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Scream VI Quotes

"New York. New rules."

R 2023 · 2h 3m
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A Deadly Game of Cat and Mouse
Samantha Carpenter You're gonna die, you know.
Ghostface No, you’re gonna die, Samantha, choking on your own blood when I hack up your sister.
Samantha Carpenter Unless we find you first.
Ghostface For a mastermind, you’re not very bright. Waiting for me to call, desperately hoping I’m nearby so the police can grab me? But I’m not nearby. I’m a step ahead. Be seeing you, Samantha.
[hangs up]
Confrontation and Resolution in Scream VI
Sam Carpenter You want me? So let's finish this.
Facing an Unrelenting Threat
Sam Carpenter He's going to keep coming after us. Maybe he gets to win this time.
Confronting Inner Darkness and Its Consequences
Sam Carpenter I had this secret. There's a darkness inside of me. It followed me here. And it's going to keep coming for us.
Uncertainty in Identifying the Restaurant's Color
Jason Carvey Okay, I think I'm on Hudson. Um, what color's the outside of the restaurant?
Laura Crane I think it's red.
Jason Carvey I don't see anything red.
Laura Crane I, um, I could be wrong. Let me just, um, let me go and have a little look see.
Jason Carvey Okay. Thank you.
Laura Crane Hang on. Yep, it's definitely red.
Jason Carvey Yeah, I don't see anything red here.
Laura Crane You sure you're on Hudson?
Jason Carvey Uh...oh, crap. I'm still a block over. Oh, it looks like there's an alley I can cut through. Is the restaurant near an alley?
Laura Crane Um... Yes, yes, there is an alley.
[notices a nearby alley]
Jason Carvey Oh, perfect. Okay. I'm coming down the alley.
Laura Crane I don't see you.
Jason Carvey Wait, really? Are you sure? Uh, there's some dumpsters about halfway down.
[Laura crosses the road and walks into the alley]
Laura Crane I see them, but I don't see you.
Jason Carvey Yeah, I don't see you either. This is...creepy, right?
Laura Crane Uh, a little bit.
Jason Carvey 20th century slashers, huh?
[chuckles]
Laura Crane Yeah. Are you sure you're walking towards Hudson?
Jason Carvey I'm sure. Oh, wait! I think I see you. Can you wave?
Laura Crane Can you see me?
[waves]
Jason Carvey Uh, the person I'm looking at isn't waving. They're just staring at me.
Laura Crane Are you sure?
Jason Carvey Okay, this is weird. Uh...now they're moving towards me.
Laura Crane Are you okay?
Jason Carvey Oh, shit. He's following me.
Laura Crane I don't see anybody.
[walks straight into the alley]
Jason Carvey Oh, shit! He's after me!
Laura Crane Where are you?
Jason Carvey He's got a knife! He's got a knife!
Laura Crane What? What?
Jason Carvey And that isn't the worst part! The worst part is...
Ghostface ...you teach a class about slashers, and you still walked into a dark alley...alone.
Laura Crane That's not funny.
Ghostface Ha. No. It’s not.
[Long beat]
Ghostface Now I see something red!
A Unique Ghostface Encounter
Kirby Reed This isn't like any other Ghostface.
Confrontation with Ghostface and Detective Bailey
Tara Now die a fucking virgin!
[Removes the knife from Ethan's mouth and cries at peace as Ethan falls to the ground]
Samantha Looks like you're down another brother. Always gotta shoot them in the head. Oh, fuck!
[taunting a stunned Quinn; Quinn becomes enraged and desperately tries to charge at Sam, only for Sam to fire her gun and fatally shoot Quinn in the head as Detective Bailey looks on in horror; Tries to fire one more bullet on Bailey, but the gun is empty]
Ghostface Hello, Detective Bailey. I’ve got one question for you.
Detective Wayne Bailey Oh, yeah? What's that?
Ghostface What’s your favorite scary movie?
Detective Wayne Bailey Favorite scary movie.
[chuckles]
Ghostface I’m asking, because you’re in one now. You’re in my movie.
Detective Wayne Bailey I see you've put on your true face, huh? Your birthright. Poetic that you're gonna die in it.
Ghostface This is what you wanted, isn’t it?
Detective Wayne Bailey Now you know the truth, huh? Murder's in your blood! Stop fucking around and SHOW YOURSELF!
Ghostface Be careful what you wish for.
Detective Wayne Bailey I'm a fucking police officer! How do you think this is going to go, Sam? Who do you think they're gonna believe, huh?!
Ghostface Probably the one who’s still alive.
Detective Wayne Bailey No! NO!!
Samantha My father was a murderer. No matter what you think, I'm better than that.
Detective Wayne Bailey Thank you. Thank you.
[becomes relieved, thinking that Sam is gonna spare him]
Samantha But you did fuck with our family, so...
Misunderstandings Between Friends and Ghostface
Jason Carvey I'm sorry, okay? I just got massive blue balls, and I had to practice. Please don't be mad. How mad are you?
Ghostface Oh...I'm not mad, Jason.
Jason Carvey Dude, you said we wouldn't use the voice on each other.
Ghostface We said a lot of things.
Jason Carvey This is...Greg, right?
Ghostface Who else would it be?
[chuckles]
Jason Carvey Where are you? I want to tell you about it. Oh, by the way, we should go to that frat party. Tara's going.
Ghostface What was it like?
Jason Carvey Not on the phone, man. And, seriously, turn off the fucking voice modulator.
Ghostface I'm just trying to get the voice right. You got to have your practice, I get mine.
Jason Carvey Whatever.
Ghostface Just tell me what it felt like. Then maybe I'll come out.
Jason Carvey Dude, I know you're not here.
Ghostface Humor me.
Jason Carvey All right, fine. It was even better than we ever could've imagined. When the knife went in here, it's like she wasn't human anymore, just an animal. And every time it went in, she was...less and less human. And then, she was...just meat.
[chuckles]
Ghostface But she wasn't just meat, Jason. She was a person, our film professor.
Jason Carvey Yeah, well...fuck her. She gave me a C-minus on my Giallo paper.
Ghostface Is that why you killed her? Because of the C-minus? Who's next here? The grade school vice principal?
Jason Carvey You know who's next. Why are you being like this?
Ghostface Come on, Jason. How long have we known each other?
Jason Carvey You tell me.
Ghostface Eight years. We met in Junior High, in Atlanta. I just want you to tell me why you think you're doing this, in your words.
Jason Carvey We're finishing Richie's film.
Ghostface That's right. By killing Sam and Tara.
Jason Carvey Why are you fucking with me? Why won't you tell me where you are?
Ghostface Why do you keep asking me that? I already told you. I'm here. Let's play a game. Do you know Warm or Colder? Come on. Find me, and then we'll go and cut up the Carpenter sisters.
[beat]
Jason Carvey Are you using the fucking cameras?
[flips the bird at a camera]
Ghostface Yeah, the cameras. And at that moment, you're very, very cold.
Jason Carvey All right, douchebag. Let's play.
Ghostface Cold. Heating up. Warmer. Warmer.
[Jason walks away from the bedroom; Jason approaches a closet]
Jason Carvey All right, you know what? This is stupid. I'm gonna hang up now.
Ghostface But you're getting warmer. Colder. Warmer. Warmer. You're on fire!
[Jason approaches the kitchen, and starts to walk away from it; Jason notices the fridge and slowly starts walking towards it; Jason prepares to open the fridge]
Jason Carvey Fuck!
[shocked]
Ghostface Do you feel like an animal, Jason? Like meat?
[Stabs him multiple times in the stomach]
Jason Carvey But...we have to finish the movie.
[falls to his knees]
Ghostface Who gives a fuck about movies?!
[Stabs Jason one more time, killing him]
Shared History Between Characters
Kirby Reed We share a certain history.
New Setting, New Challenges
Taglines New York. New rules.
Trust and Betrayal Among Friends
Kirby It's okay!
Sam Stay the fuck back!
Tara We know it's you, Kirby!
Kirby But one of them knocked me out!
Detective Wayne Bailey Kirby, stop! Get away from those girls!
Kirby What are you doing here?
Detective Wayne Bailey You killed Quinn? YOU KILLED MY DAUGHTER?!
Kirby JESUS CHRIST! Whatever he is saying, don't trust him! He's probably the killer!
[to Sam]
Detective Wayne Bailey Great job. Both of you.
[to the Ghostface next to him; Another Ghostface walks in and stands next to Wayne, showing that there are three killers behind the murders]
Tara Carpenter You?
Detective Wayne Bailey Yeah, of course, me. Frankly, I expected more from the two of you after what you did to us.
Tara Carpenter What do you mean "us"?
Detective Wayne Bailey Ta-da.
Ethan Mindy was right. It was easy to juke the roommate lottery. I mean, all I had to do to meet you was room with a conceited, condescending alpha literally named Chad. Fuck, it felt good to kill him! This was your grandmother's, Sam. Nancy Loomis. Really runs in your fucking family, doesn't it? Speaking of family...
[Shows his mask]
Detective Wayne Bailey Wait for it.
Ethan My name's not Ethan Landry. Isn't it, Dad?
Tara Carpenter Dad?
Samantha Carpenter Wait. If it's you two, that just leaves... Mindy?
[Looks at the Ghostface on the right]
Quinn Bailey Hey, roomies. You didn't see that one coming, did you?
Tara Carpenter Yeah, because you died!
Quinn Bailey I kind of didn't, though...it was a good way to get off the suspect list. Stabbed Gale Weathers, stabbed Mindy on the train, that sort of thing.
Detective Wayne Bailey Yep, and I just made sure I was first on the scene so I could switch her body out with a fresh one. Little fake blood, a prosthetic. You'd be amazed at what a grieving father can get away with.
Quinn Bailey I got Stu Macher's mask. He was my favorite.
[shows her mask]
Detective Wayne Bailey That's number 3. That's two. This leaves... ...your father's. This is what we've been counting down to, Sam. I'm gonna need you to put it on.
[Reveals his own Ghostface mask]
Samantha Carpenter Fuck you!
[annoyed and angered]
Ethan OOOHHH!
Tara Carpenter You stay the fuck away from her!
Samantha Carpenter What is this? You did this as a family?
Quinn Bailey Oh, yeah, bitch. You should know better than anyone.
Ethan They're still not getting it.
Samantha Carpenter Look, I don't know what you believe, but I didn't commit those murders in Woodsboro! It wasn't me!
Detective Wayne Bailey Oh, we know that. Of course you didn't. What do you think? This is based on some bullshit conspiracy theory? Come on. Who do you think started the rumors about you in the first place?
Quinn Bailey Do you know how easy it was to turn Sam from the hero of Woodsboro into the villain? How easy it is to convince the world to believe the worst in people rather than the best?
Ethan Because it's not enough to just kill someone these days. You have to assassinate their character first. So when Dad here "discovers" your horribly mutilated bodies posed with Sam wearing her father's mask, he'll say some poor, dumb bastard read on the Internet that you're the real Ghostface and took matters into their own deluded hands.
Detective Wayne Bailey Exactly. That's why it's a perfect alibi. And all the best lies are based on the truth. And you're a killer, just like your father.
Samantha Carpenter No, I'm not!
Quinn Bailey Yes, you are, you motherfucker! You killed our brother!
Samantha Carpenter What are you talking about?
Tara Carpenter You said your brother died in a car accident.
Ethan No, no, no, you sweet, dumb thing. He died in Woodsboro, at the hands of your bitch sister.
Samantha Carpenter You're Richie's family.
Detective Wayne Bailey Yeah.
[slowly gets angry as he nods]
Ethan Ding-ding-ding-ding-ding! Now she's finally starting to get it!
Detective Wayne Bailey Now, it wasn't until I saw that photograph of what you've done to him that I knew, that I knew you had to fucking die! You had to be punished, along with anyone else who stands in our way!
[angry]
Quinn Bailey There she is. There's the fucking killer.
Tara Carpenter Real great parenting job, by the way.
[to Wayne; sarcastically]
Quinn Bailey Shut your whore-FUCKING MOUTH!
[angry; Pushes Tara and Sam towards Wayne]
Detective Wayne Bailey Have I been a perfect dad? No. Have I maybe overindulged Richie's love of these little movies? Maybe. For me, they're just a little dark. But...Richie really loved them. Loved them. He even made a few of his own. Did you know? There's a very special bond between a father and his first son, which is why I helped him build this collection.
[Stares mournfully at footage of Richie playing on a damaged theater screen]
Samantha Carpenter This was all his?
Detective Wayne Bailey Yes. He's a very passionate collector. And he inspired others. We had to kill those two wannabe film students because, well, we had to kill you first, Sam. I put the theater in their name, then good old Detective Bailey would've just stumbled on it, but I didn't have to, because, by golly, that Gale Weathers is one hell of a journalist. I built a tribute to my son, which is why this is where you have to die, Sam, surrounded by all the things he loved the most.
Samantha Carpenter What happens next? What? After you're done with us, what? You just disappear?
Detective Wayne Bailey No. We gotta hurry over to the hospital and make sure Mindy and Gale don't pull through. Because everybody dies, Sam! Everyone who had anything to do with the death of my son suffers and dies!
[Angrily pulls out his gun]
Ethan YEAH!
Quinn Bailey Fuck yeah, they do!
Detective Wayne Bailey Now put on the mask!
Samantha Carpenter He was...so pathetic.
[suddenly gets an idea]
Detective Wayne Bailey That's not true.
[realizing who Sam is talking about and gets offended]
Samantha Carpenter Yeah, your son. He was a manbaby who made his girlfriend do all the killing.
Detective Wayne Bailey He was a strong, virile young man!
[in denial]
Samantha Carpenter He was a limp-dick little fuck who cried before I slit his throat.
Detective Wayne Bailey What?!
[shocked and angered]
Quinn Bailey SHUT THE FUCK UP!!
[enraged]
Ethan Recognize this?
Kirby FUCK YOU!
Samantha Carpenter Sorry, but I kinda need this.
[Plunges the knife off of Kirby's stomach]
Kirby Fuck em up!
Ethan What are you gonna do about it, bitch?
Scream Time Arrives in the City
Taglines It's scream time in the city.
Facing Fear and Embracing Strength
Tara Carpenter How'd you get past what happened to you?
Kirby Reed I almost died after I was stabbed. Technically I did die for like 4 minutes. When I recovered, I got mad. I didn't want to spend the rest of my life being afraid of monsters. I wanted the monsters to be afraid of me.
Tara Carpenter I like that.
A Mysterious Call from the Killer
Gale's boyfriend That'll be our food. Hello? Not the food, it's for you.
[Answers the phone; To Gale]
Gale Weathers Who is it?
Gale's boyfriend May I ask who's calling, please? He says it's the killer.
[To Gale]
Gale Weathers Hello?
Ghostface Hello, Gale. Strange that you and I have never spoken on the phone. This is long overdue.
Gale Weathers I agree. Call the police.
[To her boyfriend]
Ghostface I figured, after all these years, you’d want an interview.
Gale Weathers You figured right. So, what's your motive this time? You angry at the movies or are you just trying to stay relevant?
Ghostface I could ask you the same. Don’t you know? The legacy characters are disposable now. No one cares about last century’s heroes.
Gale Weathers Why bother with me at all?
Ghostface Call it nostalgia. Or maybe you deserve to be punished for all that money you made off the misery of others. Maybe it’s time someone made a buck reporting your death.
Gale Weathers You know you're, like, the tenth guy to try this, right? And spoiler alert, it never works out for the dipshit in a mask.
Ghostface Oh, but they certainly leave a mark before they go, don’t they? Richie and Amber managed to butcher Dewey, carved him up like a Christmas goose. How does it feel to lose the only man who ever loved you?
Gale Weathers Fuck you!
[struggling to stay cool upon hearing Ghostface's words]
Ghostface How does it feel to know that you weren’t there for him at the end? Not there to give him comfort, ‘cause he died screaming in his own guts.
Gale Weathers You're the one who's gonna die screaming.
[tearful]
Ghostface Maybe, but you won’t be around to see it. You couldn’t stop what happened to Dewey, just like you’re not gonna be able to stop this.
Gale Weathers How's that for nostalgia, fucker?!
Ghostface You missed.
Gale Weathers Sure I did.
Ghostface You win. I’m in the elevator, heading for the ground floor.
[speaking quickly]
Gale Weathers Sure you are.
[Fires two shots]
Ghostface Maybe...you did hit me. Maybe I’m wounded. Or maybe I’m wearing a bulletproof vest.
[sounding wounded; Speaks normally]
Gale Weathers That's why I'm gonna shoot you in the fucking head!
Ghostface You would’ve made a good killer, Gale. Sidney never would've made sense, and Dewey was the fan favorite. But you cracking under the pressure and turning into Ghostface would’ve been a great twist.
Gale Weathers Keep talking, asshole.
Ghostface Sure. What do you want to talk about? You never got to be the leading lady, did you? It was always all about poor, sweet Sidney sucking up all the oxygen. Where did that leave you to be?
[chuckles]
Gale Weathers The brains and the sex appeal?
Ghostface Sorry about your boyfriend. All those muscles didn’t help much.
Gale Weathers They sure didn't. Can you hold, please?
[Ghostface resumes chuckling]
Ghostface Huh?
[stops chuckling]
Unwanted Call from a Familiar Number
Tara Carpenter What the fuck?
Samantha Carpenter I never deleted his contact. It's coming from his number.
Tara Carpenter Don't pick that up. Just let it ring. Sam...
[Sam chooses to answer the call]
Samantha Carpenter Who is this?
Ghostface Hello, Samantha. Did you miss me?
Samantha Carpenter I want you to think long and hard about whether you really want to do this, because the last two people that fucked with us ended up dead.
Ghostface You should be thanking me, Sam. Jason and Greg were gonna kill you and your sister. I gutted them before they had the chance.
Samantha Carpenter So, what? You're protecting us now?
Ghostface Not quite. I’m going to show the world who you really are, a liar and a killer. I’m going to punish you, Sam.
Samantha Carpenter You shouldn't believe everything you read on the Internet, asshole.
Ghostface Don’t be cute. You’re gonna pay for what you did. And I’m not gonna stop until I butcher you, you and anyone who gets between us! You and Tara better watch your backs.
Samantha Carpenter You better watch yours.