
like that from her?

Maybe.

Can we head back now?

You see something?

Stay here.

No. No. Trust me.
You do not wanna do that.

I'll be right back.

Look, I-I wouldn't do that
if I were you.

Tripped.

It's damn dark out there.

- So you didn't see anybody?
- Nothing.

Let him go!

Oh, shit.

Dude, hey, hey.
Hey, wake up. Wake up.

Hey, wake... Shit.

Hello? I... I need help.

There's a officer down,
Officer Reynolds.

He's still breathing,
but he's hurt bad.

We received another
call about this incident.

Units are headed
to your location.

Who is this?

Hello? You there? Repeat.

Beth, hold up. I can explain.

I don't get why you would text
Deion's name

and then why
you would say that you hadn't.

I don't know. I was...

I was scared, okay?
For you, for both of us.

Me? You did this for me?

I was trying to protect you.

I thought if I texted someone's
name, we'd both be safe.

And I only texted Deion's name
because he said we should.

Amir, this is exactly why I said
nobody needs to have my back.

- Did you get this text, too?
- We got it all wrong.

- How?
- Ghostface said he wanted us to pick somebody to die, right?

He didn't say he was gonna kill
whoever was chosen.

"Snitches die."

- I'm a snitch.
- Relax.

Nobody knows you're here, right?
So maybe you're safe.

- It's Liv.
- Don't answer.

Amir, are you there?
We need to talk.

Liv? Liv, where you at?

Amir, listen to me.

You have to tell me
where you are.

I'm, uh... at my house.

I was just at your house.

Your parents said you're at the
library, which is closed.

What were you doing at my house?

I think Beth texted
Deion's name to the killer.

Beth wouldn't do that.
I-I mean, she didn't.

How do you know?

- Because it was me.
- What?

But I think Deion's okay

because I got another text
from the killer

saying "Snitches die."

- Oh, my God, Amir, where are you?
- I don't wanna tell.

What? Why? You don't
seriously think I'm the killer,

- do you?
- I don't know.

I can call
my dad's precinct for help.

Are you with Beth?

Amir? Hello?

We need to go, now.

Shh.

Ghostface.

- No one is out there.
- What? No.

- No, I just saw him.
- Try to calm down.

Amir, I'm telling you
we're in serious trouble here.

Go, go.

This is my fault.
You need to go get help.

What? No.
I'm not leaving you here.

Quick,
while he's distracted. Go!

Go!

Beth, wait up!

Oh, gosh.

Whew.

- Deion! You're okay.
- Kym!

When I seen that text,
I didn't know what to think.

Kym, what are you doing here?

I came to see if anyone knew
what the hell was going on.

I only called your phone
about a hundred times.

Liv, Beth, and Amir, too,

and not one of y'all answered
y'all phone.

Beth's house
just happened to be on the way.

Ghostface was just here.

- All right? You gotta go.
- No.

I'm done leaving my friends
when they need me.

You're stuck with me now.

You stay close.

This way.

- Where's that damn gun?
- What gun?

Deion,
I thought you were with my dad.

- About that, we need to talk.
- What are you guys all doing here?

- The killer was here.
- I know.

Amir sent me to get help,
so I ran and got my neighbors

to call the cops. Where is he?

- Oh, God. Amir?
- Beth, wait.

Stay right here.
I'll be right back

to take everybody's statement.

At least the police
finally on the case.

About time things came to light.

Yeah, maybe Liv can shine
some light on this.

- Where did you get that?
- Same as Ghostface.

Same as anyone
with a private number.

You didn't tell my dad
about this, did you?

No, I didn't.

But he did tell me
how you've been acting crazy

right before
Ghostface jumped him.

What? My dad was attacked?

- Why didn't you tell me?
- I tried to tell you.

I came back to your house,
but you wasn't even there.

I need to go.

The killer got to Liv's dad?

Liv's dad said she was crazy?

Yeah.

Found a receipt
at her house, too,

for those flowers that you got,
Kym,

but she say
she didn't write the note.

Of course the killer would say
that to throw us off their trail.

You think
she'd do her own dad like that?

She said
they wasn't getting along.

Liv was the only one

that knew I was with her dad
before he got stabbed.

- Deion Elliot, correct?
- Yeah.

What's going on? Where's Liv?

She's being transported
to the hospital

to go see her father.

What I need you to do
is drop that bag

and unzip your jacket.

What's up?

Miss Reynolds said
you knew about her father

being attacked
at Bear Park tonight.

So?

That incident wasn't made
public knowledge.

Your jacket.

Freeze! Get down!

- Get down! Get down! Get down!
- Look, it's not...

- Look... It's not, it's not...
- Get down! Get... Get...

It's not what it looks like.
I promise it's not...

Put your hands behind your back.

Hey, is he under arrest?

Good news, Mr. Elliot.

Good morning, gangster.

San Diego State's head coach
got in town late last night.

He's not interested
in recruiting you anymore.

We know who's behind that mask.

Ironic, isn't it? That
you're so sure you figured out who I am.

Come with me,
you'll get the answers you need.