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What?

You have to go right now.

OK.

This isn't your fault.

Someone took our knives.

So we couldn't fight back.

I don't know who I can trust.

Then don't trust anyone and friends.

Not me.

Not everyone.

I have a few more.

Cheque.

Where were you?

What?

When?

Last night.

What?

I icon.

You know this, man.

You disappear.

My sister almost could kill, dude.

I was in a study hall with 100 other people.

You can ask any of them.

No.

Oh my God.

Who, Annika?

Many.

I'm so sorry.

Step fuck back.

You're at the top of my list.

I had econ.

Really sorry about.

But my kids are going.

Michael Graham.

They took me off the case.

I'm not gonna stop till I find.

Fuck with my family.

You die.

Agreed.

Hey, you OK?

I came as soon as I heard Dale.

I swear to God, no truth.

OK?

I'm.

I'm here for whatever you need.

OK.

Nice try.

Really, I am.

OK, fine.

Off the record.

OK.

OK.

Thank you.

I'm sorry I punched you.

No, you're not.

I'm not.

You're the cop, right?

We did some digging on your first two victims

and I found something.

I know where the masks are coming from.

Ladies.

Herbie.

No, she's with the FBI.

She's a child.

When did they start letting children into the FBI?

I'm 30.

Well, you look like a zygote.

I have a gun, Gale.

OK, fine.

You're going to want to see this, too.

Jason and Greg were little Atlanta rich boys.

Apparently they used fake names to make this place.

How did you find it?

It's called investigative journalism for a reason.

How didn't you find it?

Weren't you tracking them?

I went through their financial records dozens of times

and this was not in any of them.

Doesn't make sense.

Don't worry.

I'm just really good at my job.

Don't get there.

What is this?

With all the security.

It's gonna be better.

It's not just a theatre.

It's a shrine.

Look up the whole God damn franchise.

Chad.

This is uncle Randy.

They've gotten everything.

Is that then if I was stabbed with?

You all have been through so much.

Motorola.

How did they get all this stuff?

I mean, isn't this evidence?

Well, cops like money and evidence can get lost pretty easily.

Present company excluded, of course.

Why am I here exactly?

My alibi cheques out so I can keep an eye on you, roomie.

The killer must have found this place

before he murdered Jason and Greg,

and then he

took the mask off the mannequins.

All nine, from Stu and Billy to Amber and Richie.

Damn, how fucking cool is this place?

Yes.

Come on Sam, you got to be excited

to get our murder on again together,

Billy and Sam's

team Loomis.

Get ready to slice up more motherfuckers.

What are you doing?

I don't know.

So.

Somebody killed these chuckle fucks and.

Took over.

Someone who believes that Sam masterminded Woodsboro.

If this were a normal staff movie,

this would be the killer Slayer,

which means this

isn't normal staff movie.

TV that tilts too much her if you believe he's dead.

I hear you're a horror fan,

it's been said.

Best nightmare on Elm Street.

The original.

Best friend at the 13th Part 2 chapter.

Had a crush on Corey Feldman.

OK, respect.

Psycho two is underrated.

Candyman the original or equal both.

OK.

OK.

Game recognise game.

You OK?

So when do I get to be a normal person again?

I don't know.

To be a part of this.

I don't want to be a part of some stupid legacy

because because of me.

I'm sorry.

Stop.

It's him.

Tara.

I got her.

That seemed intense.

First, since I came back into her life, I just.

I made a mess of it.

Where's your mother and all this?

She cut me off when I told Tara about Billy.

Then Tara cut her off because she wouldn't talk to me.

So.

No, neither of us have a mother.

I'm sorry to say this, but fuck her, my parents said to.

But you can still make your own family.

Even if it's just with one person.

If you lose that one person.

They just you keep going.

Maybe you find another loaner and you look after each other.

How did you get past what happened to you?

I almost died after I was stabbed.

Technically, I did die for four 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.

You're like that.

Sorry to interrupt.

I think I might have an idea

about how to turn the tables on this screen.

Yeah, we're in.

Sorry, GAIL.

No press allowed.

Police business.

I'm good at my job too.

You should have stayed with the others.

It's not going to happen.

There's no point in both of us putting ourselves at risk.

No,

I'm back up.

So we're really doing the phone tracing thing

that never works in the movies.

So it'll be all keep him talking, Sam.

Two more minutes, I've almost got him.

And then he hangs up.

Just before we can get a lock,

I can trace a call and under 15 seconds.

Well, you've got them out there as baked because the killer usually calls

from somewhere

nearby.

And you think they're safe because it's broad daylight

and a public place.

Look, I am here, OK?

And so is Bailey.

This is exactly how our Uncle Randy died.

Broad daylight, public place.

Hacked into a van.

Step, step, step.

No more Randy.

Hey, Sam.

They're good.

We're good.

You're going to die.

You know you're going to die,

Samantha, choking on your own blood.

How will I heck up your sister?

Unless we find you first 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.

Did you get it?

Yep, geolocation coming through right now.

It's on the Upper West Side.

Was building halfway across the city and W 96.

How did you know that?

Game.

No press pitch.

Last time I saw you, you rang Glee club.

Forgive me if I don't trust you to keep them safe.

My friend Tony works in the Upper West Side.

You get there quicker, you can finish your off.

Possible he's gonna kill her.

Now

we don't even know if it's true.

We don't have a minute now.

You have to trust me.

We gotta make the right calls.

Get in.

Hey, get out of my car.

Do you think you're doing?

It's an official vehicle.

Hey, should we use the silence?

Did you really think we're going to do with this car?

Car.

That would be our food.

Hello.

Not the food, it's for you.

Who is it?

As this calling please.

He says it's the killer.

Hello.

Hello GAIL, it's strange that you

and I have never spoken on the phone.

This is long overdue, I agree.

I figured after all these years you'd want an interview.

You figured right.

So what's your motive this time?

Are you angry at the movies or you just trying to stay relevant?

I could ask you the same don't you know

the legacy characters are disposable now?

Nobody cares about last centuries heroes

and why bother with me at all?

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.

You know you're like the 10th guy to try this, right?

And spoiler alert.

It never works out for the dipshit and the mask.

Ohh, 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?

Fuck you.

Feel to know that you weren't there for him at the end,

not there to give him comfort as he died screaming in his own gut.

You're the one who's going to die screaming, maybe,

but you won't be around to see it.

You couldn't stop what happened to Dewey,

just like you're not going to be able to stop

this.

How's that for nostalgia, fucker?

You missed.

Sure I did.

You win.

I'm in the elevator heading for the ground floor.

Sure you are.

Maybe you just had me.

Maybe I'm wounded.

Or maybe I'm wearing a bulletproof vest.

That's why I'm going to shoot you in the fucking head.

You would have made a good killer girl,

Sydney never would have made sense and Dewey

was the fan favourite,

but you cracking under the pressure

and turning into Ghost Face

would have been a great twist.

Keep talking asshole.

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?

The brains and the sex appeal.

Sorry about your boyfriend.

All those muscles didn't help much.

I sure didn't.

Can you hold please?

On.

Hell.

OK.

Yeah.

I'm.

I shouldn't know, but he was.

Didn't get me.

Tell Sydney.

Never got me.

GAIL.

GAIL.

GAIL, please.

All the way out the way.

No, no, no.

Give them back, please, please.

Thank you right now.

Right wing.

OK.

Got to be pals.

Get the backboard.

We need to move now.

That worked.

Let's move.

I got to use face as I could.

Did you?

I'm scared of you.

I really don't want to get hurt.

And they don't.

I don't want you getting hurt again either, no.

So what do we do now?

Maybe he gets to win this time.

He wants to punish me.

Me.

So maybe they let him.

I'll just give myself up.

If this is what I have to do.

To keep you safe.

It's worth it.

No, we're not doing that.

So, all right, you went back to Woodsboro to protect me.

Every single day you make the decision to protect me.

None of us would even be alive if it weren't for you.

You have to let us protect you this time.

Yes.

We're A-Team, remember?

Actually.

Her family.

Let's go, Core 4.

Come on, sweat more.

Come on, core what?

It's a nice thing.

He's gonna keep coming after us.

Isn't there somewhere like safe we could just hold up then.

Just gonna keep finding us.

You could use that though.

I'm getting my ass chewed out for not dropping the case,

and now you want me to do what

you want to lure him to secure location and travel inside?

And then what?

We execute them.

You can help us.

Let's kill this son of a bitch.

Give us the key cards to the theatre,

any surveillance and security cameras,

but we can

use that against him.

As soon as I can

remember, travel in public.

Or people around you fancy has to take a shot at you

before you get there.

This is even a good plan.

You don't have to come if you don't want to.

So it's to peel off and the killer kicks us off 1 by 1.

No thank you.

Yes, because it will be much less scary

on the serial killer movie theatre.

Yeah.

Let's go.

Ghost face.

Trains to South America.

The way.

Where's Mindy?

She missed the train.

Going to wait for her.

Very cute boy.

You were dragged me on.

Was trying to keep us together.

I'm pulling us apart.

It's OK.

It's OK.

It's fine.

She's with you.

Then she made us there.

How many steps do we have?

10.

This is 79.

Sorry.

Committee.

Guys.

Fuck you.

Centre.

Mindy.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Fuck.

Somebody help?

Are you OK?

Come on.

Oh, my God.

Are you OK?

Yeah.

It was so good.

You're gonna be OK.

You're gonna be OK.

I got it wrong again.

Help.

Of the city.

This franchise.

Hey.

Bailey, I've got everything set up.

Where minion.

The five minutes behind.

Let's get you inside.

Not you.

Don't trust anyone, remember.

You don't know.

Not really.

You're not woodsboro.

I'm sorry.

Second, OK.

OK.

You too.

Good call.

I cleared the whole place before you got here.

So this is the only way in or out.

He steps in through the first door,

both doors lock,

automatically trapping him inside.

We turned it into a killbox, weapons, one gun

and I hold on to it.

I am the only one with a badge here,

and that's the way it's going to be.

We're safe here.

I'm going to cheque in with Mindy, see if they're close.

Come on.

Come on.

Hey.

You know you're not safe here.

Whenever someone says we're safe here,

it means you're not.

Not now.

You're smarter than this, Sam.

Grab a weapon and clear this place yourself.

You know I'm right.

Excellent choice.

My favourite?

Curvy.

Kirby.

Hello.

Get everyone out of there, Sam.

You're not safe.

Heard from the Atlanta Field office?

They said Agent Reed's been on a downward spiral

ever since the Woodsboro murders last

year.

What are you talking about?

I fired her every two months ago for being mentally unstable.

She's no longer with the FBI.

Shit.

This is the last time I used this place.

So old.

I'm sorry.

You can.

You can

choose.

No, I mean, listen, if you want them, you have these.

They're like 100 years old.

Thing.

I actually.

And maybe we were seeing a lot of money to do that.

Yeah, you should have done that a lot sooner.

Be able to develop a lot more.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Going through.

That's not on track.

She made this whole theatre film box for us.

Hey, what about that?

There's an exit door.

Maybe it leads to the roof or something.

There's only one way to find out.

Let's go.

Let's go.

Come on.

Go.

Yeah.

Ready.

I need you to be ready.

Ready.

Jimmy.

OK,

Phillip.

Let me know what you Kirby.

One of them knocked me out.

What are you doing?

Did you kill?

You kill my daughter, Jesus Christ.

Whatever he's been saying to you, don't listen to him.

He's probably the killer.

Right.

Great job.

Both.

You of course me.

Frankly, I expected more from the two of you

after what you did to us.

What do you mean us?

Not a Monday was right.

It was easy to drop the roommate lottery.

I mean, all I had to do to meet you

was room with the conceited,

condescending alpha,

literally named Chad.

Fucking hell, could you kill him?

This is your grandmother, Sam.

Nancy Loomis.

Really runs you fucking family, doesn't it?

Speaking of family, wait for it.

My name's not Ethan Landry, isn't it?

Dad.

Wait, if it's you two that just leaves?

Wendy.

Hey.

You didn't see that one coming to dance.

Yeah, because you die.

You kind of done it so.

It was a good way to get off the suspect list.

Stab Gale weathers staff meeting on the train,

that sort of thing.

Yeah, and I'll just make sure I was first on the scene

so I could switch your body up

with the freshman.

A little fake blood prosthetic.

You'd be amazed at what a grieving father can get away with.

I asked 2 walkers Max.

Here's my favourite.

Nice, that's #3.

That's two.

This leaves.

Your fathers.

This is what we've been counting down to, Sam.

I'm gonna need you to put it on.

Come on.

What is this?

You did this as a family?

Hell yeah, bitch.

You should know better than anyone.

They're still not getting it.

But I didn't commit those murders in Woodsboro.

We know that.

What do you think this is based on?

Some bullshit conspiracy theory?

Come on, who do you think started the rumours

about you in the first place?

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,

because it's not enough to just kill someone these days.

You have to assassinate the character first.

So when dad here discovers your horribly mutilated bodies

post with Sam wearing her father's mask,

he'll say some poor dumb bastard right on the

Internet that you're the real ghost face

and took matters into their own diluted hands.

Exactly.

That's why it's a perfect alibi

and all the best lies based on the truth.

You're a killer, just like your father.

Yes, you are.

You motherfucker.

You killed our brother.

What are you talking?

You said your brother died in a car accident.

No, no, no, no.

He died in Woodsboro.

The hands of your bitches.

You're's family.

Yeah.

He's going to get it now.

It wasn't until I saw that photograph

of what you actually done to him that I knew.

And I know you had to fucking die,

everything running along with anyone else who stands

in our way.

There she is.

There's the fucking killer programme parenting job, by the way.

I've got a perfect dad.

Yeah, maybe.

For me, they're just a little dark.

She really?

He even made a few of his own.

Did you know?

So you guys are thinking.

I tried to.

There's a very special bond between a father and his first son.

Which is why I helped him build this collection.

This.

On his

very passionate collector, he inspired others.

We had to kill those two wannabe film students because well.

We have to kill you first, huh?

I put the theatre in their name,

then good old Detective Bailey

would have just stumbled

on it.

But I didn't have to, because by golly,

that GAIL Weathers is 1 hell of a journalist.

I built a tribute to my son.

Which is why this is where you have to die, Sam.

Founded by all the things he loved the most.

What happens next?

What?

After you're done with us?

What, you just disappear?

No, I've gotta hurry over to the hospital.

Make sure Mindy and GAIL don't pull through

because everybody dies, Sam.

Everyone who had anything to do with the death of my son suffers and dies.

Get on the mask.

He was.

Sympathetic.

That's not true.

Yeah.

Your son.

He was a man baby who made his girlfriend do all the killing.

He was a strong federal young man.

He was a limp Dick little fuck who cried before he slit his throat.

OK.

Recognise this?

Yeah.

I kind of need this.

Are you gonna do about it, bitch?

Sam.

I'll get help.

Carefully.

That's OK.

Yeah.

Stick something in you, Tara.

Wow.

You guys are so fucked now.

Damn.

Let me go no.

Now come on.

Trust me.

Eco.

What's up?

I'm telling you, virgin.

Looks like you're down another brother.

Always got to shoot him in the head.

Hello, Detective Bailey, I've got one question for you.

Yeah.

What's that?

What's your favourite scary movie?

OK.

I'm asking because you are in one now.

You're in my movie.

Ohh.

I see you've put on your true face.

Your birthright.

Poetic that you're going to die in it.

This is what you wanted, isn't it?

Now you know the truth, huh?

Murders in your blood.

Stop fucking around and show yourself.

What you wish for?

All right, I'm a fucking police officer.

How do you think this is going to go, Sam?

Who do you think they're gonna believe?

Probably the one who's still alive.

Hi.

No.

My father was a murderer.

What do you think?

Better than.

Thank you.

Thank you.

You did fuck with our family, so.

Nice.

Thanks.

You agree?

Hmm.

Thank you for letting me go.

I know you could take care of yourself.

I want to be in your life.

But only as much as you want me to be, I want you to be.

Everyone's going to get so much therapy after

I'm serious.

We're going to get through this.

Together.

So that no scary movie went.

I thought you might need some reinforcements,

and I called Mount Sinai and Mindy and

GAIL are going to be OK.

Maybe he's on the way here now.

They couldn't stop her.

All right.

You ever need me?

End call.

We're all part of the same fucked up family now.

And legacy doesn't always have to be a bad thing.

OK.

Hey.

Let's just chat.

We got another one here.

How are your life?

Are you fucking 4?

You probably need that.

You guys OK?

I know who the hell it's even and Bailey

and Quinn and Quinn.

Fuck, they missed them along again.

Oh my God we all survived.

Twist a lot of draughts by the way kids.

Coming.

My hand size.