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Previously on Scream...

You can't do a slasher
movie as a TV series.

Slasher movies burn bright and fast.

Nina, are you home?

By the time the first body's found...

it's only a matter of time
before the bloodbath commences.

We're looking for Miss Patterson's
ex-boyfriend, Tyler O'Neill.

Maybe Brandon James is back.

Who's Brandon James?

He killed a bunch of students 20 years ago.

You need to forget it's a horror story.

You have to care if the hot lit teacher

seems a little too interested
in his female students.

I feel ugly.

You are beautiful.

You have to care
if the smart, pretty girl

forgives the dumb jock.

You slept with Nina.

You root for them. You love them.

So when they are brutally murdered...

it hurts.

Everyone has secrets.

Everyone tells lies.

And everyone is fair game

until there's no one left.

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Hey. Did you get home okay?

Yeah, how are you doing?

Uh, your voice sounds kind of weird.

Must be a bad connection.

How about now?

Not really, but it's okay.

I've been thinking about you all night.

Must be a crap TV night.

Why do you do that? Put yourself down?

It's not just me.

- Have you been online?
- Ignore them.

Yeah, you don't go to a
bitch-infested Catholic School.

There's a bitch infestation
at my school too, trust me.

So, do you want some company?

No. It's late.

What if I'm already here?

What was that?

Audrey, that's not funny.

My mom is gonna be home soon.

Okay, if this is a coming
out of the closet joke,

it needs to be significantly less creepy.

Go ahead. Take a look.

Okay. You got me.

Where are you?

Audrey, you're scaring me.

Just playing.

Come out to our spot.

It's a beautiful night.

Audrey?

Audrey, you're not out here.

Romeo, you are certifiable.

What can I say?

You make me crazy.

Audrey, where are you?

Scream - 01x02
Hello, Emma

- sync and correction bysolfieri -

For AQR Web Radio,

welcome to Autopsy of a Crime.

This is Piper Shaw

podcasting the murder
investigation of Nina Patterson,

day-by-day as it unfolds.

So, it's been four days
since this brutal slaying

and local Sheriff Clark Hudson

is still looking for Nina's
ex-boyfriend, Tyler O'Neill,

as a person of interest.

With this town's blood-soaked history,

echoes of Lakewood's homegrown
psycho, Brandon James,

are everywhere.

Walking the streets,
you can hear terrified locals

wondering, could he be back?

Emma!

Hey!

You could answer one of my texts.

I know you're getting them.

They say, "read."

Hi, Riley.

What're you listening to?

Uh, that true crime podcast.

They're covering Nina's murder.

AOC? I'm addicted.

They have, like, a crazy huge following.

I can't believe that chick's
here talking about our Nina.

Oh, Nina, always loved
to be the center of attention.

Yeah, apparently, even with Will.

Emma, wait. Look, I'm sorry.

I should not have dropped Will's
indiscretion like that at the party.

No, you should've told me
when you found out.

I know, I know, I'm sorry.

It's, just... You know how Nina
could be if you crossed her.

I mean, she'd terrorize you.

Seriously, I was scared of her.

Em, I'm really sorry.

Okay.

I'm still pissed, but you're on probation.

Hey, I would do community service for you.

I would even wear an ugly
orange jumpsuit for you.

Well, I'm touched.

Thank God, I can call off the intervention.

Hey, have you guys gotten any
weird phone calls lately?

Yeah, selling generic sex pills from India.

No, thank you.

No, like creepy, mysterious weird.

I don't know. This guy called

and said something about
how we pretend to have

perfect lives online,

on Instagram and Facebook.

Well, he must be ancient if he
thinks we're still on Facebook.

It's probably just Jake being a douche.

Maybe.

Yeah, maybe.

So,

Brandon James.

I mean, you really think
it's healthy to have

an obsession with a serial killer?

Brandon's actually classified
as a mass murderer.

You know, he killed them
all the same night.

You ever contacted anyone related
to the events of that evening?

Halloween '94.

When I was in seventh grade, I was doing
this report on nature versus nurture,

and Brandon seemed like
the perfect subject.

Yeah, so, I exchanged a few
e-mails with his brother, Troy.

And, of course, I've tried to
identify that mystery girl

that Brandon was in love with.

- Well, any luck?
- No.

None of my theories panned out.

You ever contacted Kevin Duval?

Oh, no way!

Survivor stalking is seriously rude.

Plus, Emma's in my class.

Not that I wouldn't love to ask him

what it was like to just face
off against Brandon James,

but, you know, boundaries.

Plus he doesn't live here anymore.

And that.

Okay, well,

- I think we're done here.
- Okay.

Oh, hey, um, thanks for saving my life.

You're welcome.

So, you got that house key?

Oh, right, yeah.

What was that about?

I was at this thing the other night.

Some jocks dumped him on a swim raft.

No biggie.

Who were the jocks?

Sheriff, I'm your son.

Not your 21 Jump Street snitch.

Thanks for the lift.

I had to drink and ditch
the behemoth last night.

Can't believe Emma still won't talk to me.

Maybe that's a bullet well-dodged.

I mean, don't get me wrong,
Emma's sweet and all,

but I'm guessing the sex was pretty Amish.

Jake, not helping, man!

Look, the girls just don't get how
Nina was like a sexual sniper.

When she targeted you, you went down.

Maybe I should try a heartfelt apology.

Hell, yeah.

Work that big smile
and that "Aw, shucks" magic.

Shut up.

Just, everything that's happened

and this game on Saturday,

I need her.

Yo, grab some Zen.

Forget about the scout from Duke,

forget about Emma

and forget about Nina's murder.

And any cyber-connection to Nina,

'cause it doesn't exist. Correct?

Absolutely.

We are officially cerrado.

That's closed.

For business.

Son of a bitch!

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"I miss you Nina Bobina.

"Rest in Prada. Love, Miranda."

Isn't that the girl Nina fat-shamed

into some questionable
Guatemalan liposuction?

Sounds like our Nina.

How would you describe Nina's
relationship with the other students?

As you can see, she was loved.

- Very popular.
- Yeah, yeah.

Well, thank you very much,

- and have a wonderful day.
- You too.

- Who's that?
- Thanks for your time.

Absolutely.

Hey, guys, I'm Piper Shaw.

I'm doing a story for...

Autopsy of a Crime.

Yeah, your show is completely addictive.

Thank you.

- Fellow crime geek.
- Totally.

Uh, I'm Noah Foster. This is Audrey.

She's shy.

You look really familiar.

You probably saw my video.

So, I'm trying to get past
all of the faux-BFF BS

and get a clear picture
of the real Nina Patterson.

Did any of you know her?

Yeah. Nina was a stone-cold bitch

who got what she deserved.

That is pretty clear.

- Can I quote you on that?
- No!

No, she's just saying words.

And what about you?

Did you have any thoughts on Nina's murder?

- You know, a few...
- Someone's ass is toast!

But some other time sounds good.

- Noah!
- What's up?

Was it you, nerd?

Was this payback for the lake?

- Was what payback?
- My truck.

It went viral!

- Well, I mean, you know...
- Can it, les-beast.

Hey, hey, leave him alone.

You know anything about this? -No.

But, you know, it is a sad statement

of the decline of our public schools.

- That's the wrong answer.
- Whoa!

I swear I didn't touch your truck.

If I find out you were lying,

I swear to God you are dead.

I believe you.

Misspelling douche
was an interesting choice.

Yeah, well I should've
used the spray stuff.

I got paint all over me.

I looked like Carrie at prom
by the time I got home.

I don't care what the press says,

Tyler's not some closet slasher-psycho.

I mean, I can't really
picture him doing it either,

but if he's innocent,
why doesn't he come forward?

I don't know.

Maybe he's afraid.

I just wish he'd call me back.

Hey, Em, did you get my texts?

Good luck.

Yeah, I got your texts.

Okay, well, I just want
a chance to explain, okay?

This is gonna sound like an
excuse, but, the thing with Nina?

I think she came onto me because
she felt threatened by you.

Like she wanted some leverage.

It's my fault that you slept with Nina?

No, you know how she played people.

Yeah. We both knew.

And I thought we had
something better than that.

Em.

This doesn't have to be over.

Hey.

Do you have a problem?

Well, that's my locker.

And I'm pretty sure
Emma's done talking to you.

Just stay out of this, Abercrombie.

Do you want some
dueling pistols or something?

Is that really your locker?

Is that guy really your boyfriend?

Well, the jury's still out on that one.

And, um, FYI,

I don't usually kiss guys in greenhouses.

I was upset.

I'll see you around.

Audrey, can we please talk?

What's there to say?

You and Nina filmed me and Rachel.

She posted it all over the web.

You lied about it and now you feel guilty.

There, we talked.

You're right.

I didn't stop Nina from filming
you and I should have.

But...

Hey, can we please find a
way to move on from this?

I mean, pretty soon, there's
gonna be a new headline.

Oh, so I should be comforted by the fact

that someone else is bound
to be humiliated today?

Those comments aren't going away

and Rachel...

Rachel can't ignore them like I can.

She won't even text me back.

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That's the Brandon James mask.

Guess you got your new headline.

Okay, Mr. Mayor.

The last thing we need is the
public seeing that damn mask.

Who leaked the security footage?

Nobody leaked anything, all right?

Someone filmed the murder
and posted it online.

I got my tech guy
trying to trace it right now.

Nina's autopsy.

Have you seen the GIF, Maggie?

I mean, do you know anything about this?

I know I never needed
to see that mask again.

Well, the press is in heaven.

When O'Neill put on that mask,

he connected Nina to our infamous past.

You weren't there
back when we were scraping

"Murderville" off our town sign.

We now have real economic development.

People are moving here. We have a
bike path, for crying out loud.

Yes, Tyler O'Neill is my main
person of interest, okay,

but we don't know for sure that
that's him behind that mask.

Look, I talked to his foster parents.

They're worried.

They don't think
he could have killed anyone.

O'Neill is hunkered down somewhere

and he is going to make a mistake.

You better be there
to catch him when he does.

You okay?

After that GIF went viral,

our hotlines lit up with
Brandon James wannabes.

Any of them seem dangerous?

No, we'll question
each and every one of them.

Plus I'm pulling
the Brandon James case files.

I'm looking into possible suspects.

I'm gonna keep you safe, okay?

Sheriff, this just came in.

Thanks.

I got a call on Kiley Street.

Me too.

Oh, no!

Uh, hey, Riley, wait up.

Hey.

Uh, I saw that GIF.

Just wanted to make sure you were okay.

Yeah, I'm just a little
freaked out by it all.

Kind of hard to concentrate
on computer science

with a deranged killer on the loose.

Tell me about it.

Mid-term projects are coming up,

and I haven't decided on my concept.

You know, I'm actually done with mine,

if you need a hand.

Oh, what're you doing?

Uh, it's this app that links
into any available downtime

at the Canberra DSS satellite array.

Basically, lets you tool around the
universe from any mobile device,

see the stars.

Cool!

But if you wanna stargaze,
maybe you should go outside.

Lie down on the grass, look up.

That's another way to go.

If you wanna try it sometime.

Oh, so like a you and me thing?

Uh... That sounds...

Hmm.

I'll see you in class.

Okay, I'll see you in class.

I have zero game.

All right, guys, you know, phones down.

But, the Brandon James GIF
put us on the map, Mr. B.

I mean, we've got like seven of the top ten

trending hashtags right now.

You know, maybe you should
focus more on your studies

and less on Lakewood's web-buzz.

Who can resist a murder selfie?

Which is what the killer is counting on.

All right, Will Graham,
what is this killer's design?

Well, murder's a lonely game, you know.

I mean, say you're the killer, okay.

You sneak into Nina's house,

you skulk around and scare her

and then you kill her. Boom!

But then what?

You take a victory lap around the pool?

You just stand there, watching the
blood spread out in the water,

thinking your crazy guy thoughts.

Creepy monolog alert.

So maybe it's no good if he's
the only one who's watching.

Exactly, yeah!

Uh, it's the age of Instagram
and YouTube and Tumblr.

- I mean, we need to share the things we do...

or it's like it never happened.

Riley, phones off.

Sorry, Mr. B.

My friend from Saint Mary's texted.

A girl that goes there died.

No way. Who was it?

How'd it happen?

It doesn't say.

I'm sorry to hear that, Riley.

Uh, why don't we get back to...

I have, uh, to go to the bathroom.

Actually, let's...
Let's all take a minute.

Audrey, is everything okay?

I called Rachel to check on her.

Her mom answered her phone.

They found her hanging
from her ceiling fan.

She's dead.

Hey, you, you going home?

Uh, my dad's coming to pick me up.

I am officially distraught.

Right.

Um...

I'm sorry about Rachel.

Yeah, well,

our relationship wasn't even legal

under the bylaws of
Lakewood Municipal Code, so...

Gay rights joke.

My friend, Caden, goes to Saint Mary's.

Apparently, Rachel was just a train
wreck looking for a station.

Brooke, she just killed herself.
And it's because of me.

You can't blame yourself for that video.

We were all there that day.

But, I was the one in the
parking lot with Nina.

I let it happen.

I'm sorry, I just need a minute.

So tragic.

Whoever posted that video

has even more blood on their hands now.

Sounds like we got a new Nina.

Can I take that for you?

Oh, sure. Sorry.

I guess, I kind of set up shop here.

If your boss is a squatter Nazi,

I can totally buy a breakfast
burrito or something.

I know your voice. You do that
Autopsy of a Crime podcast.

Good ear. I'm Piper Shaw.

You're Emma Duval, right?

Um, yeah, how did you know that?

Research. I'm doing a profile...

About the murder, yeah, I heard.

Um, well, I'll let you get back to it.

Your dad's Kevin Duval,

the sole survivor of
the Brandon James attacks?

I actually don't talk about that.

Uh, sorry, I'm just trying to
see if there's any connection

between what happened then
and what's happening now.

No agenda, just the truth.

I also have a very serious
caffeine addiction,

so you'll be seeing a lot of me.

Okay, well, you respect my privacy

and I will keep you caffeinated.

Fair enough.

Good night.

Hello?

Em!

Whoa!

Will!

What are you doing here?

Uh, I got your text.

Em, are you sure you're okay?

I didn't send you this text.

What?

Someone is pretending to be me.

Hey, it's okay.

Maybe it's just Brooke
trying to play matchmaker.

No. Brooke thinks you need a
little more time on the bench.

Great.

Thanks, Brooke.

Em, listen,

I've been so busy explaining,
that I never apologized.

I'm really, really sorry.

And there's no excuse, it was
stupid, and thoughtless and crazy.

The thing with Nina, it was just once.

Okay. I mean, I guess that's fair.

The...

The thing with me and
Kieran was just once, too.

What thing with Kieran?

I kissed him at the party

in the greenhouse and it felt great.

I guess, I deserve that.

If I can't trust you, I can't be with you.

I know and... I know I
have to earn that back.

It would mean a lot if you
came to the game tomorrow.

My dad is out of control.

I'm under a lot of pressure.

I'll try.

This is odd.

Hey, I figured you could use some caffeine.

Look, honey, I don't usually
mind you visiting me at work,

but this one's a little disturbing.

Is that Rachel Murray?

She was a cutter?

Yeah, she had some issues with depression.

Yeah, yeah, Audrey knew her.

They were close.

Rachel's mom mentioned something
about a cyber-bullying video.

Was Audrey the one Rachel was kissing?

Yeah.

Nina was the one who filmed them.

I was there.

I let it happen.

What?

Emma!

I'm sorry.

The injuries don't make
sense with where we found her.

You mean hanging from a ceiling fan?

Exactly. Her neck snapped.

She would have to fall from much
higher up for that to happen.

Which means it's possible that
Rachel didn't commit suicide.

Well, I'd have to finish the
autopsy to be sure, but yes.

Hey...

What?

What is it?

Emma confessed that she could've
stopped that video that went viral.

She blames herself for this.

But now, if Rachel didn't commit suicide...

I mean, not that that
excuses what she did...

I get it. I get it.

Take the time you need.

If this death is suspicious, it's...

It's your call.

What if that call is
Rachel Murray was murdered?

Then things just got
a lot more complicated.

Welcome everyone,

to George Washington High School.

And welcome, to the
visiting Stanton Bulldogs,

taking on your home team, Lakewood Lancers!

Sportsball! Yay!

You see the scout from Duke?

Maybe it's better if I
don't know which one is him.

How'd it go with Emma? Did it work?

She's here.

That's all that matters.

Um, I'm gonna go get some licorice whips.

Be right back.

Really?

Who the hell do you kids think
you are? Give me that.

Give it to me!

Hey, you sure you're up for
filming game highlights?

'Cause I'm happy to do it.

I need the distraction.

So, Riley still hasn't texted me back.

I went full geek, with
the stargazing app, right?

Gosh, I wish there was, like,
a line on a gauge somewhere.

Game on!

Or, you know, I mean, I can totally
stay and keep your batteries charged.

Go. I can do this.

You have other batteries to charge.

You are the definition of da bomb.

Hmm. Make good choices.

Have fun.

Good evening, Lancer fans.

Welcome.

It has been

an emotional week for Lakewood

with the loss of two lovely
young souls in our community,

Nina Patterson and Rachel Murray.

- Let's
have a moment of silence.

Riley!

Uh, I'm here.

Riley!

Riley!

Just let your eyes adjust. -Oh, jeez!

You're like a ninja!

- That's racist.
- What?

Oh, no.

- I didn't mean like...
- Come on!

Come on!

How's it shaking, Mr. B?

Good, thanks, Brooke.

Can I get a small popcorn?

You know, you're not
making this any easier.

I'm not the one who discontinued
our study sessions.

When can we talk?

Language Arts.

Third period.

You know what I mean.

I miss you.

Then grow a pair and come get me.

Hey!

Hi.

Your boy's pretty good.

You ever let him plead his case?

Yeah. Right after I almost took
his head off with a two-by-four.

I was, uh.

I was closing up at work and
I'm pretty sure someone was...

I don't know, trying to
scare me or something.

And then he showed up?

Turnover by the Bulldogs.

- Possession Lancers.
- What?

It's classic.

Messes with your head and then rescues you.

No way.

Did he ask you for one little favor?

Something that tugged at your heartstrings?

I thought so.

Romance is always
shoe-horned into genre fare.

I mean, seriously,

why would Sarah Connor and
Kyle Reese sleep together

if they have the Terminator
chasing after them?

Is that the new Terminator movie

with the dragon chick from Game of Thrones?

No, no, it's the original!

Ah!

It's only, like, my favorite movie.

Maybe we can watch it sometime.

Sure or, you know,
I can loan you my Blu-ray.

Oh, what about The Walking Dead?

They're not rushing the romance.

They've spent five seasons

letting Daryl and Carol fall in love.

Right. Because we're all
watching the zombie show

to see if the hick and the
housewife will sleep together.

That's why I watch it.

A girl loves a little
romance with her gore.

Um, these are really good.

It's kind of herby.

It's a basil cucumber martini.

Always shaken.

Never stirred.

Noah,

are you a virgin?

What?

Uh.

No, no, I'm like a regular man-slut.

Just like so many girl...

Ten
seconds remain in the game.

Will Belmont, for three!

Final score, 47-46.

It's your Lakewood Lancers
with the victory!

Hey, thanks for being here.

Yeah, everyone's here.

You played a good game.

Thanks.

So what's up with that guy, huh?

Do you like him?

Will, I don't wanna have a fight.

Good.

'Cause me neither.

I miss that.

Good night, Will.

Brooke, come on, let's go.

Hi.

I, uh, I liked the film
you made for Rachel.

Thanks.

It was just some clips.

It was really beautiful.

Look, I...

I know that Rachel had some issues.

What, the cutting?

Let me guess, you're gonna tell
me that she killed herself

because she was depressed. -No, no!

I did this, okay?

Whether the video was a tiny part of it

or the thing that pushed her over the edge,

I am taking full responsibility.

You have every reason to hate me.

Kitchen door.

Kitchen door.

Kitchen door.

- Hello?
- Hi, this is GPP security.

We got an alarm notice at your house.

Can you give me your name and code word?

Um, my name is Emma Duval,

and the code word is, uh, "amethyst."

Um, I, I just found my kitchen door open.

Just take a deep breath, Emma.

We got a patrol nearby.

He can be there in a few minutes.

Should, I, maybe go wait outside?

You're safer inside.

If someone tried to break in, he probably
took off when the alarm sounded.

Would you... Would you
stay on the line with me

until somebody gets here?

Sure, I can do that.

Sorry if I sound paranoid,

it's just, my family
has been harassed before.

No worries.

Whole town's on edge with
all the Brandon James talk.

Um, how far away is he?

Dispatch says three minutes, tops.

So, what're you doing home tonight?

Watching some TV?

Anything good on?

Is this your way of trying to distract me?

You see right through me.

Sorry, but it's not working.

Come on. Humor me.

- What do you like to watch?
- I don't know.

Uh, Game of Thrones, Scandal.

How to Get Away with Murder?

Yeah. That one's pretty good, I guess.

I like a strong female lead.

You sound pretty tough yourself.

If that guy's still in your house,

maybe he should be afraid.

Don't even joke about that.

Sorry.

Uh, so what else do you like?

Comedy? Horror?

Definitely not horror.

Real life is scary enough these days.

I barely sleep anymore.

You do look tired.

What?

You sound tired.

What's taking him so long?

He's getting close.

What you should really be asking is,

did you just lock me in or out?

If you're in this house, I swear to God.

What? You gonna try a little
batting practice on me?

Yeah, you're damn right I will.

Gotta find me first.

And I could be anywhere.

I've got your number.
I'm calling the police.

By all means.

They'll reach a nice confused man named Art

who works at GPP Security.

And the cops will never get here in time.

So I suggest you talk to me.

What do you want from me?

To show you the truth, Emma.

- About what?
- Who you really are.

And trust me, it's gonna hurt.

You don't know me.

But I do.

And that's the real horror show.

I know that everyone you trust

is lying to you, playing you.

What are you talking about?

Your two-faced friends,

your fraud of a family,

your whore of a mother.

It all started with her, Emma.

But it's gonna end with you.

See you soon.