Scream 2 Quotes

[Sidney, Gale and Cotton look at the body of Mrs. Loomis, after being shot down by Cotton]
Gale: Is she dead?
Sydney: I don't know. They always come back.
[as if to confirm what Sidney just said, Mickey leaps to his feet screaming, despite his injuries. Gale and Sidney turn to him and spray him with bullets. Mickey is knocked backwards and

collapses, dead]
Cotton: Woah!
[Sidney approaches the body of Mrs. Loomis and shoots at her forehead. The body twitches a bit, then is still again. Gale and Cotton stare at Sidney, shocked]
Sydney: [shrugs] Just in case.
[Sidney drop the gun and walks away]

Debbie: Two birds, one stone. Mickey was a good boy, but, MY GOD, that old "Blame The Movies" motive. Did you buy that for one second? Poor boy was completely out of his mind.
Sydney: And you're not?
Debbie: No. I'm very sane. My motive isn't as "90s" as Mickey's. Mine is just good old fashioned revenge. You could killed my son! And,

now, I kill you and I can't think of anything more rational.
Sydney: You're never gonna get away with this.
Debbie: Oh, of course, I will. Everything's traceable back to Mickey, including the cop gun he used to kill everybody. But let's just say that you have gotten hold of the other cop's gun. And you chased Mickey and there was a big shoot out and

a big scuffle, and you shot Mickey, killed Mickey dead. But not before he got off one shot at you. Okay. So, have I covered everything? Are there any questions? Any comments? You know what, though? Who gives a flying FUCK, ANYWAY? Let 'em try and track down the second possible killer. Debbie Salt doesn't exist.
Sydney: You're as crazy as your son was.

Debbie: What did you just say? Was that a negative, disparaging remark about my son? About my Billy?
Sydney: No. Billy was a good boy. Billy was perfect. You did a bang up job, Mrs. Loomis.
Debbie: Not wise to patronize a mother with a gun, Sidney. Randy spoke poorly of Billy and I got little knife happy. Ha! I was a good mother. You

know what makes me sick? I am sick to death of people saying that it's all the parents' fault that all starts with the family. Wanna blame someone? Why don't you blame YOUR MOTHER? She was the one who stole my husband and broke up my family. And then you took my son! You don't know what it is to be a mother, to raise a child and teach him and guide him-...
Sydney: - -AND

ABANDON HIM? Isn't Mickey supposed to be dead?

Debbie: [after shooting Mickey] Two birds, one stone.
[Sidney continues to sob and gasp]
Debbie: Oh! Mickey was a good boy, but my God! That whole "Blame-the-movies" motive? Did you buy that for one second? The poor boy was completely out of his mind.
[Kicks Mickey's body]
Sydney: And you're not?

Debbie: No. I'm very sane.
[Reaches down to pick Mickey's gun up]
Debbie: My motive isn't as 90's as Mickey's. Mine is just good, old-fashioned revenge. You killed my son! And now I kill you, and I can't think of anything more rational!
Sydney: You're never gonna get away with this.
Debbie: Oh, of

course I will!
[Takes out a cloth to clean her fingerprints off of the gun]
Debbie: Everything's traceable back to Mickey. Including the cop gun he used to kill everybody. But let's just suppose that you had gotten hold of the other cop's gun. And you chased Mickey, and there was a big shoot-out, and a big scuffle. And you shot Mickey! Killed Mickey dead!

[Throws the gun way over to the stage]
Debbie: But not before he got off one shot at you! Okay. So, have I covered everything? Are there any questions? Any comments? You know what, though?
[Sidney tries to run, but Mrs. Loomis points the gun at her on the other side of the column]
Debbie: Who gives a flyin' fuck, anyway? Let 'em try and track

down the second possible killer! Debbie Salt doesn't exist!

[to the killer]
Cici: Who are you calling for?
Phone Voice: What if I said you?
Cici: What if I said goodbye?
Phone Voice: Why would you want to do that?
Cici: Why do you always answer a question with a question?
Phone Voice: I'm inquisitive.

Cici: Yeah, and I'm impatient. Look, do you wanna leave a message for somebody?
Phone Voice: Do you want to die tonight, Cici?

Sydney: [referring to who the killer is] Mrs. Loomis?
Gale: [shocked] What?
Mickey: BILLY'S MOTHER!
[Gale turns around and sees Mickey]
Mickey: Nice twist huh? Didn't see it coming, did you?
[laughs]
Gale: [still shocked] Jesus. It can't be, I've seen pictures of you.

Sydney: Yeah this is 60 pounds and a lot of work later.
Debbie: [takes off her trench coat] It's called a makeover. You should try it. Look a little tired yourself there, Gale!

Sydney: You're as crazy as your son was!
Debbie: [shocked] What did you just say?
[Sidney trembles]
Debbie: Was that a negative, disparaging remark about my son? About my Billy?
Sydney: No, Billy was a good boy. Billy was perfect, you did a bang-up job Mrs. Loomis.
Debbie: It's

not wise to patronize me with a gun Sidney! Randy spoke poorly of Billy and I got a little knife happy.

Mickey: You should really deal with your trust issues Sid: I mean, poor Derek. He's completely innocent and such a nice boy too. He's bright and funny and handsome. Decent singing voice. And he was going to be a doctor. This is just the kinda boy you'd like to take home to mom. If you had a mom.
Sydney: Fuck you!
Mickey: Oh, so

vulgar! Did Billy let you talk to him this way?
Sydney: Billy was a sick fuck just like you!
Mickey: No. Billy was a sick fuck who tried to get away with it. Mickey is a sick fuck who wants to get caught, yea! Ya see I got my whole defense planned out. I'm gonna blame the movies. Pretty cool huh? It hasn't been done before. You see, this is just the

beginning, a prelude to the trial. Cuz see that's where the real fun is 'cause these days it's all about the trial. Can you see it? The effects of cinema violence on society. I'll get Dershowitz or Cochran to represent me. Bob Dole on the witness stand in my defense. Hell the Christian Coalition'll pay my legal fees. It's air tight Sid. I'm an innocent victim.
Sydney:

You're a psychotic.
Mickey: Yeah, well. Shh...
[whispers]
Mickey: that'll be our little secret. Cause people love a good trial. It's like theater. They're dyin' for it. And I've worked hard to give the audience what they want. See that's what Billy was good at. He knew... It's all about... execution.