Sam Carpenter: You're so high right now. Tara Carpenter: I'm so high right now, not even gonna lie.
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Sam Carpenter: Never fuck with the daughter of a serial killer.
Tara Carpenter: I still prefer "The Babadook."
Mindy Meeks-Martin: Dude, what are you doing? You can do it! These are your rules, man, own that shit. Look behind...
Tara Carpenter: Can we go to a different hospital?
Tara Carpenter: Every time I get attacked, they give me better drugs.
Dewey Riley: How are you? How's Mark? I think I'll keep him.
Dewey Riley: Stop! You know we have to live through this to help her, right?
Sam Carpenter: Are you telling me that I'm caught in the middle of fan fucking fiction?
Sam Carpenter: You're not going anywhere without me. Don't worry, I'm gonna hold your hand the whole way there.
Sam Carpenter: Every decade or so, some idiot gets the bright idea to put on the mask, kill his friends, and get famous too.
Mindy Meeks-Martin: Dude, what are you doing? You can do it! These are your rules, man, own that shit. Look behind...
Sam Carpenter: Never fuck with the daughter of a serial killer.
Tara Carpenter: I still prefer "The Babadook."
Tara Carpenter: Can we go to a different hospital?
Tara Carpenter: Every time I get attacked, they give me better drugs.
Sam Carpenter: Are you telling me that I'm caught in the middle of fan fucking fiction?
Dewey Riley: Stop! You know we have to live through this to help her, right?
Wes Hicks: You got stabbed a billion times, got dumped by your famous wife, and crawled into a bottle. I think it's safe to say you're on the suspect list. Dewey Riley: Well, maybe you're the killer. Because that cut deep.
Amber Freeman: It wouldn't work with just you, Sam. Amber Freeman: See, we had to bring the legacy characters back to make it matter. Can't have a bonafide Halloween without Jamie Lee!
Ghostface: What's your favorite scary movie? Sheriff Judy Hicks: I prefer animated films and musicals.
Amber Freeman: No, no, no, no, no, no! It's not my fault, it's not my fault! Sidney Prescott: Let me guess, the movies made you do it? Amber Freeman: No, no, no, it's the message boards! I was radicalized! Gale Riley: By movie fans? Amber Freeman: Yes, they're so mad! Please, it's not my fault! I'm just a dumb kid, I just wanted to be a part of something!
Sidney Prescott: I put a tracker on her car. Gale Riley: You did what? Sidney Prescott: Seems like something Gale Weathers would do. Gale Riley: I'll take that as a compliment.
Richie Kirsch: Thank God, you're okay! Richie Kirsch: Because I really, really wanted to be the one to kill you.
Dewey Riley: Couldn't resist a good story, could you? Gale Riley: Don't be an idiot, Dewey. I'm here because I was worried about you... Okay, yes! My producers wanted me to cover this for obvious reasons, but ninety percent is because of you. Dewey Riley: Well I feel ninety percent better.
Dewey Riley: Do you have a gun? Sidney Prescott: I'm Sidney fucking Prescott, of course I have a gun
Tara Carpenter: So what do we do now? Sam Carpenter: What nobody ever does in these situations, we're gonna get the fuck out of Woodsboro.
Sam Carpenter: You're so high right now. Tara Carpenter: I'm so high right now, not even gonna lie.
Sam Carpenter: I'm sorry. I didn't know him well, but... he helped me. Gale Riley: That's what he did, he helped people. I should have stopped him. Sam Carpenter: If you had, my sister would be dead.
Richie Kirsch: Uh, hi. Gen Z, how are you? Um, both Sam and Tara here have been attacked by the killer twice and now they're here, which makes this place a huge murder target. So, uh... if I were you, I would probably leave. Richie Kirsch: Okay, I tried to be nice! Get the fuck out! Please, get the fuck out! Sincerely, get the fuck out! Richie Kirsch: Thank you! Thank you, all! I'm saving your life, I promise. Thanks, teens. Thank you so much. Richie Kirsch: Great, thank you for leaving the cup, thank you. Richie Kirsch: Saving your life, saving your life, saving your life... Thank you.
Chad Meeks-Martin: Oh, Sam is so cool. Mindy Meeks-Martin: You only say that because she let you wear Pokémon onesies to bed for a year. Chad Meeks-Martin: That's true. That's a true statement.
Dewey Riley: Couldn't resist a good story, could you? Gale Riley: Don't be an idiot, Dewey. I'm here because I was worried about you... Okay, yes! My producers wanted me to cover this for obvious reasons, but ninety percent is because of you. Dewey Riley: Well, I feel ninety percent better.
Chad Meeks-Martin: So, let me get this straight. You're saying that you're the daughter of Billy Loomis and, what, that one of us is the killer? Sam Carpenter: The killer said he knew my secret. He attacked Tara to lure me back here. Chad Meeks-Martin: But then why immediately go and murder some douche nozzle that was stalking Liv? Wes Hicks: Why does it have to be one of us? What about Deputy Dewey here? Maybe he's the killer. Wes Hicks: No offense. Dewey Riley: None taken, but what's my motive? Wes Hicks: You got stabbed a billion times, got dumped by your famous wife, and crawled into a bottle. I think it's safe to say you're on the suspect list. Dewey Riley: Well, maybe, you're the killer... 'cause that cut deep. Amber Freeman: That douche nozzle is connected. I googled him, his Mom is Leslie Macher. Stu Macher's sister. Liv McKenzie: Who's Stu Macher? Dewey Riley: He's Billy Loomis's accomplice, a real looney tune. Sam Carpenter: Okay. Okay. So, the first three attacks are all on people related to the original killers. Mindy Meeks-Martin: Oh, my God! He's making a requel! Sam Carpenter: A what? Mindy Meeks-Martin: Or, uh, legacyquel. Fans are torn on the terminology. Chad Meeks-Martin: Please speak English. Mindy Meeks-Martin: Okay. Remember the Stab movie that came out last year? Liv McKenzie: Oh, yeah! The one the Knives Out guy directed, right? I, actually, really liked that one. Mindy Meeks-Martin: Of course, you did. You have terrible taste. Liv McKenzie: I hate you. Mindy Meeks-Martin: The point is the hardcore Stab fans hated it. You go on 4chan and Dreadit. All they're talking about is how Stab 8 pissed on their childhoods, how they crammed in social commentary just to make it elevated, how the main character's a Mary Sue. Richie Kirsch: What's a Mary Sue? Wes Hicks: You really don't want to know. Amber Freeman: What's wrong with elevated horror? I mean, Jordan Peele fucking rules. Mindy Meeks-Martin: Uh, obviously. But's that not what Stab is. Real Stab movies are meta slasher whodunits, full stop. Sam Carpenter: Come on, it's just a movie. Mindy Meeks-Martin: No, it's not. To some people, the original is their favorite thing in the world. The movie that made them love horror, that Mom or Dad showed them when they were 10 that bonded them together. And God help anyone who slightly fucks with that special memory, who makes a movie they think disrespects it. It sounds like our killer is writing his own version of Stab 8, but doing it as a requel. Dewey Riley: Which is? Mindy Meeks-Martin: See, you can't just reboot a franchise from scratch anymore, the fans won't stand for it. Black Christmas, Child's Play, Flatliners. That shit doesn't work. But, you just can't do a straight sequel, either. Uh, you gotta build something new, but not too new or the internet goes bug-fucking nuts. It's gotta be a part of an ongoing storyline, even if the story shouldn't have been ongoing in the first place. New main characters, yes, but supported by and related to... legacy characters. Not quite a reboot, not quite a sequel. Like the new Halloween, Saw, Terminator, Jurassic Park, Ghostbusters. Fuck, even Star Wars. It always, always goes back to the original! Sam Carpenter: Are you telling me that I'm caught in the middle of fan-fucking-fiction? Mindy Meeks-Martin: Not... just... in the middle, Sam. You're the star. Liv McKenzie: So, not to put, like, too fine a point on it, but, according to requel rules... who's next? Mindy Meeks-Martin: Going by the pattern, whoever it is has to be connected to someone that came before. Dewey Riley: I'm starting to regret coming here. Wes Hicks: Jesus, my Mom's a character in one of them. Mindy Meeks-Martin: No one cares about the shitty inferior sequels, Wes. You're safe. Mindy Meeks-Martin: With Randy as our Uncle, though, you and I are probably screwed. Chad Meeks-Martin: Wait, what? Richie Kirsch: Or you're the killer and this whole, what, elaborate monologue is just to cover your tracks. Mindy Meeks-Martin: I think it's pretty clear who the killer is at this point. Sam Carpenter: Who? Mindy Meeks-Martin: You. It makes perfect requel sense.
