Roger L. Jackson movie quotes

View Quote [phone rings a fourth time]
Casey Becker: Shit. [picks up phone] Yes?
Phone Voice: [in a threatening tone] I told you not to hang up on me.
Casey Becker: What do you want?
Phone Voice: To talk.
Casey Becker: Well...dial someone else, okay? [hangs up]

View Quote [first lines; phone rings]
Casey Becker: [picks up phone] Hello?
Phone Voice: Hello?
Casey Becker: Yes?
Phone Voice: Who is this?
Casey Becker: Um…who are you trying to reach?
Phone Voice: What number is this?
Casey Becker: What number are you trying to reach?
Phone Voice: I don't know.
Casey Becker: Well? I think you have a wrong number.
Phone Voice: Do I?
Casey Becker: It happens. Take it easy. [hangs up, goes to kitchen; phone rings again; Casey picks it up] Hello?
Phone Voice: I'm sorry. I guess I dialed the wrong number.
Casey Becker: So why'd you dial it again?
Phone Voice: To apologize.
Casey Becker: You're forgiven. Bye now.
Phone Voice: Wait! Wait. Don't hang up.
Casey Becker: What?
Phone Voice: I wanna talk to you for a second.
Casey Becker: They've got 900 numbers for that. See ya. [hangs up. Goes to the kitchen, turns on a burner, and prepares to cook up Jiffy Pop popcorn. The phone rings a third time] Ugh. [picks up phone] Hello?
Phone Voice: Why don't you want to talk to me?
Casey Becker: Who is this?
Phone Voice: You tell me your name, I'll tell you mine.
Casey Becker: I don't think so. [shakes the Jiffy Pop]
Phone Voice: What's that noise?
Casey Becker: Popcorn.
Phone Voice: You're making popcorn?
Casey Becker: Uh-huh.
Phone Voice: I only eat popcorn at the movies.
Casey Becker: Well, I'm getting ready to watch a video.
Phone Voice: Really? What?
Casey Becker: Oh, just some scary movie.
Phone Voice: You like scary movies?
Casey Becker: Uh-huh.
Phone Voice: What's your favorite scary movie?
Casey Becker Uh, I don't know.
Phone Voice: You have to have a favorite. What comes to mind?
Casey Becker: Um, Halloween. [pulls out knife] You know, the one with the guy in the white mask who walks around and stalks baby-sitters. [puts back knife]
Phone Voice: Yeah.
Casey Becker: What's yours?
Phone Voice: Guess.
Casey Becker: Um, Nightmare on Elm Street. [picks up VHS tapes]
Phone Voice: Is that the one where the guy had knives for fingers?
Casey Becker: Yeah, Freddy Krueger.
Phone Voice: Freddy, that's right. I liked that movie. It was scary.
Casey Becker: [locks door] Well, the first one was, but the rest sucked. [goes to living room]
Phone Voice: So, you got a boyfriend?
Casey Becker: Why? You wanna ask me out on a date?
Phone Voice: Maybe. Do you have a boyfriend?
Casey Becker: No.
Phone Voice: You never told me your name.
Casey Becker: Why do you want to know my name?
Phone Voice: 'Cause I want to know who I'm looking at.
Casey Becker: [eyes widen in horror] What did you say?
Phone Voice: I want to know who I'm talking to.
Casey Becker: That's not what you said.
Phone Voice: What do you think I said? [Casey checks outside] What? Hello?
Casey Becker: Look, I gotta go.
Phone Voice: Wait! I thought we were gonna go out.
Casey Becker: Uh, nah, I don't think so. [locks door]
Phone Voice: Don't hang up on me! [Casey hangs up]

View Quote [doorbell rings twice]
Casey Becker: Aah! Who's there?! Who's there? I'm calling the police! [phone rings; Casey jumps with horror, picks it up]
Phone Voice: You should never say "Who's there?". Don't you watch scary movies? It's a death wish! You might as well just come out here to investigate a strange noise or something.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] Look, you've had your fun now, so I think you better just leave or else...
Phone Voice: Or else what?
Casey Becker: [sobbing] Or else my boyfriend will be here any minute, and he'll be pissed when he finds out.
Phone Voice: I thought you didn't have a boyfriend.
Casey Becker: I lied! I do have a boyfriend and he'll be here any second, so your ass better be gone.
Phone Voice: [sarcastically] Sure.
Casey Becker: I swear! [angrily] He's big and he plays football, and he'll kick the shit out of you!
Phone Voice: [false terror] I'm getting scared! Shakin' in my boots.
Casey Becker: [terrified sobbing] So you better just leave...
Phone Voice: His name wouldn't be Steve, would it?
Casey Becker: [eyes widen in shock] How do you know his name?
Phone Voice: Turn on the patio lights...again.
Casey Becker: [turns on patio light, scared; looks outside, sees Steve tied in a chair, his mouth taped] Oh, God! [unlocks and opens door]
Phone Voice: I wouldn't do that if I were you!
Casey Becker: [closes and locks door in fear] [scared crying] Where are you? Where are you?
Phone Voice: Guess.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] Please don't hurt him.
Phone Voice: That all depends on you.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] Why are you doing this?
Phone Voice: I wanna play a game.
Casey Becker: [crying] No.
Phone Voice: Then he dies right now!
Casey Becker: [screaming and crying] No!! No!
Phone Voice: Which is it? [serious tone] Which is it?
Casey Becker: [crying] Well...what kind of a game?
Phone Voice: Turn off the light. You'll see what kind of game. Just do it!  [Casey walks to light switch]
Steve Orth: [muffled] No, Casey! No! No! [Casey switch lights off] No! Casey!!
Phone Voice: Here's how we play: I ask a question. If you get it right, Steve lives.
Casey Becker [unplugs television] [sobbing] Please don't do this.
Phone Voice: Come on, it'll be fun.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] Please.
Phone Voice: It's an easy category.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] Please.
Phone Voice: Movie trivia. I'll even give you a warm-up question.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] Don't do this. I can't.
Phone Voice: Name the killer in Halloween.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] No.
Phone Voice: Come on, it's your favorite scary movie, remember? He had a white mask. He stalked the baby-sitters.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] I don't know.
Phone Voice: Come on. Yes, you do.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] No, please.
Phone Voice: What's his name?
Casey Becker: [sobbing] I-I can't think.
Phone Voice: Steve's counting on you.
Casey Becker: [stops sobbing] Michael-- Michael Myers.
Phone Voice: Yes! Very good! Now for the real question.
Casey Becker: No!
Phone Voice: But you're doing so well. We can't stop now.
Casey Becker: Please stop! Leave us alone!
Phone Voice: Then answer the question. Same category.
Casey Becker: Oh, please stop.
Phone Voice: Name the killer in Friday the 13th.
Casey Becker: Jason! Jason! Jason!
Phone Voice: I'm sorry. That's the wrong answer!
Casey Becker: No, it's not! No, it's not. It was Jason.
Phone Voice: Afraid not. No way.
Casey Becker: Listen, it was Jason! I saw that movie twenty Goddamn times!
Phone Voice: Then you should know Jason's mother, Mrs. Voorhees, was the original killer! Jason didn't show up until the sequel. I'm afraid that was a wrong answer.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] You tricked me.
Phone Voice: Lucky for you, there's a bonus round. But poor Steve, I'm afraid, he's out!

View Quote Phone Voice: [to Randy referring to Dewey and Gale] I'm not interrupting anything, am I? You three look deep in thought. Have you ever felt a knife cut through human flesh and scrape the bone beneath?

View Quote Phone Voice: Hello, Sidney. Remember me?

View Quote [Gale smokes a cigarette, stops, turns to Dewey and Randy]
Gale Weathers: Sorry. All right, Let's just assume the killer is repeating Woodsboro...
[Gale's phone rings; she answers it]
Gale Weathers: Yes?
Gale's Agent: [on the phone] I have Bob calling.
Gale Weathers: I'll have to call you back. [hangs up phone]
Randy Meeks: That doesn't explain Sidney's attack. Sidney wasn't killed in Woodsboro. Wasn't for a lack of trying. The killer is trying to finish what was started.
Gale Weathers: Well Sid's under protection, right?
Randy Meeks: Yeah.
[Gale's phone rings again; she answers it]
Gale Weathers: What?
Gale's Agent: [on the phone] Bob really needs to talk to you.
Gale Weathers: Tell Bob I'll call him back. [hangs up phone]
Deputy Dewey Riley: When'd she start smoking?
Randy Meeks: Ever since those nude pictures on the internet.
Gale Weathers: It was just my head. It was Jennifer Aniston's body. Anyway, you're forgetting something. In Woodsboro, there were more victims before the homestretch.; Tatum, my cameraman, Himbry...---
Joel: Time out! I don't need to be hearing about no dead cameramen, all right? Now I'm warning you guys. I am a verb away from vacating these premises. I'm gonna get me some coffee, donuts, Prozac, see If I can find some crack, Special KX, "not Malcolm and I'll be back when you guys start talking about something a little more Saved By The Bellish, all right?
[Joel leaves]
Deputy Dewey Riley: He seems a little shaky.
Gale Weathers: Don't worry about him. If the killer is following a pattern, maybe we can figure out who's next.
Deputy Dewey Riley: I wouldn't follow a killer's pattern. We were all involved In Woodsboro. Could be any one of us.
Gale Weathers: So what do you wanna do, bonehead? Sit here, wait and see who drops next?
Deputy Dewey Riley: Well, I don't know... [Gale's phone rings again] "Phonehead"!
[Gale's phone kept ringing; Randy gets her phone and answers it]
Randy Meeks: Gale's not here!---
Phone Voice: I'm not interrupting anything, am I? You three look deep in thought. Have you ever felt a knife cut through human flesh and scrape the bone beneath? [the voice laughs evilly]
Randy Meeks: It's him.
Deputy Dewey Riley: Who?
Randy Meeks: The killer. He can see us.
Deputy Dewey Riley: Just keep him on the phone.
Randy Meeks: What do you want me to say?
Deputy Dewey Riley: I-I don't know. Just keep him talking. Come on, Gale.
Randy Meeks: Uh... Hi. -
Gale Weathers: What are we doing?
Deputy Dewey Riley: Look for somebody with a cell phone.
Randy Meeks: So, uh... what's your favorite scary movie?
Phone Voice: You'll never find me.
Randy Meeks: What do you care? Let'em have their fun. So, uh... what's up?
Phone Voice: What's your favorite scary movie?
Randy Meeks: Showgirls. Absolutely frightening. What's yours? Wait. Let me guess. The House on Soroity Row? The Dorm that dripped blood? Splatter university? Graduation day? Final exam? Am I close?
Phone Voice: Closer than you think. [A random person bumps into Randy] Too slow, geek. Do you want to die?
Randy Meeks: Is that the best you can do? Because Billy and Stu were much more original.
Phone Voice: Why are you even here, Randy? You'll never be the leading man.
Randy Meeks: ****! YOU!
Phone Voice: No matter how hard you try, you'll never be the hero and you'll never, ever get the girl.
[Randy attacks a man on a phone next to a van, believing he's the killer, but he's not]
Randy Meeks: Sorry.
Phone Voice: Wrong guy, dead boy.
Randy Meeks: Oh, yeah? Well, let's re-direct the moment, Mr. I'm So Original. Huh? Where's your motivation? Huh? Why copycat two high school loser ass dickheads? Stu was a pussy ass wet rag. And Billy Loomis? Billy Loomis, what the ****? Jesus! What a rat looking homo repressed momma's boy! Why not set your goals higher, huh? You wanna be one of the big boys? Huh? Manson, Bundie, O.J, Son of...
[Ghostface attacks Randy and kills him]

View Quote [Sidney is confronted by a person in a white, blood-stained cloth, speaking in Maureen's voice]
Maureen: Sid... Sid... come in here... please. It's just me, Sid. Oh, I was so pretty. Everybody loved me. Have you missed me, Sidney? Would you like to hold me one last time? What's the matter? What are you staring at? Don't you remember your-
[Her voice changes]
Phone Voice: Mother?
[The person takes off the cloth, revealing himself to be Ghostface, who locks the doors so Sidney cannot escape]
Ghostface: [Speaking in the Phone Voice] You're not going anywhere, Sidney. It's time you came to terms with me and with Mother. Maybe you never knew her at all, Sidney. Maybe you just can't get past the surface of things. [Reveals his chest is bulletproof]
Sidney Prescott: Who the hell are you?
Ghostface: The other half of you. I searched for a mother, too, an actress named Rina Reynolds, tried to find her my whole life. And four years ago, I actually tracked her down, knocked at her door, thinking she'd welcome me with open arms. But she had a new life and a new name: Maureen Prescott! You were the only child she claimed, Sidney. She shut me out in the cold forever! Her own son.
[Takes off the mask to reveal himself as Roman]
Roman Bridger: Roman Bridger, director. [Uses voice changer]
Roman Bridger/Phone Voice: And brother.
Roman Bridger: She slammed the door in my face, Sid. She said I was "Rina's" child and Rina was dead... and then it struck me. What a good idea, so I watched her. I made a little movie, a little family film. Seems Maureen -"Mom"- she really got around. I mean Cotton was one thing; everybody knew about that. But Billy's father - that was the key. Your boyfriend didn't like seeing his daddy in my film too much. He didn't like it at all. And once I supplied the motivation, all the kid needed was a few pointers. Have a partner to sell out in case you got caught, find someone to frame, it was like he was making a movie.
Sidney Prescott: You. This is all because of you.
Roman Bridger: I'm a director, Sidney. I direct. I had no idea they were gonna make a film of their own. What a film it turned out to be, huh? I mean, introducing Sidney the Victim, Sidney the Survivor, SIDNEY THE STAR!
Sidney Prescott: Fine, you got what you wanted: hero and villain face-to-face. Well, you know what happens now? The villain dies!
Roman Bridger: Exactly! But I'm not the villain, Sid. You are. [Brings out a captured John Milton] Here he is, the man who gave away your mother's innocence. Huh? What he did to her made her a slut, didn't it? Huh? She never recovered from that night, right here in this room. They **** her three ways from Sunday, ruined her life. Ruined yours, too, didn't it, Sid? You hate him, Sid? Come on, I know you do. I'm sure you do.
[Brings out an answering machine that speaks in Sidney's voice]
Sidney Prescott: I know who you are. I know what happened to my mother, and I want you to understand, I'm gonna make you pay!
Roman Bridger: That's what the police are gonna find on Milton's answering machine, right next to his lifeless, mutilated corpse. [John mumbles] What? Can't hear ya.
John Milton: You don't have to do this, Roman. Just tell me what you want. I can make it happen. Any picture. Name your budget. Script approval. Final cut!
Roman Bridger: I already have it.
[He slits John's throat]
Sidney Prescott: No! God! You spineless bastard!
Roman Bridger: No, Sid, that would be you! You did it all. You did it! You call them all, even your closest... friends. Living in total isolation, the pressure of another movie about you, the discovery that Milton destroyed Mommy dearest, you finally just SNAPPED! And who's our hero, huh? The sole survivor. Who's the one who bravely faced down the psychopath and killed her with her own knife?! You're gonna pay for the life you stole from me, Sid. For the mother, and for the family, and for the stardom, and...GODDAMN IT! EVERYTHING YOU HAVE THAT SHOULD'VE BEEN MINE!
Sidney Prescott: God, why don't stop your whining and get on with it! I've heard this shit before!
Roman Bridger: STOP!
Sidney Prescott: Do you know why you kill people, Roman? Do you?
Roman Bridger: I DON'T WANT TO HEAR IT!
Sidney Prescott: Because you choose to! There is no one else to blame!
Roman Bridger: GOD **** DAMN IT!
Sidney Prescott: Why don't you take some **** responsibility?!
Roman Bridger: **** YOU!!!
Sidney Prescott: **** YOU!

View Quote [Sarah answers the ringing phone]
Sarah: Director's office.
Roman Bridger: Sarah, it's Roman. I'm sorry I'm running late. I'm still on the 405. I'm about 10 minutes away.
Sarah: Oh, it's no problem. I'm just looking at your music video awards.
Roman Bridger: Uh, look, since I got you on the phone, let's talk about your character, okay?
Sarah: What character? I'm Candy, the chick who gets killed second. I'm only in two scenes.
Roman Bridger: You're not happy with your part.
Sarah: I'm not happy that I am 35 playing a 21 year-old. I'm not happy that I have to die naked. And I'm not happy that my character is too stupid to have a gun in the house after her boyfriend's been cut into fish sticks.
Roman Bridger: Mm-hm. Mm-hm. Great, okay. So let's run the lines.
Sarah: Fine.
Roman Bridger: Page 28. Candy's big moment.
Sarah: Page 28. "Ring-ring. Hello?"
Roman Bridger: "Hello?"
Sarah: "Who's this?"
Roman Bridger: "Who's this?"
Sarah: "This is Candy. Hang on, let me get some clothes." See? I don't understand why I have to start the scene in the shower. The whole shower thing's been done. Vertigo. Hello? And I mean, my boyfriend just died. Why am I showering?
Roman Bridger: [sighs] Why don't we just read the scene? "Candy. Nice name. Is that like Candy Cane or Candy Apple?"
Sarah: Whatever. "Come on, who is this? I think you have the wrong number."
Roman Bridger: "But you know my favorite name?"
Sarah: "I'm hanging up right now."
Roman Bridger: "It's Sarah."
Sarah: [confused] Roman, that's not the line.
Roman Bridger: It is in my script.
Sarah: Has there been another goddamn rewrite? How the **** are we supposed to learn our lines when there's a new script every 15 minutes?
Roman Bridger: It's not just a new script. It's a new movie.
Sarah: What? What movie?
Roman Bridger: My movie.
[Roman's voice suddenly changes]
Phone Voice: And it's called Sarah Gets Skewered Like a **** Pig! [Sarah's eyes widen] Still in character, Sarah?

View Quote [Sidney answers a cell phone at the police station]
Sidney Prescott: Hello?
Sidney Prescott: Hello?
Sidney Prescott: Who is this?
Sidney Prescott: Who is this?
Sidney Prescott: Um, who's calling?
Sidney Prescott: Um, who's calling?
Sidney Prescott: Gale, Dewey, whoever, call me back. I can only hear myself.
Phone Voice: I only hear you, too, Sidney.
[Sidney's eyes widen]
Sidney Prescott: Who is this?
Phone Voice: The question isn't who I am. The question is: Who's with me? [Sidney hears yells and cries for help from Dewey and Gale, causing Sidney to jump] Don't do it. If you do one thing to attract attention to yourself, one thing, I'll kill them both. Now, do you have somewhere we can be... alone?
Sidney Prescott: Yes.
Phone Voice: Yeah. Go there. [Sidney goes into the staff room] Oh, it's hard being friends with you, Sidney. When you're friends with Sidney, you die. Well, these friends don't have to, Sidney. It's up to you.
Sidney Prescott: How do I know their voices are...?
Phone Voice: Are real? How do you know you're not hearing things? How do you know I'm not someone in your head? Somewhere, you know. [More yells are heard from Dewey and Gale] Or do you?
Sidney Prescott: You're dead.
Phone Voice: I don't want them. I want you. It's simple. You show yourself, they survive. You run, they die! Don't you wanna know, Sidney, who killed her? Don't you wanna know who killed your mother?
Sidney Prescott: Where?
Phone Voice: She'd have been so happy, Sidney, to know we'd be together.
Sidney Prescott: Where?!
Phone Voice: I'll call you when you're on your way.