- Hello. - Want a little game?
- Who is this? - Tell your name and I will tell.
I don't think so.
- What is that sound? - Oops. I farted.
- I don't think you heard me. - No, the sound of the eruption.
Oh. I'm making popcorn. I will watch a video.
- Ooh. What is that? - It's just a scary movie.
- Do you like scary movies? - Mm-hmm.
- What is your favorite? - Um, I don't know.
Think about it.
Oh, I know. Um, Kazaam, which is where I play genie.
- It's not a horror film. - Well, you haven't seen acting yet.
- Hey, you have a good voice. - Thank you.
You never told me your name.
Why do you want to know my name?
Because I want to know with whom I'm dealing.
What-- What are you saying?
Interesting breasts.
Look, what do you want?
I want to see how is the inside.
Good-- Fine, open page 54.
Oh.
Hey, good one.
Listen, you bastard, you have fun, Now you better stop or.
- or what? - Or my boyfriend is here in a minute,
and he is black and he will kick your butt.
- Oh, really? - Yeah.
Do you mean people who dress up and dress like women?
- How do you know? - Turn on the lights.
Please! Please!
Oh, that's not my girlfriend. I mean, I'm in touch with him some time, but not him.
Look, I contacted the police.
Please. contact the police.
But you better first check the back door.
You forgot to lock it.
Feel it, you're a psychopath!
I can't feel my legs.
I think my arm is broken.
- Sorry. - I want my mother.
Hello, Drew.
Oh, God!
- Daddy! Father! - Ugh!
Daddy!
- Daddy!
Daddy, no! Not!
- Did you hear anything? - No, I don't hear anything.
Bobby, what are you doing? My father is in the next room.
That only happened to me. I never climbed through your window before.
Now that you get it out of your system, Bobby, you have to go.
Why?
Shh. Come on
What happened here?
Ow! Dad's head was pinched. Remove father's head.
Daddy, can you knock?
- Knocking? I think I heard a scream here. - Not. No, you don't, dad.
Yes, it could be a bang from me cigarettes before, I guess.
- Yeah. - Yeah, that's what it meant.
I will leave town for a few days.
Not a big deal. Only business I started with the Colombians?
- Oh, you mean Escobar's uncle. - Yeah. Yeah, that's right.
Yes, there is a problem. Some money is lost.
And it seems, some legs will break.
This would be better if I lay down for a few days.
- If the police attack that place-- - I will never hear again about you.
- And don't forget-- - To water the results of your disposal.
Oh, you are my little girl. I really love you...
I left something in the coffee place.
- Father-- - But you must remember to enter into it before selling it.
- Now, what are you going to dissolve with? - Um, powder--
Soda powder baking developer. Not baking powder developers.
Because the young man with baking boilers will have a bread cake growing out of their noses.
You like the joke, right, honey?
You like that joke since you were 2 years old.
- Okay, Nah-- - Okay, I love you.
- I love you. - Have a nice trip.
- Bye. - Bye. Whew!
Is the beach safe?
Oh, Cindy, that nightgown.
It's closed. God!
I've been, uh, at home watching The Exorcist, and that makes I think about you.
If it's about time I vomited green mucus and masturbated with a--
That's my first keg party, Bobby.
No. Not. Uh, it's been edited for TV. All good things are cut.
So you think you climbed through my window...
and we will play bump-bump?
I kind of wished to get my ball licked,
but I won't damage the small rules of your underwear, now, right?
So maybe only the top things maybe?
Okay. But only a few moments.
What--
Wrong location.
Bobby! Oh, Bobby!
I don't want to wait for for our lives to end
- No, Bobby, no. - Ow!
Yeah, my dad.
Okay, stud, you have to go.
Oh, um, things about sex?
I'm only half serious. I don't want to be rushed or anything.
Hey, will you arrange for PG-13?
What is that?
Good night, Bobby.
Shorty, you're very noisy.
And make sure you bring yourself behind today's class.
- I'll go to class. - Lunch isn't class, Shorty.
That's when you chew.
- Look, that's why you're a loser. - Your mother.
You're my brother. That's your mother too, stupid.
Oh, yeah. Well, then, your father is stupid.
So? I don't know him.
Yeah, me too.
- Hey, girl, are you ready? - Yeah, a few more moments.
- We will be late. - Wait. That's Buffy.
I don't know why you hang out with him.
- He is a ho. - Why do you say that?
Because I've seen him.
- My friend Sean held a pool party this summer. - Sean?
Do you know, Puff Daddy?
After all, everyone drinks cristal champagne.
And then it goes wild, and people become weird inside the pool.
I turned around and there was your girl getting money in the Jacuzzi.
So?
With a backup dancer.
I mean, it's disgusting.
That, it's lower than the security officer.
At least security can put you backstage. He doesn't like him.
Bye, Father. I do not know. I think Buffy is sweet, Brenda.
He is a fake person.
Hey, dear girl!
How are you, brother?
- Bye, Mr. Gilmore. - Bye!
- Did he leave? - Yep.
Do you like what you see?
It's all about money.
- I like this color. - Let me see that.
- Oh, you don't have to use this product. - Why not?
- Because they test the product for animals. - So?
Look, have you ever seen what they did to that poor animal?
Well, I'm more than an ordinary person.
I like to feed those who are starving, little children all over the world.
I prefer to help fellow humans than some animals.
- Donate 1 dollar? - Stay away from me, you bum!
Buffy! Don't you see he's starving?
This is it, sir. Delicious sandwiches.
- See? - I said 1 dollar, bitch!
Ow!
God. Look at this place.
This is a circus.
Hello. I'm Gail Hailstorm, author of the book, you're dead, I'm rich.
A small campus is in a state of shock...
after an unthinkable thing happened:
a brutal murder that a teenage corpse--
That's it. Two teenagers were killed...
and this small town is shaken and unclear.
- At times like this-- - The police combed the area to look for a guide.
There are no witnesses that exist for now.
There are no suspects in detention.
Polls ask everyone to move forward.
Direct reports for Black TV. White people die and and we get out of here!
Take your equipment and let's go, damn it!
Hey, do you think reporters will talk to us?
Oh, girl, no. Journalists only want to interview the most stupid people they find.
I'm on TV! Oh, shit! First police, now!
Oh, man, I'll be a star, son!
- What can you tell us about Drew? - Well, he has a big ass.
- I mean, it's like a bang! - How close are you to the victim?
Really close. Until the tent collapses.
Then he wakes up and talks about payment.
Then I pulled my tongue out of his buttocks and left.
What are your last words to Drew?
Run away, bitch! Run!
Hey, yo, dawg. Does this shirt make me like gay?
No, man.
How about now?
- Well. Yeah. - Cool?
This. Take one, friends. Don't forget: Tuesday election.
Don't forget: Tuesday election.
Ah! Shit! Damn it!
What's wrong, honey?
My report card.
Well, however you get A.
Yeah. Me, huh?
You're really smart.
- Hey, did anyone see Bobby? - Well.
Do you know what? The child is late.
I don't understand that. He lives very close.
See you later, Hairy Mama, Bubba, Jim,
Big Jim, Little Jim, Slim Jim, everyone.
See you later. Ciao, Ding. OK.
Damn, girl. Mm-mm-mm.
- I really want to get the one in his pants. - Really?
Yeah. What size is that?
Hey, friends.
- Hey, Bobby. - Hey, honey.
- How are you? - Well.
- Do you all see all the news reporters around here? - Yeah.
Saying that the girl Drew Decker was killed last night.
- Do you know what? I think I know him. - Really?
- Does he have a brother named Steve? - Yeah.
Long haired, cute little mouth, perfect ass?
- That's it. - Well, I talked about Steve.
Whatever happened to him?
Do you think this is weird that he was killed...
exactly 1 year after us,
do you know, killed that person?
Hey, Cindy, it was an accident.
Right, Greg?
Yeah!
Do you see the they did?
When will we do something like that, huh?
One day.
- Do you like that, honey? - Yeah, that's different.
- Do you like that? - Oh, I like that.
Oh, I like when you play my ass.
I don't play your ass.
- Ray! - Oh, my mistake.
Come on, man! Hey, Bobby, turn on the music.
Wait.
This. Turn on.
- That's rain, man - Yeah, that's him here!
- Hallelujah - That's rainy rain
- honey. - Amen
- I will go out I will get it - What? This is classic.
- Of course wet - Turn on the radio, man.
Yeah! Whoo!
- What? It's the day in the laundry. - What is that--
Yeah!
Whoo! Yeah!
- Hey. Come here. - What?
- A little closer to me. - Do you want to tell me something?
Bobby, what are you doing?
I just want you to touch it. Just touch it. Come on
- Uh-- - Just a little. Come on
Whoo!
- Ow! - Oh, yeah, that's what I'm talking about.
Oh, my God! Shit!
God, Cindy-- Oh, shit!
- Oh, my god. - What is that?
I think we hit something.
Oh, man!
Bobby, look at my car, man! My father will be shocked!
I don't see that. It came out of nowhere.
Oh, my God, we hit a boot. Where is the foot?
I don't know.
Where--
That's a body!
- Oh, shit, does he live? - I do not know.
- Well, check that. - I can not.
- Damn it! - We have to contact the police.
- No. I don't want to go to jail. - We must!
Cindy, do you know what they did to the young man in prison?
And all prisoners who are sexually hungry wait for fresh meat.
Hey, you're right, Cindy. Maybe we should contact the police.
Oh, yeah, That's a good idea, Ray. But what about Brenda, huh?
Do you think he wants to go to jail?
This is murder, okay? We will all be affected by this problem.
- We will be in 10 to 15 years. - Shut up, Bobby!
- It's okay. I am fine. - Alcohol everywhere. - So we are in a lot of trouble.
- I'm fine. - Don't blame this nonsense on me, Ray.
- Look, we will get rid of his body. - It's no use.
- Now you think. - We will throw him into the sea. - Not sea, dock.
- I think I'll leave now. - That is a good idea.
- What about alcohol? - We will throw it away.
Come on. That will be fine.
- Come on. Hurry up. Hurry up. - Keep him in the trunk.
- I have nothing to do with this! - Shut up!
Cindy, come on. We will pretend this never happened.
You know, like when we're drunk and we are interconnected.
- I will hold his hand. - I'll hold it. I will hold the other hand. - I'll hold the butt.
We will take him to Williamson Cove and we will waste it there.
The sharks will handle the evidence.
Oh my God, someone is coming.
- Oh, shit. That's Shorty. - Brenda, handle him.
Shorty, I know you're driving without any papers.
I have papers, blunts, bongs,
all ingredients for make a miserly cake.
- Hey, yo, can I help you? - Yo, how are you, Ray?
- Yo, kid, you all need a jumper cable? - Well, that's cool.
Oh, good, because I left a clip of cockroaches at home.
- Go home, Shorty. - Yeah, I'll see you later.
Peace, Ray.
- Close the baggage. - Don't want to be closed.
I'll do it
Wait. Wait. Bring him down. He is heavy. Oh, God.
Okay, look. on the count to 3 we throw him.
Wait, wait, wait. Don't we have to check the wallet?
- What for? - Damn, he might have money.
We have committed murder. We might be able to rob her ass.
- I will take the credit card. - I want the jewelry. - I'll take the pants.
Release! Hey, yo, let go! The pants are mine! Yo!
- I have a gold ring. - Credit card.
- Alright, let's put him in the water. - I don't think I can't, Greg.
- It's not too late. - Shut up, okay?
- Christ, ready. I will do it. - Just put him in the water.
Okay. 1, 2,
3.
Now we make a deal. We will take this to our grave.
- Agree? - Agree. - Agree.
- Agree? - Agree.
Say that, Cindy. Say that!
We bring this to our grave. Say that!
We bring this to our grave. Say that.
Greg, chill. Come on You hurt him.
We bring this to our grave. Ow.
And we never talk about this again.
What are you talking about?
- The man we just killed. - Well, you just talked about that, Greg.
From now on!
Damn bitch, man.
- God. I hate this. - This will be fine, honey. This will be fine.
I promise. Touch it again. Come on. Please.
- You have to go, Cindy. That's all behind us now. - Right.
- This is a coincidence. - Gregss right, Cindy.
Hi. Gail Hailstorm. Reporter field, difficult story.
Special officer Doofy.
Oh, hi, Doofy. Doofy, listen. Are there problems on campus?
- No. Not. - Okay. Okay
You know, you look very young to be a police officer.
- I'm 25 and a half years old. - Ooh!
- Yeah, that's big. - Ah, very big.
Yeah. That's big.
Well, you have no program today after 12 o'clock.
Except for big heads and glazed look at your eyes.
- Ooh, what is saliva? - Yeah. I forgot to swallow it.
Don't worry, because I never forget.
- Will you remind me not to do that again? - Sorry.
Because of the recent tragedy, Sheriff and me, your headmaster,
Will ask all of you all day long.
Wow. It sounds like we have a talent for serial killers in our hands.
Yeah, I didn't say it. This is police business.
Hey, Doofy, did you say you and I got into my van there...
and, uh, do a little better ?
- Do you like that? Yeah, the van is there. - The van?
Yeah.
- Yeah, well, come on. Come on - Oh!
A terrible tragedy and an unbearable loss right.
This is the day we all have to pray at school.
It starts to break down very morally from our society.
This is it, honey.
Go to your father.
Oh!
See you later after class.
- Sweet! - OK!
Okay, class, who will give the first oral presentation?
- Oh! - Anyone?
- Yes! - Someone?
Okay, Heather.
- Okay. Can i start? - Yeah.
Okay, my presentation is on the first amendment.
And it began on May 25, 1787 in Philly with George Washington.
And the country, and I quote,
When the founder of our country argues for our noble part of the constitution--
The first amendment gives us the right to speak--
Oh, shut up!
So what's next?
Uh, Cindy Campbell.
Isn't he the son of, um, you know--
- Oh, yeah, you know, madam, uh-- - Madam -
Yeah. Yeah, the only one--
The only one.
- Why, hello, Cindy. - Hi, Principal Seuiggman.
- Thank you, Doofy. - This is Doofy's special officer today, Cindy.
Now, Cindy, has a few questions that she wants to ask you today.
- What's that... bad smell? - I do not know.
I have a poopie.
Did you just say that you want poopie?
- Yeah. That is good. - Mm.
- Take him out of here. - Yes.
- Thank you, Doofy. - Okay.
You have to go back now to special Ed.
- Okay. Regards. - Maybe change underwear, kid.
- Bye, Doofy. - Bye, Cindy.
- How are you, Cindy? - Well.
- How are you, Sheriff? - Bloating, constipation.
There is a boil on my butt that is as big as a walnut. You know, as usual.
Cindy, I will ask you some questions about Drew Decker.
- I really don't know him. - Oh, come on. Of course you know.
No. I mean, I really don't know too much of him.
I've been in this game for a long time. Don't lie to a liar.
Tell me about Drew. What is she like on the bed, Cindy?
Trying to get you. This is an old police trick.
That's the old police trick. You don't get caught up in that. Good for you, kid.
Forward!
Feed! Bait!
Alright, take a bath!
Yes!
Yo, Dugan, man, good game, yo.
Johnson, retaining, dear.
Speak. Woodward. Good buttocks.
Damn.
Yo, Greg, how are you? You'll take a shower or something?
No, man. I thought I would go out, a little hit the pad.
It's up to you, kid. OK. The last one in the bathroom is rotten eggs!
Come on, all of you! I will get you all!
Don't let uncle Ray catch you!
Who did this? Huh? Who are you?
It's not funny, right?
A small penis is like a defect, man!
Will you please men in a wheelchair? Huh? Will you?
Get out of there, You're crazy!
I'll kick your out of there now! Well?
This opens the hammer size,
The nail you threw away!
Embarrassing how he died.
- She's a good girl. - Yeah, he became baby-sit for my brother Doofy.
- He has destruction in him. - Ray, you're a corpse.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.
Do you want to get nude and wrestle butt?
- Bring it in, Ray! - Hold my earrings. Where is my Vaseline?
- Relax. What is the problem? - I will show the problem.
Oh-- Is this you?
They-- They turned off the hot water in the bathroom, right?
Laugh, you guys. Laughing is satisfied.
Do you know what? You all will go to hell!
Greg, you're not the only one who has that.
Oh, you mean Bobby has a small penis too?
No. I talked about the note.
I have one too.
- Someone knows. - That's bullshit, Cindy.
Someone tried to play with us.
We have to call the police, Greg.
You contacted the police, and I will kill you.
- You hurt him, man. - And do you know what?
That goes to all of you.
The psychopath wants to part of me, bring it in.
But I won't go to court. Do you get that?
What are all the people talking about?
Forget that, Shorty. You know too much.
Are they not beautiful?
- Buffy! - Participant number 1!
Very good. and participant number 2.
Very good. and participant number 3.
Buffy! That's my boyfriend!
- That's my boyfriend! - Yeah, that's my girlfriend too!
- Hey, kiss my ass! - Yeah, I hit that too!
- Alright, Buffy! - Hey, shut up, man!
- The best "tool" I've ever had! - What, do you want my share?
Now the talent part of the competition.
Oh, you guys, I'm going to go down to sit closer. See you after the program.
Number 3, Buffy Gilmore.
Hey, do you know what? I will hit his head. Do you want me to bring something back?
No, no, no. I'm fine, man. But hurry up again. He will appear.
- Don't worry. I will be back. - Good night, Buffy.
And what will be your talent for tonight?
Acting. I will do a dramatic reading.
Yeah, yeah!
Buffy Gilmore performs dramatic readings.
Hey, do that from Baywatch! He runs on the beach!
Look, Greg! Look behind you!
- That's it! That's the killer! - Huh?
Oh, my God! Someone did something!
He killed her!
- He killed her! - Must be the original part.
He killed her!
She's good. He is good.
- What's wrong with you? - It was incredible.
You bastard! Why isn't anyone helping?
- Amazing. - He's the successor to Pamela Lee.
Oh, God! Oh, God! Do not!
Greg, wait!
How's that for Buffy Gilmore! Beautiful.
It's amazing.
I think we have a winner, Ntonya and sir. Mrs. Buffy Gilmore!
Buffy, wait. You have to go back to the stage.
- No. I have to go to Greg. - But you win!
- They call your name. - There is a murderer--
- I won? - They call your name. Come on
- Buffy, what happened? How about Greg? - Oh, forget Greg. I win.
- Congratulations! - Oh, out of my way, loser!
Miss Buffy Gilmore!
Here it comes Miss Teen is very good
- Nice breasts - Give my crown, bitch.
And a greatness behind.
That's the doggy style all the time.
And I'll do it to the back back and back.
Oh, there he is.
He likes 69.
There is no sign of him anywhere.
- He might take the body. - That's impossible, Cindy.
- There is no blood. Nothing. Look around. - I bet this is Greg's game...
one more from the junk joke.
He will appear. I am sure. He might be at my house waiting for me now,
- klaian. - Alright, it's okay.
But do you know what? I'll look around again, so--
- Will you go home with Buffy? - Yeah, no problem.
- Okay, it's okay. - Contact me later.
- Hello. - Hello, Cindy.
- Who is this? - This is me, Bobby.
You know, your girlfriend.
Yeah, I'm sorry. I think I'm a little nervous lately.
- Hey, are there signs from Greg? - Not.
- Do you want me to come? - Not.
I just took a shower, and then I will go to bed.
Okay. I really want to meet you, but-- I love you.
Aw. I love you too, baby.
Bobby, I'm telling you--
I still know what you did on the last Halloween.
Who is this?
Ow! Ow!
- Hello. - I will kill you.
- I'll slice you up. - Who is this?
- I will cut you like a heart. - What do you want?
I'm in the house.
do you know where I am?
I can be anywhere. I like the wind, baby.
Yeah. Where am I?
Um, you, you are behind the chair.
What? How do you know that?
I can, um, see your feet.
Ah! Okay, turn around.
Close your eyes. Don't peek.
Yeah. Not. Not. Not.
Hey, don't peek. Don't peek. Turn around.
Good.
Okay, now you see.
Now do you know where am I? You won't.
No, Mr. killer. I don't know where you are.
I'll give you a big clue.
Oh! I will stop drinking.
- Grandma! - Ow, baby!
Oh, my boss!
White women in trouble in 744--
Are you okay? I heard a scream. What happened?
- Bobby, he is here. - Shh.
- The killer is here, Bobby. - It is okay.
- I can explain it. - Oh, my God.
A friend gave me this. Cindy. Cindy.
Cindy. Cindy!
Cindy! Cindy! Cindy!
This is me, Cindy.
Cindy, you know me. Cindy.
I know you have a bad night, Cindy, so I won't hold you back.
I just want you to see some photos. Tell me what you think.
Mm-mmm.
- No? - Not.
- I'm sorry, Sheriff. - Are you sure?
Okay, you're free to go. Are you someone delivering?
- Yeah. - Oh. Only--
Just checking the other one.
- Um, no. - Not? Not? Good, worth a try. Okay thank you.
- Guess what I just did to the criminals that we said. - Absolutely not.
All ways, man! Yes yes Look at this. Doofy!
- Yeah? - Come on. Come on
Okay.
Special officer Doofy reports.
Hey, Doofy, kiss my fingers.
- What is that? - That's when you know you become a man, Doofy!
Hey, Terry, kiss my fingers.
- What is that? - My buttocks.
- Bring it out of here, Doofy. - Doofy.
- Mother says go home now. - Tell my mother in official police matters.
- Cindy, are you okay? - Hey, hey, hey. Don't talk to witnesses.
- Come on, get in the car, Doofy. He comes with us. - Do you know?
- Yeah, Doofus. - I said when I used this badge,
You should treat me like a man in law.
Mother also said to you to stop attaching your penis near the suction machine.
- Oh! - Oh!
Okay, 3, 2--
- Oh, no. Damn darn. - what now?
- It's all there these numbers with desi-- - What, can't you count?
- No, I can count, but that's really-- - Let me make this easy for you.
This little pig will go to the market. This little pig lives at home.
Now, if this little pig doesn't move that damn camera--
- I'll put my foot on his butt-- - We're broadcast live, Gail.
Gail Hailstorm stands in front of the police headquarters...
Where I try to get and get around about Cindy Campbell,
the young girl who was attacked tonight.
- You stepped on my foot, damn fat! - Sorry, G--
- What did I just say? - Never step on Gail's shoes.
- Why not? - Because Gail wears Prada shoes.
- You're stupid. - I'm a bad guy.
Cindy! Cindy!
- Cindy, can we get a statement? - Buffy Gilmore, Miss Teen.
- He doesn't speak. - What's wrong that the police have several people in custody?
- Come on, Cindy. - Cindy, your butt looks fat!
Bastard!
- Good punch. - Come on.
- Okay, who is holding me? - Gail, it's me.
- Oh, my god. - It was an accident, Gail.
I just touched it, the top of your breast.
- It's very soft and attractive. - Shut up!
- Yo. - Hello, Shorty. What are you doing?
None. Sit here watching a match. Smoking a few sticks.
Are you alone?
- How are you? - How are you?
What-- Who is that?
Yo, pick up the phone.
- How are you? - How are you?
Yo, Dookie, pick up the phone!
- Yo. - How are you?
- What are you doing, kid? - Nothing... Just cold... killing...
Right. Right.
So you think Bobby did that?
I don't know. But he is there, Buffy.
I know there is something. He is very perfect.
Handsome, smart, good on the bed.
- What are you saying? - Uh--
Hey, Cindy. Take ice for your hands.
- Ow! - Sorry.
I'll get 1 more for your head.
No, no, it's okay, Doofy.
Hey, we will get that person that you threw into the water. Yeah.
I'll be in the next room if you need me.
Night, Cindy.
Buffy, did you tell him?
The fool heard the conversation that Greg did.
- Yeah, but what about if he says something? - Who will believe...
a retarded person like him?
Cindy, telephone.
Thank you.
- Hello. - Hello, Cindy.
- Guess who. - Not!
- You got the wrong person. - Not!
- Doofy! - That's not Bobby.
Who is this?
- Doofy! Doofy! - Oh, my God.
Hello?
I said don't bother me when I clean my room!
I heard Bobby came out this morning.
I don't see him around. Is he angry?
Do you mean since you gave him a brand of candy men? Not. He is broken hearted.
Yo, kid. It's like I've seen it all before.
They caught a murderer in your old high school, Shorty?
No, that's in this horror film.
The same dialogue and everything. This is bad.
- How is that finally? - I do not know.
Some gangsters started shooting him over the cinema, so we left.
- No doubt. - Okay, I said we all had to be together.
Tonight all gathered in my house.
And bring some friends. But don't tell everyone. Try to remain silent.
Good.
Yo! Party at Cindy's house! Drink with white girls for all!
Ray, if you meet Bobby, tell him I love him.
Good. If I meet Bobby, I will tell him I love him.
- Jesus! - It's okay. This is fine. It's just me, baby.
- What, you still don't think this is me, right? - Not.
This is just someone trying to kill me.
- And the police said I scared him - I know. He called me last night.
You see, it's not me. I was in jail last night. Remember?
You're the best.
I'm sorry. Please understand.
What do you understand? My boyfriend prefers to call me killer rather than touch me?
- That's not true, Bobby. - So what?
What is that? He left and he didn't come back.
- It's been a year, Cindy. - But Ginger is an important part of the Spice Girls.
- Oh, you look in, baby. - Oh!
I'm sorry if my life is complicated...
is an inconvenience for your perfect life.
Cindy. Cindy.
Good, everyone, listen.
Let me say, uh,
the murder of this teenager is really tragic, but, uh--
Hey, you know, bullshit happened.
Sheriff! Sheriff!
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- Yes, Miss Thunderstorm. - Did they find Cindy Campbell's father?
- No. - Is he a suspect?
That's confidential information. Where did you get that?
I'm sorry, but my source is really secret, Sheriff.
Hey, Gail.
Gail swallows.
Look at this.
Hello. Who is this?
What?
Do you want to kill me?
Oh, God. Wait.
Cindy, this is for you.
Alright, stop that, Buffy.
Now, as you all heard, is a murderer in town...
and the police asked me to give you safe tips for you.
Living in a well-lit area.
Don't travel alone if possible.
Always clean from front to back.
And remember, never, believe someone...
when they tell you that you shave your pubic hair...
will free you from the crab infestation.
Now, I understand this is a difficult time for young girls.
So if anyone wants to come to my office to speak,
I'm here for you.
- An helplessness. - This isn't it, Buffy!
She's real!
Ms. Mann?
Come in, baby. Sit down Take off your bra if you like.
No thanks.
What can I do for you, Cindy?
I want to talk. Look, I have this problem...
and I don't know who will tell.
- Don't feel refreshed? - Huh?
Your feminine and itchy bottom?
Uh, no. No, not that.
Then what?
I have a terrible secret.
Now, Cindy, we all have a little secret.
Sometimes we do things that we cannot be proud of.
Some for money,
others for athletics in competitions.
Sometimes the secret returns and haunts us.
- Aah! - Do you know what I mean?
Yes, I know, um, Ms. Mann. Thank you for the ball--
I mean, all your help. I have to go to class.
Whenever, honey.
- Buffy, do you want to be together? - I will follow you soon.
Redrum.
Hello?
Someone here?
Hello!
Very funny.
Who told you to do this, Cindy?
Forgot the dock. This is too 90s horror.
Oh, so what movie is it from, Dead, Cheerleader, Dead?
Want to play murder? Can I be a cheerleader?
Oh, so this is where I have to beg for my life?
Please, Mr. killer, Don't kill me.
So where do I have to bleed?
Oh, look, I'm bleeding!
Oh, yeah, I have to run, right?
Good. I run! I run! Please!
Please! Now I will fall and break my leg, leave me.
Aah!
Here it is, Mr. Scary killer. I'm panicking now.
Oh, God! Somebody help me!
Oh, God, no!
No!
Oh, what now?
I think this is a big climax. Hope you don't mind if I pretend. Aah!
Oh, look at me. I die.
I'm too fat, scary head. Come on. Please.
Do you know who I am? I'm a teenage girl. You really gave me a headache.
And you bleed around my Gucci sweater. I hope you will pay for it.
Ah! I will not be ignored by people like--
- I will jump! - Phil, come back here.
- No! - What are you doing up there?
- Naturally. - I can't take this damn job...
or the fat guy the fucking head again!
- I will end it all! - Wait! Hold on! We will help you!
Now we know Bobby is not a murderer. So who?
I don't know.
Now if the killer is in your house last night, why didn't he kill you?
Because he just playing with us.
don't you see? He got us right where he wants us to.
We can't go to the police. He is out there watching and waiting for us.
What are you waiting for, huh?
What are you waiting for?
What am I waiting for?
- What are you waiting for?
Damn you!
Oh, my God.
Ray, I still can't think party is not a good idea.
- You know I won't let anything happen to you. - I just don't feel right.
- Why don't we do something else? - What if watching a movie?
Huh? Do you like that? Looking at a little movie, huh?
- Hey! This is my song! - Hey!
- You know they gave me a buzz on the album, right? - What?
Wherever I go I see the same house.
Ooh, Brenda.
Did I tell you how sexy you are with my shirt?
- Me, Ray? - Yes.
I like that. Hey, wake up. Go there. Let me see that.
Ooh! Yes I like that.
- Do you like that? Do you like that? - Yeah. Hey!
Hey, use this.
- Ray, you're so weird. - It is true. You know I'm weird, girl.
Come on. Pull it out. Drag it.
Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ah, ahh!
Yeah. This. Use this.
Come on.
- Are you sure? - Come on, girl. Come on Use it.
- OK. - Come on.
- I like that. - Ooh! I'm naughty.
This. Use this.
Come on, girl. Use it.
Yeah. Use it there. Come on. Push it.
Do it. Yeah. Ooh, really sexy.
Come on, girl. Bring your small buttocks here. Come on!
Full speed. Fill!
Yes! Yes! Come on! Turn around!
Turn around! Come on!
Yes, Brendan! Take that, Brendan! Take it, Brendan!
- Who? - Uh-- Uh, Brenda.
Wear the helmet. No, let's play. Come on. You got me
- Come on! Come on! - Huh?
I'm here at Lovers Lookout.
It's dark, I'm in the middle of nowhere,
and that's where teen hormones come and play.
but-- well, that, like, 10 minutes ago.
Yeah, yeah. Did it cross your mind that maybe your boyfriend was killed...
and you become the next one?
- Really? Impossible! - Maybe.
- Heather, good luck. - Okay, thank you, Gail. You are the best.
As I thought. Murder happens when we finish talking.
I will try to get into that bloodshed. Did you get it?
Excuse me. Heather, can you tell us how are you feeling, honey?
It really hurts. Gail, please help me. Gail, please!
I want to help you, kid, but it's difficult. Sir, sir, can you talk to you?
You are very brave to come here. I just tried to do my job.
- Turn off the camera now! You are dead, bitch! - No, Kenny, keep recording!
I will cut your head and push it to the buttocks. Turn off the camera!
Oh, my God, Kenny! Kenny, move your fat ass!
Kenny! Oh, my God, he's right behind you!
This guy is hunting for Miss Gail.
I'm very scared now.
I just want to say...
for my cameraman, Kenny's family,
I'm sorry.
This is my interview,
my story.
This is all my fault.
- Do you want popcorn? - Uh-uh. I bring some snacks myself.
- Do you want chicken? - Well.
Mm-hmm. For all of you speakers up here, it's time to go down now.
Shh.
Shh, behind you. Shh!
Why are they acting? It's nothing but flashes.
The biggest ship ever.
There are 400 passengers and crew on a journey to a new world.
A journey that will change their lives forever.
Whoo!
I'm the king of the world! Whoo-hoo!
Return your butt there, kid!
- I'm going to the toilet very fast. - The film will start.
I have to go to the toilet. This. Bring your hot chili sauce.
Fast, man. Do not be long.
Get back! Let him pass!
You can move again. You are not the owner of the cinema.
And they came out!
Number 3 leads. Number 2 is close behind.
And number 3 is the winner!
Number 2 has its place, and number 4 appears.
Next week Triple Crown starts at 2:30.
Come early.
Hey, who is that?
Come on. Do it again. Do it again.
Anom.
Mm-mmm. Mm-mmm.
Mm-mmm! Don't go there!
God, I'm having a heart attack!
Dude, that's a scary thing!
Oh, I'm scared!
- Excuse me. - I think I spend my money like everyone here.
-... he doesn't like women-- - That's not a man.
- You can see the real hair here! - Do you mind?
I know you better get away from my face!
Get away from my face! Get out of my face!
This is all mine here. You handle that.
- Will you shut up! - Yeah!
Mmm, mmm. This film is good.
Hey, honey. You are back on time.
He entered with Shakespeare.
- She's dressed like a man-- - Shut up.
Yeah, I got you. I got you on the camera.
You're in Candid Camera now.
You don't know that.
Hello. Hey, girl. Uh-uh. I'm watching a movie.
Shakespeare In Love. Uh-uh. Ooh! You are lying.
For God's sake, will you cover your mouth!
- Shut up! - Wait.
I don't know why all of you acting like this.
My boyfriend is watching this film. He said that they would not be together in the end.
Give it to me.
Right.
Will you sit down.
Shut up ..
Your butt pits.
- This is for Thelma! - And Louise!
This is to speak through The Fugitive!
- You damaged the Schindlers List. - Jackie Chan's film.
- Boogie Nights! - And Big Mommas House!
Aaaaaahhhhh!
And I can't marry Sir Robert De Lesseps's son.
Um, you guys, there are a few people.
Oh, honey, please don't throw-- Hey, you guys, stop it.
Hey! Hey, please! That's my father!
- No, don't touch-- Ah, no! - Do you still have beer?
- Um, yeah. Uh, check it in the garage.
No, no, no, no! Don't!
Kitty, you scared me.
Horsey. Oh, you scared me too.
Hello? Who is there?
Oh, my God! Oh, my God! Please do not!
Please! I'm just a day player!
Oh, my God!
Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!
Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!
Yeah!
Oh, Bobby. Bobby. I'm worried about you.
I think the killer got you before I could.
What can it be?
I'll go upstairs. There is something I want to show you.
- Yeah. - Oh, yeah.
- Hey, the party starts! - Yeah!
- So-- - So.
Here it is... again.
Yeah.
And, you know, if you're not ready,
I will understand.
Bobby.
I'm ready.
- You? - Yeah.
I can't keep fighting pressing this.
I'm just giving them...
and let them flow.
Right.
- Bobby? - Huh?
I've been very selfish.
It's like a scene from a movie or something.
Only this is not a film, Bobby.
This is real life.
This is all a movie, baby.
There is a male voice. There is a script supervisor. What are you doing... honey?
- Bobby? - What?
What I mean is that in real life...
You have to enjoy every moment.
Mmm! Ow!
Bobby.
Bobby!
Can I tell you a secret?
Of course, man.
I saw a dead body.
Dude, boasting is great!
Yo, kid, we have to move more than the boast!
Ah, shit!
We don't have paper, man.
We don't have paper anymore.
Oh, man! What can we use to make bongs?
Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke!
- Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! - Yeah!
Oh, shit, kid!
Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke! Toke!
This is really good!
- Bobby! I've never done this before. - What?
It's okay. It is okay.
It's just like-- It's just like eating a Tootsie Roll Pop.
- A Tootsie Pop? - Yeah, cherry flavor.
- Oh. - With something in the middle?
Good.
Show me now. Show me now.
- How does it feel when we are together. - Just like that.
- I'm afraid if we wait. - Just like that, baby.
- We will wait forever. - Ah!
Oh! Jesus!
I can never wait to get the center.
- Do you know what? Let me. - Oh. Well.
Damn it!
I fly alone but I don't know if I can stop.
Don't ask me why. Don't make me ask.
Try paying back. Try sitting again.
Enjoy the journey.
Because I'm an astronaut.
The feeling has been a while.
So, stay with me.
Oh! Oops!
This is really, uh, '70s from you.
Oh, yeah. Oh, Bobby!
Come here, Bobby! I want it now!
Oh, man, what did I do with rock!
Yeah, me too, kid.
Hey, did you hear that?
Oh!
Shh!
Hello?
- Hello. What's your favorite horror film? - Hello?
Let me talk to him. Shh!
I will take out your stomach is like a pig!
Oh, yeah! Oh!
Yeah! What is my name, Bobby?
What? Ah!
- What is my name, bitch? - Ow! God! That's Cindy!
Who is that, Bobby? Who is that, Bobby?
That's yours.
Ahhhhhh!
Oh, my God!
Oh, shit!
Don't ever oppose because I will make you not dress.
Like porn dancers waiting at the front door for an answer.
Hey, yo, I'm tired of MC made like silicone breasts.
Hey, yo, check it out, yo. Damn a cheap ball.
I want to smoke Cheech and Chong.
And if I want to "do" very long, I leave my ding-a-long, pressing the bong.
And then the song, Always pass the dutchie to the left.
Because the right path is wrong.
- Whoo-hoo! - I got 1. I got 1. That's it. Ready?
I will cut and slash make another hole in your butt.
I will shed blood on the wall then play tennis with your ball.
If the phone rings Don't answer the phone.
Will slit your throat kill you like a goat.
Peel your skin and make a winter coat Peace!
Yo!
That's the craziest lyrics I've ever seen, kid!
Bobby... where are you tonight?
- What? - I'm just suspicious.
Why are you here so long?
Why are you so suspicious?
I don't know.
I think it will fit with the horror movie 90's cliché...
If you turn into a murderer.
Oh, so, what? Do you think I killed Buffy and Greg?
Buffy and Greg die?
- I guess you know that. - Oh, my God!
Bobby, turn around! That's the killer!
Cindy!
- Oh, my God! Bobby! Bobby! - Cindy. Help me.
- Bobby, it's okay. - Give me the gun. Give-
That will be fine, Bobby.
Yo, wait for me! There is a murderer at home!
There are butts, blood and intestines everywhere!
Someone went crazy, kid!
- We all get a little crazy sometimes. - Bobby, no!
Oh, shit, kid!
Oh, my God!
Cindy, he shot me in the lungs.
Do you want to hold this damn thing?
Ketchup.
As my mother uses it on the spaghetti, baby.
Oh, my God! Ray, you have to help me! Bobby is crazy!
Surprise!
Surprise, Cindy!
What are you doing here, Bobby?
Why? Why? Did you hear that, Ray?
I think he wants a motive.
- Does the Scream movie have a plot? - Not.
What does the film I Know What You Did Last Summer make sense?
I don't think so!
What about the sequel? How about the fat guy, is the white Jamaican child?
- I want to kill that bastard. - That's a bad role, Bobby.
What about this motif? Lack of sex!
This can cause serious deviant behavior.
- I think you love me. - Oh, I love, baby.
I love. But abstinence can make you find new things about yourself.
That's right, Cindy. I'm gay.
And if you haven't seen it, it's Ray.
What? I'm not gay.
- What are you talking about? You brought me to the club. - So, they play good music.
- What about our trip to San Francisco, then? - I want to go shopping.
- But you made me fall in love. - Not. First of all, you suck--
Whatever, Ray! I don't want to talk about that now.
The point is, I'm a new man, And I'm ready to leave all this behind and start a new life.
- So you killed all your friends? - Oh no.
Only you.
And maybe Shorty, but it's not planned or anything.
But this is the genius part.
We copied an existing murder series .
- This is a perfect crime, Cindy. - But wait! Still available!
Wait in your chair, honey, because this is one of the scariest!
- I'll be back. - Uh-oh.
Move your big butt. Come on.
Daddy!
What will you do, frame it?
Well. We have a little pleasure with old dad.
The police will find you and your father dead,
then Ray and I were left from a crazy party.
- Are you ready? I am ready. - Are you ready? I'm ready to do this.
- Come on. Come on OK. - OK.
- Come on! - Give it to me. Not!
Wait, wait, wait, wait.
- Ready? OK. Let's do this. - Wait! Wait. Ready.
- Come on. Come on - Ready.
Give it to me!
No! Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait!
- Remember what we talked about? To the side. - I know.
- How long will we do this? - Well.
Stop it. Only-- Alright. Believe me, fine?
- Alright. I am ready. - Trust me. I do this. Ready?
- Wait, wait, wait! - I cut your throat, kid!
Stop acting like a little girl. Come on. Come on!
- You're right, you're right, you're right. Yeah, come on! - Come on. Are you ready?
No! You crazy!
You see too many shows on TV!
No! Seeing TV shows doesn't make a killer crazy!
Don't watch it!
Wayan brothers good program, man!
That's a good event, and we don't get the last program!
Relax! I feel a little dizzy here!
It's my turn. Give me the knife.
Damn here. Nothing stabs me.
Surprise, Cindy!
Okay, alright. Wait a minute.
Give me a minute. Ah. One--
Oh, yeah. There he is.
Ah. Well.
Daddy!
Are you okay?
I thought I told you Don't throw a party unless I'm here.
But, father, you are here. You are in the toilet.
Oh, yeah, that's right. Do you have some female friend phone numbers for me?
- Father, they die. - Ah, you know, I can't rest.
What is that? Is that a police officer?
Okay, fine, listen, baby. Help me wake up now.
Uh-- Uh-- If the police come, tell them they are plumbers, OK?
You have a leaky tap, and you call, then they send me here. We don't know each other.
No! Not!
Father, father, lower your arms.
- What happened here? - Sheriff, there's bloodshed here.
- She's here! I swear! - Who?
Killer! Killer who killed all my friends!
And the damn thing is storing drugs around the house.
- in all places. - Father. Stop it.
All right, Cindy. I'll take you to headquarters.
I'm cold, bro, right?
- I'm fine? - Come on-- Let's go, Cindy.
Cindy. Contact me.
Daddy will come out, baby.
Good. Let's do this again.
- You said it was an accident. - Yes.
- He's on the street. - Do you think he will come back for revenge?
That is him, Sheriff.
This is, Sheriff. They want to give this to you.
- That's all, Doofy. - Well.
- I'll leave, later. Well. - OK.
Goodbye, Cindy.
I'm sorry, Cindy. That's not the person you killed.
The name is David Keegan. Some fishermen found their bodies several weeks later.
- He was buried in Lakewood cemetery. - That's impossible.
- Then I don't know who that is. - It can be someone else...
Who is connected with all victims, someone who knows about the accident.
Someone who can move _ moves unnoticed.
Oh, my God.
He uses it to be baby-sit, my brother Doofy. He has a crush on him.
That's me, Cindy.
Night, Cindy.
- Doofy! - Damn head?
- Do you see Doofy? - Not.
- Do you see Doofy? Does anyone see Doofy? - No, Sheriff.
- No. - Yeah. Get out, Sheriff.
Doofy!
He walked alone under the light of a big city.
He always knows when the time is right.
He never showed him thinking. He keeps inside.
Because he's too cool for school.
He returns to life when the sun goes down.
She's always right, You know she's always under.
He has 1 eye open and his ear to the ground.
And he's too cool for school.
He is an operator. He's a real player.
And if you screw him up you know you will never win.
No!
Damn, kid. Yo, what's the agreement?
Yo, if you all watch this recording now,
that means I don't make this.
Between me a prisoner, or worse, die.
But the good way goes, I'll tell you all the rules to survive this situation.
Rule number 1: You must be fast.
Rule number 2: Don't fall.
And rule number 3: Whatever you do, don't look back.
All of you good luck.
Take and run, all of you!
Come back here, you damn it! Bastard!