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Scream (1996)

Scream (1996) quotes

85 total quotes

Billy
Ghostface
Randy
Sidney
Stu
Tatum


View Quote Billy Loomis: [after Sydney disappears] Where are they? Where are they?
Stu Macher: [coughs] I don't know, Billy, but I'm hurtin', man.
Billy Loomis: Where the ****--?
[phone rings]
Stu Macher: Should I let the machine get it?
Billy Loomis: [picks up phone] Hello?
Sidney Prescott: [as Ghostface] Are you alone in the house?
Billy Loomis: Bitch! You bitch, where the **** are you?!
Sidney Prescott: [as Ghostface] Not so fast. We're gonna play a little game. It's called [normal voice] guess who just called the police, and reported your sorry mother****ing ass?!
Billy Loomis: Find her, you dipshit! Get up!
Stu Macher: I can't, Billy. You already cut me too deep. I think I'm dying here, man.
Billy Loomis: [puts phone on Stu and whispers] Talk to her. Talk to her.
Stu Macher: Hello?
Sidney Prescott: Ohh, Stu, Stu, Stu. What's your motive? Billy's got one. The police are on their way. What are you gonna tell them?
Stu Macher: Peer pressure. I'm far too sensitive.
Billy Loomis: We'll rip you up, you bitch, just like your ****ing mother!
Sidney Prescott: You've gotta find me first, you pansy-ass mama's boy!
Billy Loomis: [angrily] ****! [throws phone]
Stu Macher: [gets hit by phone] Ow. ****in' hit me with the phone, dick!
Billy Loomis: [smashing everything] ****er, where are you?! Aah! [rips pillow] Aah, you ****! [angrily growls]
Stu Macher: Did you really call the police?
Sidney Prescott: You bet your sorry ass I did.
Stu Macher: [worried and scared; as Billy smashes everything in background] My mom and dad are gonna be so mad at me.
Billy Loomis: Aaah! Bitch!
View Quote Gale Weathers: Isn't there a back way out of this building?
Kenny: Yeah. Down that alley, I think. [he and Gale try to look for Sidney]
[Dewey, Sidney and Tatum exit the police station]
Deputy Dewey Riley: You guys just stay here. I'm gonna get the car. Don't move. Don't make a sound.
[Dewey quickly goes to police car; Tatum comforts Sidney]
Gale Weathers: There she is. [she and Kenny appear to Sidney and Tatum] Sidney Hi. That was some night. What happened? Are you all right?
Tatum Riley: [backs away the microphone] She's not answering any questions, all right? Just leave us alone.
Sidney Prescott: No. No. Tatum. It's okay. [starts to smile] She's just doin' her job. Right, Gale?
Gale Weathers: Yes, that's right.
Sidney Prescott: So, how's the book?
Gale Weathers: Well, it'll be out later this year.
Sidney Prescott: Oh, I'll look for it. [turns around to get in car]
Gale Weathers: I'll send you a copy!
[Sidney turns around, punches Gale in face, falls backwards before Kenny catches her; Dewey exits car and sees this]
Kenny: Jeez. Nice shot.
Gale Weathers: Bitch!
[Dewey takes Sidney to his car; Tatum follows]
Kenny: No, I mean, camera shot.
Deputy Dewey Riley: [disapprovingly; to Sidney] Where'd you learn to punch like that?
View Quote Randy Meeks: [looking at Billy's supposedly dead body] Careful. This is the moment when the supposedly dead killer comes back to life, for one last scare.
[Billy wakes up to try to attack. Gale Weathers screams, but Sidney shoots Billy in the head, killing him instantly.]
Sidney Prescott: Not in my movie.
View Quote Randy Meeks: Stu's flipped out! He's gone mad!
Billy Loomis: [eerily whispering] We all go a little mad sometimes. [points gun at Randy]
Sidney Prescott: No, Billy!
Randy Meeks: Oh, ****! [gets shot, and screams in pain. Sydney runs to Randy who moans in pain.]
Billy Loomis: Anthony Perkins, Psycho. [tastes the fake blood] Mmm. Corn syrup. Same stuff they used for pigs' blood in Carrie.
[Sydney shakes her head in shock, turns, and runs into Stu]
Sidney Prescott: [scared] Stu. Help me, please.
Stu Macher: [changes his voice with the voice changer: evilly] Surprise, Sidney.
Sidney Prescott: [pushes Stu away, trying to flee] Unh!
Stu Macher: Ooh!
Billy Loomis: [stops Sidney with gun] Whoa, now. Whoa. [Stu throws the voice changer to Billy] What's the matter, Sidney? You look like you've seen a ghost.
Sidney Prescott: Why are you doing this?
Stu Macher: It's all part of a game, Sidney.
Billy Loomis: It's called "Guess how I'm gonna to die?"!
Sidney Prescott: **** you!
Billy Loomis: No, no, no, no, no. We already played that game, remember? You lost.
Stu Macher: It's a fun game, Sidney. See, we ask you a question, and if you get it wrong, boo-kah! You die!
Billy Loomis: You get it right, you die.
Sidney Prescott: You're crazy, both of you.
Stu Macher: Actually, we prefer the term "psychotic."
Sidney Prescott: You'll never get away with this.
Billy Loomis: Oh, no? Tell that to Cotton Weary. You wouldn't believe how easy he was to frame.
Stu Macher: Watch a few movies, take a few notes. It was fun.
Sidney Prescott: No!
Stu Macher: Whoa! Where're you goin'?
Sidney Prescott: Why? Why did you kill my mother?
Billy Loomis: Why? Why? Did you hear that, Stu? I think she wants a motive. Well, I don't really believe in motive, Sid. I mean, did Norman Bates have a motive?
Stu Macher: No.
Billy Loomis: Did they ever really decide why Hannibal Lecter liked to eat people?  Don't think so!  See, it's a lot scarier when there's no motive, Sid. We did your mom a favor, Sid. That woman was a slut-bag whore...who flashed her shit all over town like she was Sharon Stone or something.
Stu Macher: Yeah, we put her out of her misery, 'cause let's face it, Sidney...your mother was no Sharon Stone, hmm?
Billy Loomis: Is that motive enough for you? [Sydney doesn't answer] Well, how about this? Your slut mother was ****ing my father...and she's the reason my mom moved out and abandoned me. How's that for a motive? Maternal abandonment causes serious deviant behavior. It certainly ****ed you up. It made you have sex with a psychopath.
View Quote Sidney Prescott: [answering the phone] Tatum, just get in the car--
Phone Voice: Hello, Sidney.
Sidney Prescott: Uh, hi. Who is this?
Phone Voice: You tell me.
Sidney Prescott: Well, I have no idea.
Phone Voice: Scary night, isn't it? With the murders and all, it's like right out of a horror movie or something.
Sidney Prescott: [chuckles] Randy, you gave yourself away. Are you calling from work? 'Cause Tatum's on her way over.
Phone Voice: Do you like scary movies, Sidney?
Sidney Prescott: I like that thing you're doing with your voice, Randy. It's sexy.
Phone Voice: What's your favorite scary movie?
Sidney Prescott: Oh, come on. You know I don't watch that shit.
Phone Voice: Why not? Too scared?
Sidney Prescott: No, no. It's just, what's the point? They're all the same. Some stupid killer stalking some big-breasted girl who can't act, who's always running up the stairs when she should be going out the front door. It's insulting.
Phone Voice: Are you alone in the house?
Sidney Prescott: Randy, that's so unoriginal. I'm disappointed in you.
Phone Voice: Maybe that's because I'm not Randy.
Sidney Prescott: [eyes widen] So, who are you?
Phone Voice: The question isn't "Who am I?". The question is, "Where am I?"
Sidney Prescott: S-s-so, where are you?
Phone Voice: Your front porch.
Sidney Prescott: Why would you be calling from my front porch?
Phone Voice: That's the original part.
Sidney Prescott: [checks front porch; no one seems to be there] Oh, yeah?  Well, I call your bluff. [goes outside, looks around, sees no one] So where are you?
Phone Voice: Right here.
Sidney Prescott: [looks around, sees no one] Can you see me right now?
Phone Voice: Uh-huh.
Sidney Prescott: Uh-huh, okay.[picks nose] What am I doing? Huh? What am I doing? Hello? [laughs] Nice try, Randy. Tell Tatum to hurry up, okay? Bye, now.
Phone Voice: If you hang up on me, you'll die just like your mother! [Sidney's eyes widen in horror] Do you wanna die, Sidney? Your mother sure didn't.
Sidney Prescott: **** you, you cretin!
View Quote Sidney Prescott: Hello?
Phone Voice: Hello, Sidney.
Sidney Prescott: [eyes widen] No!
Phone Voice: Poor Billy-boyfriend. An innocent guy doesn't stand a chance with you.
Sidney Prescott: Leave me alone!
Phone Voice: Looks like you fingered the wrong guy, again.
Sidney Prescott: Who are you?
Phone Voice: Don't worry. You'll find out soon enough. I promise.
View Quote Stu Macher: [his last words] I always had a thing for ya, Sid! [Sidney bites Stu's wrist, and he screams in pain.] Ohhhhh, God! [Sidney hits Stu with a vase.] [dazed] Bitch!
Sydney Prescott: In your dreams! [Stu screams as Sidney drops a TV on his face, severely electrocuting him, and killing him instantly]
View Quote Stu Macher: When do we see breasts? I wanna see Jamie Lee's breasts. When do we see Jamie Lee's breasts?
Randy Meeks: Breasts? Not until Trading Places in '83. Jamie Lee was always a virgin in horror movies. She never showed her tits 'til she went legits.
View Quote Tatum Riley: God, I loved it. "I'll send you a copy--" Bam! Bitch went down. "I'll send you a copy--"— Bam! Sid, super-bitch! You are so cool.
Deputy Dewey Riley: [enters Tatum's room with bag of ice] Thought you might want some ice for that right hook. [throws bag]
Sidney Prescott:[catches bag] Thanks.
Deputy Dewey Riley: I'll be right next door. Try to get some sleep.
Tatum Riley:  Yeah, yeah. [Dewey exits]
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 [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 [phone rings a fifth time]
Casey Becker: [picks up phone annoyed] Listen, asshole!
Phone Voice: No, you listen, you little bitch! You hang up on me again, I'll gut you like a fish, understand?! [chuckles] Yeah.
Casey Becker: Is this some kind of joke?
Phone Voice: More of a game, really. Can you handle that, Blondie? [Casey rushes to lock two doors, looks out the front door] Can you see me?
Casey Becker: Listen. I am two seconds away from calling the police.
Phone Voice: They'd never make it in time. We're out in the middle of nowhere.
Casey Becker: What do you want?
Phone Voice: To see what your insides look like. [Casey begins crying, hangs up phone]
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 [Steve dies]
Phone Voice: [laughs evilly] Hey, we're not finished yet. Final question. Are you ready?
Casey Becker: [sobbing] Please, please, leave me alone.
Phone Voice: Answer the question and I will. What door am I at?
Casey Becker: What?
Phone Voice: There are two main doors to your house. The front door and the patio doors. If you answer correctly, you live. Very simple.
Casey Becker: [sobbing] Don't do this. I can't, I won't.
Phone Voice: Your call. [window smashes]
View Quote [after Billy compares Sidney's mother to Sharon Stone.] We put her out of her misery, 'cause, let's face it, Sid, your mother was no Sharon Stone!