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A man fitting Mothra's description was
spotted at a sorority party at Windsor

College in 1997, the same year the
murders took place. It's complete

speculation, alright? That's never been
confirmed. It has been con -

Holy shit.

Ugh, that was a long drive.

Holy fucking shit.

You get a photo of me?

Yeah.

All right.

You... I got it.

Wait, one more. One more.

Okay,

I have to pee.

Go inside.

Code is...

The Mocker House Experience.

Wow.

Oh, my god.

Incredible. Whoa.

A real life murder house.

It's perfect.

Mm -hmm. Right?

I mean, it's like, it's identical.

Oh, this is cool.

The fake blood?

Mm -hmm.

Shake it out, shake it out.

I feel like I'm going to pee my pants.

Babe,

this is where Cindy Prescott shot Billy
Loomis in the face right after she

stabbed him with the umbrella. I know.

Where's the bathroom?

Oh, no, that's the closet that Cindy was
hiding in.

Remember, before she stabbed him with
the umbrella?

Stop.

This is so cool.

Incredible.

Amber, Richie, I mean.

You're going to die tonight.

It's fake.

Oh, that is so cool.

It's got a motion sensor.

Look at this.

Did you like scary movies?

I mean, come on. Look at that.

That's so cool.

Pretty high tech.

It looks so real. That is sweet.

Plugged in right here.

What?

Oh, so this is it. This is so creepy.

The room where Stu held that party to
lure Sidney Prescott to her death.

You know, they say Billy was the
mastermind, but I've always been more of

head. Who was your favorite? What, my
favorite homicidal teenager?

Neither.

Are you gonna be like this the whole
time?

What do you want me to do?

Okay. Babe, did you know that this is
where Sidney dropped the TV on Stu's

Squished all the crazy out of his brain.
Ah, but did she kill him?

You heard the podcast? There's a lot of
theories out there that Stu survived.

No. There was a dead body.

It was taken to the morgue and then
buried.

I can't fake that.

Let's check out the kitchen.

Oh, this is where Sidney and Gale
Weathers roasted Amber Freeman a few

ago. Yeah, where she was torched.

I would hate to die that way.

Oh, my God.

Fucking hilarious.

It's amazing.

Mm -hmm. Do you like scary movies?

Go, go.

Yeah, my boyfriend's a big horror fan.

What's your favorite scary movie?

Stab one.

It's time to play a game. Scary movie
trivia. Three questions. Get one wrong

you die.

Question one.

In the original, A Nightmare on Elm
Street, who is the first person to die?

Tina Gray.

Alice? Very good.

Let's try a hard one this time. In
Friday the 13th, how old was Jason

when he drowned?

Okay, well, in the final chapter, we
find out Mrs. Voorhees gave birth in

right? And then in the original, the two
counselors died in the flashback in 58.

Jason drowned the summer before that.
It's 57, so born in 46, drowned in 57.

11. Jason was 11.

Bullshit. No, the math was right.

It's a trick question.

Jason never drowned.

Very impressive, Madison.

Scott's lucky he has you to lean on. I
guess I don't get to stab you guys after

all. You two have a chilling night, and
don't forget to give us a five star.

Are you miserable?

I wish I could fake it better.

Why'd you come here with me? We were
pushy about it.

And, like, I thought it could be cool,
and then we got here, and it's so easy.

You want to go?

I don't want to be here if you don't. I
can drive home right now. You would

drive home right now? I would.

No.

It's too late.

I'm sorry.

I'm going to try harder. I promise.

I think I have to pee.

It's the hallway on the left.

Hello? You're going to die tonight.

Scott, why are you calling me?

It's not Scott.

Okay.

Who is it, then? The person who's going
to kill you.

The scary voice thing is a little bit
sexy, but you could work on it.

Listen, you little bitch.

I'm going to slice you open and rip
their guts out.

Did you call me a bitch?

Okay, I said I would try, but I'm done.
This isn't fun. Because the fun part is

over, Madison.

It's me.

What the fuck?

Oh, you hit me.

What is wrong with you? I'm sorry.

I thought... You said you were going to
try.

It was a bad idea.

Yeah, of course it was a bad fucking
idea.

It moved.

Yeah, it's electric. That's what it
does.

No, like it moved differently.

Jesus, you scared me.

You're going to give me a heart attack.

I'm sorry.

What are you doing here?

Well, it occurred to me that I've never
snuck through your bedroom window.

I was home, bored, watching TV.

The stab was on, and that just got me
thinking of you.

That's horrific.

Billy snuck through Sidney's window, so.

I'm well aware.

You know, my mom would catch me.

Can you knock?

I did.

Can you wait for a response?

Something wrong?

No.

No, everything's fine. You sure?

Mm -hmm.

Ben, how you doing over there on the
floor, behind the bed?

Hello, Mrs. Evans.

How are you this evening?

Oh, well, I'm tired, Ben. It's late.

That's why I didn't want to disturb
anyone by using the door.

So thoughtful.

Out. But he's here now. No.

That's okay. I'm going.

I know

it's late.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Evans.

That was all me. Tatum had no idea that
I was coming over.

Okay. Well, let's not do it again.

I am Mrs. Evans.

Good night, Ben.

Hypocrite.

Oh.

It's not like a boy has never crawled
through your window.

False in the moodle. Which is why it's
never going to happen in this house.

Why do you not like him?

I don't not like him. I just, I want you
to be smart and not trust him so

easily. We're not having sex if that's
what you're worried about.

I mean, we want to, but I don't think
we're ready.

Well, if you're asking the question,
then, um, you're probably not.

How did you know?

I mean, did that really happen to you?

Like in the movie?

It's freezing in here.

How about we have these kinds of
conversations during waking hours, okay?

No more boys in windows, please.

How ugly did it get?

I was extremely polite.

You know, she's not the first girl to
let a boy sneak in her window.

Yeah, she made that point.

You know, if being an overprotective mom
is the worst thing she can say about

me, I think I can live with that.

Do you think they're doing it?

God, no.

No, not yet.

But I think we've got about five minutes
left.

How old were you when you started?

Same age as you, 17.

Oh, did I say 17?

I think I meant 15.

Did you lie to me?

Look, in my defense, I don't remember.

Oh, you don't remember the first time
you had sex? Oh, no, I don't remember

I told you.

Oh, you told me at 17.

Look, I want to come off as, you know...
Keep going. I want to see where this

goes. I just wanted you to see me as
more than a sex slave.

Oh, you have a mind, too?

You know, another guy.

Hey,

Woody, look at that. The walls are up,
right?

Looks great.

I love you, too. We miss you guys.

Oh,

hey, Mom.

Thanks,

Junie. I'm glad you're having fun.

If you need anything, call.

I love you. Thank you for watching the
Maniacs. We'll see you this weekend.

Bye.

Fairy break.

Yep.

What?

Where'd you find that?

Um, the attic. I was looking through
some more clothes.

Do you not want me to wear it?

You could have asked.

I think maybe take it off.

What age do they get nice again?

That was on you.

You can wear the jacket.

It's okay. I'm good.

Tatum, I'm sorry.

Okay? It caught me off guard. I hadn't
seen it since college. I thought I'd

gotten rid of it.

Yeah, the mysterious one -semester
winter we can't talk about.

That's not true.

Really?

Since when?

The childhood is completely off -limits.

What are you talking about? It's not off
-limits. It's online and in movies and

in books. You can do a deep dive
whenever you want. Yeah, as long as I

questions.

You have rehearsal today.

Horrible.

Tragic.

Get so nervous on stage, it's painful to
watch. Oh, God, I used to get stage

fright. I know the feeling.

You did theater?

Not since college.

Anyway.

Don't worry, you're gonna do great.

I gotta get to work.

Fucking motherhood.

Great talk.

Morning.

Hey, morning.

We'll have that right out for you, okay?

Busy? A little amrush, but not too bad.

Hey, Mrs. Evans.

Hey, Lucas.

Oh, could I get four espresso shots,
please?

Yeah, for sure.

Four? Yeah.

Rehearsal today.

It's going to be a long one.

What part do you play?

Oh, just the techie. Yeah, I work the
lighting board.

Cool. Yeah.

Hey, an old Dateline was on last night
about the Ghostface Killers in New York.

Have you seen it?

No, I haven't.

It's not as good as the Netflix doc, but
they did a good job covering the

aftermath.

Morning. Hey.

Did you say anything?

Did he ask you about Dateline?

It's fine, really. No, it isn't.

I told you not to. It hurt.

Good.

Crime junkie, Mom.

It's my thing.

I'm sorry, Mrs. Evans.

But I really want to start a podcast,
and I think that the New York Murders

would be like a primo first date show.
Don't you have rehearsal now, honey?

Right? Yes. So you should leave now?

Okay. Okay.

Great. Bye. Bye. Bye.

I'm sorry.

Fine.

What do you have?

Hey,

wait up.

Oh, hey. Hi.

You look hot.

Where'd you get the jacket?

Thanks. It's my mom's 90s vintage.

You should be down there.

Yeah. Oh, tonight, my place, party. I've
been stockpiling my mom's edibles. And.

you can even invite creepy boy listen
he's not creepy he's deep and he has a

squeezy butt the true crime is cringy
he's like obsessed with my mom is your

gonna let you out of your cage tonight i
don't know i don't know honestly she's

she's been like on overdrive with the
mama trauma if anyone has the right to

insane it was your mom very true i mean
i've seen all the bad movies personally

i don't know how she's not in the psych
ward

Hey babe.

Hiya. Do you want me to lift?

No, it's fine.

You don't have to walk anymore.

It's just you're like a celebrity to
him.

You feel like you guys are close, right?

Well, yeah. I mean, I suppose we've had
to be since it's just the two of us.

Do you ever talk to him about your life
before you had him?

No. No? No, no. I mean, there's not much
I can say about his abusive asshole

father and how badly our marriage fucked
me up.

Why? What's going on?

Oh, I don't know.

Tatum and I are having a bit of a rough
patch.

She's at that age where she wants to
know about my path.

And as you know, my path is full of dead
people, not exactly something I want to

share with her. So I get quiet, and then
she gets loud, and around and around we

go. Listen, she's your daughter, and
it's natural she should want to know

You know, I just, I want my kids to be
able to be who they are without living

fear. I want them to feel safe and
protected.

But it's not a safe world, Sid.

And if we protect our children too much,
they'll never learn how to protect

themselves.

I saw Fluffy and Freak. Hey, what, are
you trying to kill me? Sorry.

Come, get me out.

Let me have it. Oh, I can't see anything
through this. Wardrobe!

Chloe! Yep, I'm here.

I'm here, I'm here, I'm here, I'm here.

My foot keeps on getting stuck in this
dumbass pouch every time. Okay, Deva,

calm down.

Hey, I'm sorry, Hannah.

Oh, no, you're fine.

Actually, I'm not a real Deva. I'm just
playing the part one.

But you don't know that.

You stay scared.

Hannah.

Hannah, darling.

You and Aaron need to practice.

Mr. Willis, I missed my cue. It's my
fault.

Tatum, a word?

We need to talk about your Fluffy. Yeah,
I can't see through Fluffy's eyes.

It's more than that. You're very
lackluster.

Fluffy needs energy.

Dogs are lively creatures.

You're too timid.

Tatum, where's your confidence?

You need to bring more strength to this
role.

I'll work on that.

You're Sidney Prescott's daughter.

You need to channel some of your
mother's fire.

I'm surprised, really.

Thought you had more grit.

Well, that was rude.

You're playing a dog. Your only line is
woof. It's not that deep.

Ray, fuck him. Yeah, fuck him.

I don't let Willis get to you. Your
fluffy is incredible.

Thanks, guys.

Okay, I'm gonna go take this off.

I'll help you.

Don't forget, party night, my place.

Alright.

Get me out of this thing.

That's it.

Am I timid?

Don't let that asshole get to you.
Answer the question, be honest.

I wouldn't say timid, no, but you have
this really cute, shy quality.

Shy means timid, FYI.

Do you think I lack confidence?

I can't win this. I'm not playing.

Why do you like me?

That's a really long list. Okay, well,
be specific.

One thing.

No, it's cheesy.

Say it anyway.

Okay.

I like how you look at me a certain way.

It makes me smile.

Or you say something that makes me
laugh.

I'll go home and I'll think about it
later and I'll smile and laugh all over

again.

That wasn't cheesy. That was great.

Hello? Hello, Sydney.

Guess who?

Did you miss me?

I see you found a new town to live in.
It reminds me a lot of where we grew up.

Oh, do we know each other? We sure do.

In fact, I was just in Woodsboro last
night. Things got a little heated.

But I'm here in Pine Grove now.

Yeah? What brings you here?

You, Sidney. You were missed in New
York. It's not the same without you.

I guess you couldn't be bothered now
that you're so busy with a husband and

family.

Well, you sure know a lot about me for
another asshole hiding behind a fake

number and a voice changer.

Oh, I'm not hiding, Sidney.

Not this time.

Surprise, Sidney.

Do you need a minute? Oh, my gosh, it
looks like you need a minute. I'll wait.

Nice try. Stu Mocker is dead.

Oh, gosh.

I'm going to agree to disagree with you
there.

Oh, my God.

It is so good to see you.

I always had a thing for you, Sid.

This is going to be so much fun. Just
like the old days, except now there's no

Billy or Randy or Tatum.

Speaking of whom, your daughter, her
name's Tatum. That is so adorable. I

it's a little weird or whatever, but
it's super cute.

And she is so pretty.

Do not talk about my daughter. Oh, okay.
Yeah, I should definitely tell you,

though. I am currently outside of her
high school theater.

Don't you fucking dare.

It's showtime, bitch.

Hey, Z.

You're going to want to hear this. I
just got a call from the police in

Woodsboro. Just a sec.

Hey, babe.

You need to go to the theater right now.
What?

There's a killer market going for Tatum.
All right, I'm on it. All available

units to the high school theater now.

I'm on my way, babe.

Mark, hurry.

with liftoff and landing.

Okay? Got it.

Ready?

Ready.

Okay, a little hard on the landing
there.

Sorry.

It's just too jerky.

Softer.

Hello? This is my nice voice.

even here. I had already left. He was
home with me.

Okay, where were you?

I was downstairs in the costume shop.
Not when I was there.

Wait, you were here?

He left and I was there.

But I didn't see you.

I was in the dressing room.

The whole time?

No, not the whole time.

I went home, had a late dinner,
Aperol's, bread.

My God, who would do something like
this?

We don't even have an understudy.

Hey.

Hey.

So, the killer fled.

Whoever did this knew their way around
here.

It was well thought out and executed.

What about the kids? Did you call your
mom? I called.

The entire Denver police force is with
them. They're safe.

Two teens are dead.

Mark, what the fuck?

You are not alone.

We got this.

You did this too?

It's not Stu.

It's not. He is buried in Woodsboro.

Look, we are taking that phone call that
you recorded.

We're sending it to the state police.
They have the resources to determine who

it is. We are going to get him.

Isn't Ben a computer junkie?

Aren't all kids?

He applied the Carnegie Mellon to study
computer science.

I hear you.

But anybody can do deep fakes these
days.

When do you get Tatum?

Just give me a minute, then we'll get
out of here.

Tatum, we're going.

Not you.

Mom answered no.

But, Mrs. Evans... No.

It's okay. You go with your family.

Why do you treat him like that?

He's not a killer. You don't know that.

Not everyone is Billy Loomis.

Just because you can't trust people
doesn't mean people can't be trusted.

We're not doing this here.

They're going to sweep the house.

Yeah, we'll be quick to you.

All

clear.

We're going to secure the neighborhood.

Great. We'll be a few minutes.

Grab your stuff. You leave in five.

Wait. You're not coming with us?

My job to catch whoever's doing this.

Where's your go bag?

I unpacked it a long time ago.

Damn it, Tatum.

So won't we just run?

Yes, we do.

I thought the Great Sydney Press got
nowhere.

With you, it's different.

They killed Hannah, Mom.

I can't just leave.

Listen, I know this story, and if we
stay, more people will die. I'm sorry,

I'm not going to risk you getting hurt.

Why didn't you warn me? About what?

If I was ready, maybe I could have saved
her. Maybe I could have done something.

If you need anything else, pack it.

Mom, why can't you just... We need to
go, okay?

Here, take these.

Why'd you turn the light out?

I thought you did.

Tatum. Stay behind me.

Leave her alone.

Come on, put the gun down.

Hon, it's going to be okay.

Just look at me.

It's me that you want.

You let her go.

Yeah. There's another way out. I need to
get your diagnosis.

Stay here. No, no, no, no. Don't leave
me, Mom.

Mom, please let me go. I can't see. I
can't see.

Okay, hurry.

Please, Mom!

Did I get him?

You got him. Chad, get the camera now.

Mindy's set up for a remote.

Ma 'am, you need to stay inside your
vehicle. You need to get out of my face.

Mom! Dad!

Are you okay?

I'm okay.

That was horrifying. That was awesome.

Grab the camera. We need B -roll of
everything. You have to be ready at all

times. In my defense, I wasn't exactly
expecting to be part of vehicular

manslaughter. and we roll into town. But
next time, next time, I will be

prepared.

You're bleeding.

It takes a lot to bring him down.

Gail, he said he was Stu.

I'm sorry, what did you say?

Stu.

Stu Mocker?

Dead Stu Mocker?

Let's unmask this fucker.

Chief? Do it.

I don't know, but I saw him today in the
coffee shop.

You sure?

Yeah. Nobody knows the guy?

Okay, that's weird.

That is weird.

There's always someone you know.

Alan Gibbs.

He escaped from Fallbrook Psychiatric
Hospital two weeks ago.

Triple murderer.

Do you have any idea why he'd come after
you and your family?

No.

Thanks, Cook.

Well,

he's not going to hurt anyone else.

No.

This was too easy.

There's always more than one.

Sidney, Dumacher is dead.

Watch Tatum for a minute.

work texted. They want us to go live.

Well, go get Gail.

No. No.

I'm not doing it. We didn't specify that
it had to be Gail. You're going to get

us fired.

Do it. Come on.

Three, two, one.

Oh, boy.

You try that again, and I'll rip both
your throats out. Got it. Copy that. We

just learned that Gail Weathers from the
Now Defunct talk show Good Morning with

Gail Weathers is in town.

Excuse me, Miss Weathers. Robbie Rivers,
WFPO. May I ask you... Fuck the fuck

off. Okay.

You two are a familiar sight.

What are you doing in town?

Just passing through.

With Gail Weathers.

And you just happened to run over an
escaped mental patient in front of

Evans' home?

What's really going on here?

Why don't you get your own story,
Robbie?

Yeah, we're not here to do it for you.

Come on. Give a small -town reporter his
big break.

Sidney. I'm so sorry this is happening
again, Mrs. Prescott.

Mrs. Evans, Lucas.

Right, yeah.

Sorry, that's what I meant.

Lucas, do you know anything about AI?

AI?

I refuse. That is the death of
civilization.

Why are you asking that?

Just be careful, Jez. Keep your doors
locked.

Okay, come on, let's go.

Oh, you're Gil Weathers. Hey.

And who are you?

Uh, I'm Lucas.

What are you doing here? He's my son,
and we live next door. We're friends of

the family.

Yeah.

You like horror movies, Lucas?

Yeah, I love them.

Especially the stab movies?

Yeah, I know them inside and out.

What are you doing?

Mom, it's Gil Weathers.

The stab movies were based on her true
crime bestseller, The Woodsboro Murders.

I know, honey, but I don't like the way
she's looking at you.

Please leave my son out of whatever it
is you're doing.

Sorry, kid, but you know how this works.

Yeah.

Everyone's a suspect.

Well, yeah, but you killed the killer,
Dad.

Hmm.

How do you know there's just one?

Kidding.

Whoa.

Until this is over, I want you to stay
away from this house.

Come on, let's go.

How did you know to come?

When the news broke about the two
murders at the Mocker house, a flock of

reporters raced to get there, but my
Sydney sense told me that Woodsboro was

laid out.

Mark is having the recorded calls
analyzed to confirm they're fake.

Is it possible they're real?

Could Stu be alive?

That would be the better story, but it's
too far -fetched.

I just had some nerve damage from the
attack in New York.

You're lucky you set that one out. It
was brutal.

Thank you.

Nice to meet you, Tatum.

Tatum.

Tatum as in... That Tatum.

Yeah. What did you two do for Gail?

Oh, we're her hot interns.

Ever since she got Axe, she's been
trying to go back to her roots. So she's

rebranding herself as a crime reporter.

She's teaching us all she knows about
the biz. Don't say biz.

Yep. It's more like we're showing Gail
the ropes of making premium content. No,

don't say content.

It's going great, except Mindy keeps
trying to steal Gail's thunder.

I'm the face of the future.

Sure. But in the meantime, we're
learning all about fading careers and

comebacks.

Where are we going to start?

Start what? I'm... I'm not starting
anything. We have to find out who's

this. That guy in the road, Carl Gibbs,
is not some random killer.

It's always someone connected to your
path. The police can handle it. That

be your husband, and we need to help
him.

Don't you want to know who's behind
this?

Yeah, I can't anymore.

I need to be with my family. I need to
know they're safe.

That's why you need to help me.

Whoever's targeting you is not going to
stop. You know that.

Oh, slap my face if it isn't the Gail
Weathers.

Hi, old... Oh, my God. I am so sorry.
Your show got canceled and then you got

fired. I wasn't fired.

My contract wasn't renewed.

So don't care.

Not even a little.

I'm so sorry for running over your
friend.

Can't do your own dirty work, Stu.

Neither can you. You brought in some
old, irrelevant hag for backup.

It's so sad.

I mean, what happened to the two of you?
You both had so much spunk.

You're going to die, you AI asshole.

We're going to see how... fake i am when
i stab you in the fucking throat

because i'm coming for you and i'm gonna
love every second of it

that was fucking weird

fallbrook psychiatric hospital it's a
couple hours away

we'll start there there she is i knew
you were in there somewhere

You're right. This isn't going to stop
unless I stop it.

I'll be back as soon as I can.

Mom, I want to go with you.

No, sweetie, it's not safe.

So why are you going?

Because I know what I'm doing.

Mom, please. You don't have the skill
set for this.

Then show me.

I don't want to end up like the other
Tatum.

What?

You named me after a girl who got her
head crushed in a garage door.

She was my friend.

And she's dead.

She was a victim, not a fighter. I... I
want to be a fighter. Honey, listen.

I just don't know what you think of me.

She just lost a friend, so... She's
upset.

I want you to keep her away from Ben.

He's not to come over here.

Someone was hiding in the attic. It
could have been him.

We are running traces on all her
friends' cell numbers, emails, and IPs.

If Ben or any of her friends are
connected in any way, we're going to

She's right, you know.

Me protecting her from this, I made her
vulnerable to it.

Right. Okay.

Okay, Terry.

Thanks again.

Woodsboro coroner says there's no intake
form on Stu Mocker's body.

The woman who was coroner in 96 died
three years ago, so there's no one to

So it's a case of lost paperwork?

Or stolen paperwork. Someone who wants
to make it look like Stu's body never

made it to the morgue.

Or it's actually Stu.

Let's find out. Yep.

Thank you.

Here you go.

Thanks.

How can I help you? Hi, I'm Gail
Weathers. I'm a reporter for Channel 7

York. We're doing a story on Carl Gitt.

I figured.

The state police, they were here all
night going through his stuff.

Can we see his room?

Well... Yeah,

I guess so. Come on, it's right down
this way.

So what can you tell us about Carl?

He was a pretty violent guy.

Killed three women about 20 years ago.

Can you think of any reason that he
would go after Sidney Prescott and her

family?

No, not that I know of.

I'm glad you're okay, though.

Thanks.

Did you ever hear him talk about the
Ghostface killings?

or the stab movies or anything like
that. Not that I remember.

What about, um, him?

Yeah, that's John.

John... Yeah, as in John Doe.

He didn't know his real name. He had
amnesia from the blow to the head that

him all those scars.

When did he arrive here?

Well, it was before my time. I've been
here 16 years, so late 90s, maybe.

His room was right down there. You want
to see it?

Yes.

You know, he was a drifter, sleeping on
the streets of California or somewhere.

And then one day he snapped.

He attacked a high school girl.

He was declared incompetent to stand
trial and ended up here.

And where is he now?

He was released.

Two weeks ago.

Any idea where he went after he was
released?

No. Sorry, but for that information,
you're going to need a court order.

And I assume that John Doe and Carl
Gibbs spent a lot of time together.

Oh, yeah.

No, they were good friends.

Very close.

Neighbor boy, Seth.

He's out there staring at the house. Not
subtle at all.

I've gone back three days.

If the killer was hiding in the attic,
he had to go into the house at some

point. Could the footage be hacked?

Clearly the killer is tech -savvy.

Did you two find the towels? You got
everything you need? Yeah. The water

pressure was top -notch. So, thank you.
Yeah. Yeah, of course.

So, um...

Why are you here?

I'm sorry. I mean, um... After
everything you've been through,

aren't you scared?

Scared? Necessity. My career trajectory
is to succeed and exceed Gail Weathers.

And as Woodsboro Legacy, it is our duty.

Our Uncle Randy was really good friends
with your mom.

And I want to uncover the killer this
time. She has been wrong a lot. That is

not supportive.

Uncover... A killer.

How do you uncover a killer?

Assemble the suspects and then Agatha
Christie them until they break.

So how do you know who they are? If
history is any indication, it's likely

of your friends, probably your
boyfriend.

Boyfriend's too obvious.

Well, that's by design. It's not my
boyfriend.

That's cute. We need to gather all the
suspects together in one room.

Well, there's a curfew at sundown. The
whole town's closing.

Actually, there might be a way.

I just, I would have to figure out how
to get around my dad.

Is that possible?

He is the police chief.

But if we can find out who's doing this,
then he can go get them. If we can

help, we should.

I'm sick of being useless.

That was Deputy Cook. They're set up to
trace his phone if he calls me again.

Do we just have to wait for him to call?

Oh, come on. There's got to be some way
to bait him into calling you.

What if I gave you what you've been
asking me for since 1996?

An interview.

Get the fuck out of here.

Look, I just need an ET on that court
order.

Good.

Okay, call me the second Sid's phone
rings.

Tatum?

Take a little walk to that budget town
and go across the track.

Where the viaduct looms like a bird of
doom as you shift

and crack.

Where secrets lie in the border fires
and the humming wires.

And you know you're never coming back.
Just sway across the bridge, across the

mills, across the...

On a gathering storm comes a tall
handsome man in a dirty black coat

with a red right hand.

Hey, Chloe.

Ben and Lucas are already here. This is
Chad and Mindy.

Hi, I'm Chloe. Come on in.

So parents own this place.

Yes, but they don't know we're here.

Drinking kids.

Here is the pepperoni and mushroom
pizza.

Thank you.

So what is the deal with you two?

They want to help us find out who's
doing this.

They think it's one of us.

Yeah.

But I don't... So this dead dude from 30
years ago, he's not so dead? How could

Stu Mocker really be alive?

Where's he been?

Under a rock?

Nobody recognized him for three decades?

That's a ridiculous retcon for any
franchise.

See, this time, it is all about
nostalgia.

Hey, Min, we talked about the rules
thing. We said we weren't going to do

anymore. We're done on that.

Whoever it is wants to bring Sydney out
of retirement.

She's a scream queen. Scream queens are
not allowed to have happy endings.

There's a reason they keep putting Jamie
Lee in new Halloween movies.

We all want to read Wuthering Heights
again for the first time. But this is

life. Yes, exactly.

This person isn't a fan of dad movies.

They're a fan of Sidney Prescott. Not
the Sidney of today, though. The Sidney

30 years ago.

The Sidney that was killing ghost faces
like once a year.

And the reason they're using Stu Mocker
to fuck with her is because he was there

at the start. The night Sidney, the
avenging angel, was born.

Or it really is Stu. I mean, Billy
Loomis had a secret love child, so who

fuck knows anymore.

Where'd you get these calls?

Uh, my mom's cloud.

Can you tell if they're fake or not?

If it's a fake, it's a good one.

The shadows are consistent.

Eyes, hands, they all have zero
artifacts or pixelation. I mean, these

have been live calls.

Right, well, if it is Stu Mocker, then
we know he has an accomplice.

Right, he can't be in two places at
once, so... Who is it?

Why would any of us want to terrorize
Tatum and her mom?

Why, indeed.

Let's talk motive.

Ben, does Sidney truly approve of you as
Tatum's boyfriend?

Mom's never liked a boyfriend.

That's Mommy 101 there.

And you're an interesting mix of brawn
and brains.

I like to work out my body and my mind,
yeah. See, that's incredibly bizarre to

say out loud.

Chloe, fun -loving, everyone likes,
excellent hair, seemingly has no motive.

That's me.

I'm not buying it. Good. I don't like a
girl that everyone likes. It's boring.

Oh, see?

That's motive.

Right, boredom? Now we're in Stumacher
territory.

And you, weird boy.

Okay. You displayed an unsettling
obsession with all things Sidney

She's a pinnacle in the true crime
lexicon. I'm not obsessed.

I'm just... I'm, uh... fascinated.

Splitting hairs, young man.

Okay, my money's on boyfriend.

Yeah, my bet's on creepy kid.

Okay, I'm pretty fucking sick of all
this creepy shit, all right?

I'm not creepy.

Creepy's kind of hot.

Oh. Hey.

Hey.

Can I have another beer?

You can have whatever you want.

And for our discussion, this is my
exclusive.

That was the deal. Yeah, yeah. Got it.
Okay.

Oh, okay. Oh, there.

All right, I have three cameras on you.
We'll be operating from the control

room. You need your phone.

So when he calls... Thank you. All
right, ladies.

We'll be ready to break into every
affiliate in the state on your go.

Jesus fucking awesome.

Okay.

Let's hope Stu's watching.

Ready? You gonna play nice?

Of course not. I've been waiting for
this interview for 30 years.

And three, two...

Hi, I'm Gail Weathers here for an
exclusive interview with Sydney

What the hell?

My mom's going live on TV.

Channel 7.

Oh.

Welcome, Sydney.

Hi, Gail. Hi.

So everyone knows you as the survivor of
many brutal attacks.

And I understand that you and your
family are once again a target. Can you

explain what's happening?

My family and I have been attacked twice
now by someone claiming to be Stu

Mocker. But Stu was killed in Woodsboro
the night that he and Billy Loomis

attacked you.

Yes. But now I'm not so sure.

Is that why you're doing this interview?

I want to talk to him. What would you
like to say?

I want to know what he wants.

Why he's doing this after all of these
years, I want him to know that this

doesn't need to continue.

Zoom in. Tighter. Whatever you need,
let's talk.

Maybe he's too much of a little bitch.

He always was the sidekick, never the
lead.

Is that what it is?

You want to be the lead? Well, here you
go. Call me. You have a platform.

Maybe he hasn't tuned in yet. Let's keep
talking.

You and I have known each other a long
time.

A very long time, yes.

How would you describe our relationship?

Complicated, but enduring.

You wrote a book out of darkness about
healing your trauma, and yet you have

completely disappeared from the public
eye for years now. Why?

It just seems the more I talked about
it, the more darkness came.

You have three children, Tatum being
your oldest. She's 17.

I'd rather not talk about my children.

Tatum is the same age that you were when
this whole thing started. That must

have a huge significance for you. Like I
said, I don't want to talk about my

kids. And you named your kid Tatum after
the young girl who was brutally

murdered all those years ago. I named
her after a childhood friend whom I

dearly.

She was the last friend I ever trusted.

Sidney, do you ever worry about passing
your trauma onto your children?

Or even worse, yeah, that they would be
the target of future killings? Oh, shit.

Sidney. Okay, Gil, stop.

Okay, we'll be right back.

Or maybe not.

That

was

unfair. And dangerous.

But you disappeared, Sid. People want to
know.

I want to know.

I'm sorry.

Are you?

What if I had asked you about Dewey on
live TV? What would you say?

Well, I'd say I'm fine.

Because that's what I tell myself 500
times a day just to get through the day.

This has been a Robbie Rivers exclusive
with Gail Weathers and Pine Grove's very

own Sydney Prescott Evans.

We will be monitoring... 2010.

Yeah.

Are you okay?

I'm sorry this is happening.

This is a dumb idea.

How far is the TV station? I just really
want to be with my mom right now. We're

super close. I mean, I'll take you.

We're not on air, and this needs to be
on air. Come on. Oh, Sid.

Do you need a hug?

We've been waiting for you. Why? So I
can stay on the phone long enough for

to trace the call? Yes, dumbass. Or you
could just tell us where you are.

Great. I am at Parker's Tavern with your
daughter.

My daughter's not at Parker's. Well,
she's definitely not at home.

She broke curfew.

She's a bad bitch.

Is that it? Is he going to call back?
Because you said this is my story.

the story, Gail? Stop. You need to call
the police right now. Tell them to go to

Parker Tavern.

Sidney!

Sidney!

Oh, fuck.

Mark, Tatum went to Chloe's restaurant.
She's in trouble.

Where are you?

Damn it!

What is it? Hmm?

Oh, uh... Did you create this?

What? No.

I mean, I created that one just to see
if it was possible.

I can't wait to fucking kill you, Sidney
Prescott, and your daughter.

And I'm gonna love every second of it,
you bitch.

Hey. Hey.

We're not exactly at war, and perhaps,
men, we have no idea who the killer is.

Creepy Kid still has my vote.

I'm way too obvious.

So obvious it's not obvious.

What is that smell?

Oh, shit.

Pizza's in my old bed.

Whoops.

Bathroom break.

We should not have left Tatum alone with
Gen Z Billy Loomis, okay? I'm not

feeling good about that. Do you find it
weird that two very real suspects just

conveniently disappeared?

I really don't want to get stabbed
tonight. Let's go find Tatum.

Okay.

It's locked. We are locked in.

There must be another way out of here.

Let's try the dining room.

There's a fucking door.

There has to be a back door.

That's not good.

I got this. I got this. I got this. I
got this.

I found you.

Him? The killer? I didn't see anyone. He
hit me.

Got me real good, too.

We have to get out of here.

Tate, listen.

He saw me, Tate.

I know.

I know. I'm sorry.

I'll never hurt you, okay?

I can't hear you. I can't hear you.

Okay.

Okay.

Tatum, listen to me.

I'm not going to make it in time.

But I'm going to stay with you.

You need to get the gun. It's in the
safe.

Okay.

The code is your birthday.

I'm going to talk you through it.

You have your ear buds?

Put them in, okay? You're going to need
barb hands.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

Wait.

I don't hear him. I think he left.

No, he's trying to find another way in.

Listen to me.

The gun is loaded, so you have to turn
the safety off.

All right?

You see that? You see that little
switch?

Lift it up.

There's a red dot.

I see it.

Okay. Okay, so all you have to do now is
you point and you pull the trigger. You

aim for center mass, okay?

And when he goes down, you shoot him in
the head.

I can't.

I'm not. like you. I can't.

Tatum, you are.

You are like me.

I saw your interview.

Baby, focus.

We're gonna do this together.

He killed Finn.

He killed him.

Right now, you need to survive.

Okay? That is what's important right
now.

You're going to have to shoot him
through the wall.

Where?

Okay, you're going to shoot the
calendar.

Fire through the calendar.

No, wait, wait. He's moving.

Move to the right of the door. Shoot him
now. Do it now.

Okay, listen, you're gonna have to walk
around him, but before you do that, you

shoot him in the head.

But he... he said I got him.

I know, baby.

You need to make sure you shoot him. You
shoot him in the head right now.

Tatum!

Tatum!

Tatum!

If you hurt her... Relax.

I'm not going to hurt her until you're
here to see it.

Where are you?

Welcome home, Sydney.

We've been waiting for you. Waiting for
you.

Thanks for coming alone. It makes it so
much easier that you followed the rules.

Stop this shit of yours, Stu. Show
yourself!

Where am I?

Can you find me?

It's not really me.

You want to know who I really am?

I'll never forgive you for what you did
to my son.

And you know what? I would do it again
and again.

Your mother destroyed my life.

Let's face it.

She destroyed you, too.

In the same way that you've destroyed
your own daughter.

Fuck whoever you are.

Over here.

It's me, sis.

Do you want to make a movie?

Oh.

I've been working on this great script.

Come on, Sid.

We're family.

It really comes down to family, doesn't
it, Sid?

I mean, we both know how far we'd go for
our own family.

And friends, of course.

But all your friends die for just being
near you.

I died for you, Sidney.

Doesn't that mean anything to you?

Where is my daughter?

I thought I'd go back to where it all
started. A phone call, a girl, and

she cares about tied to a chair outside
of her house.

Dana, baby, I'm sorry.

I'm just... What do you want from me?
Please, tell me.

You. Yeah.

Me.

Well, me and Carl.

Carl is dead.

And I would be, too.

But your daughter missed my head.

You've always got to shoot them in the
head.

Okay, okay.

Isn't that right, Stu?

Okay, okay.

He's still alive.

That is a tough motherfucker.

Fuck you!

Jessica.

Hi, neighbor.

How are you holding up?

I didn't really think it was Stu.

That'd be dumb. Stu's dead.

Alive in spirit, but dead.

See, I have a background in AI. I was a
Google security specialist once upon a

time, before Fallbrook. Bringing Stu
back was my idea.

No, no, no, no, no, it was my idea.

No, I just let you think it was your
idea.

Jessica, please, what are you doing?

Oh, Jessica, oh, please, oh, what are
you doing?

God, I don't recognize you.

I mean, what happened to you?

You know, you really let me down, Sid.

Listen to me.

This isn't you.

Whatever this is, there's another way.
Oh, I know.

There's always another way.

Excuse me.

You taught me that.

It's in your book.

You saved my life, Sidney.

Before you ruined it.

You know about my abusive marriage,
right?

I was really trapped and I couldn't see
a way out. But then I read Out of

Darkness by Sidney Prescott. Oh.

Such a great book.

And then I realized that your life, it
comes down to one simple truth.

Sidney Prescott kills the bad guy.

That's your purpose.

You are a real -life scream queen.

The final girl.

God, you inspire me.

So I started planning and doing Pilates.

I pulled a Sidney and I killed my
husband.

I got away with it, too.

And I had you to thank for it.

But then you went away, Sid.

And you didn't go to New York.

A ghost face attack doesn't count if
you're not there. You disappeared.

Why, Sidney?

I wanted people to see there was life
after trauma. But there isn't for you.

Trauma is your life.

I checked myself into a facility.

Fallbrook. That's where we met. Okay,
I'm talking, so don't interrupt me,

Great. Fuck. Where the fuck was I? Shit.
Fuck!

New York.

Pilates. You disappeared.

Fallbrook. Fallbrook, yes!

It was the closest psychiatric center
that I could find because I had to be

you.

And that finally brings us to tonight.

Okay, Jessica, you're right. I've been
selfish.

I can do better. We can start over.

I am starting over.

By killing you.

No more baggage.

I am releasing it all.

What about Lucas? You have a son.

Oh, no, no. He's gone. Sid.

I mean, he was too much like a father.

And now... I can have a new beginning.

that you've been a good mother to Tatum.

I mean, you really haven't taught her
anything useful, am I right?

You've kept the survivor all to
yourself, but that's okay because I'm

teach her.

She's going to watch her mother die just
like you did.

The cycle continues.

No. You see, it finally dawned on me.

I'll need you.

I mean, none of us do. Let's face it,
you're kind of past your prime for a

girl.

I'm creating Sydney 2 .0.

Watch closely, Tatum.

Okay, honey,

you're gonna need to call an ambulance,
okay?

What? Mom, no, wait, you...

Stay with your dad.

No, no, no, no, no. Mom, come on.

Please.

Is that all you've got?

my prime.

Fuck you.

This is Robbie Rivers with an exclusive
on -the -scene live report at the home

of Bleach, Mark Evans.

Bloody Nightmare has come to an end.

That work points to live remote.

No way. Too much blood loss.

I can't hold a camera.

I was hoping you'd do it.

I do feel better.

We're going to need to frame out the
blood, though.

I got the tripod.

Thanks for ditching me.

Seriously, what was that about?

You have always had my back, Gail.

I should have gone to New York.

I should have been there for you.

No, Sid.

And I was wrong about something.

I do trust.

I trust you.

You want me to drive you to the
hospital?

I'd love that.

Okay. Give me a minute.

This is exactly what I didn't want for
you.

Tatum was my best friend.

She was funny and outspoken.

Said whatever was on her mind. No edit
whatsoever.

And she was strong and fierce.

She wasn't afraid of anything.

So that's... why I named you Tatum.

Because that was my wish for you.

To be strong and unafraid.

What else can I say?

We love you, dad.

Let's go see your dad.

Creepin' on you. I'm creepin' on you.
Don't creepin' on you.

Creepin' on you. Hello.

How are you? Yeah, it's me. I'm callin'.
Yeah, I got my eyes on you. I can see

your ass just runnin'. Yeah, it's me.
I'm callin'. Don't play callin'. I'm

callin'. Don't get scared of any kids
right now. And don't do no fallin'.

Creepin' on you.

Creepin' on you.

Creepin' on you. Creepin' on you.
Creepin' on you.

Creepin' on you.

Creepers on you.

Creepers on you.

Creepers on you.

Three, two... It all began last Thursday
night in Woodsboro, California, at a

house made infamous for the stashing.

Cut. I got cut between stabbing and
flashing.

Hey, you suck at this. Shut up. Go
again. Copy that. Three, two... Hi, I'm

Meeks Mar... I don't know.

You messed up your own name, dude.

Stop laughing!

Three...

Sue?

Hi, I'm Mindy Meeks Martin, three -time
Ghostface survivor and new reporter for

CBS 7 New York. Oh my God, I wasn't
recording any of that. One second. I

you.

This devastation follows me, follows me,
constantly calling

me. I can't escape it.

Helplessly, helplessly hung upon
history.