Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

and we're the innocent victims: Sidney and Randy.
It's from stalker boy. He said "Answer the phone".
Ok. Hang on. Uhm, are you familiar with the phrase "I wrote a book on this" ?
- Hello? - Who is this?
-What do you want? - I wanna talk to Jill.
- Oh, nobody. - Did you pick a movie?
I guess now it would be Twitter. That'd make more sense.
What is it say?
- Hello? - Hello. Who is this?
- Names are Olivia Morris and Jill Roberts. - That's Sid's cousin. Damn.
- For me to make a move? -Mhh mhh.
- What? - There's a webcam... set back there.
yes, my Charlie Walker, may get lucky with a girl. Now I'm unable to , to publish my exact location, however, suffice it to say...
- Gale...I am glad you came. - Congratulations, Sidney.
- Oh. - Yeah, the one and only.
- Woah, 25 to stay alive! - Shit! Sorry Sheriff!
Can you please get away from the window? You've no right to be in here. Not anymore.
- Shut the fuck up, already!
What happened? Oh my God, Jill.
- Uh, yes? - Who is this?
- Jill? Oh my God. Are you ok? - Give me a hand.
- This isn't Trevor. - Oh, oh, alright. Then why do you have his phone?
Why? What did you do?
- They don't. They really don't. - Thank you, Sir.
- Ok, do you know of a party that's happening tonight? - Well, there's Stab- a- thon.
I love you.
But if you wanna be in the hospital, I'd be happy to put you there. In the morgue!
Have the 7 Stab movies all based on Gale Weathers' books about you made it even harder to go on?
- No, don't open it. - You're overreacting.
Yeah, but I would be cheating on the diet.
- It's a prank. Hang up. - Why did you give the phone to me?
I got it right. I was fucking right!
- When was the bookshelf in the box office? - Never.
What good did to be a survivor in this little drama if everyone close to you is dead?
- Dewey! - Gale?
- I haven't had a chance to read it yet, but... - Well, you can get one.
- Charlie? - Want her taken care of.
And I heard they killed my mom. And Robbie and Kirby too. - Shhh. Just lay back. Try to rest.
We got a couple high school kids in here.
- It's good. - Told the owner I'd kill his cat if you didn't get a ring.
- Leatherface? - A chainsaw. Please...
I'm sorry, I know you re into the movie and all , but...now would be a really good time to make a move.
- Are you ready to drink every time someone shuts the refrigerator door and, oh my God, there's the harmless character right behind it?
Look, nobody thinks you re involved but everyone's a suspect. I am sorry.
Ok. Listen to me Judy. I don't mind that you re working with my hudband.
- A-A-And I circled around to cut him off. - And?
Deputy. Gale. Calm please.
- Looks like the celebration's begun. - High School kids probably.
- I've gone thru everything. We're definitely good on timeline. - Oh, yeah. We're perfect.
What the hell?
- Is-is your wife... - She's gonna be fine. She's tough.
Jill!
That was so fucking stupid. Pure horse shit. The death of horror right here in front of us!
Thought this was over!
- The bond of blood. - Don't.
It's cool to meet you...officially. I keep meaning to pick up a copy of your book, but...
No!
- I need all units to 329 Whispering Lane. - All units! 329 Whispering Lane!
Thanks, I-I guess. This, uhm...you film your entire High School experience and what, post it on the net?
I got a call like that this morning from Marnie the Carnie.
- Fucking kidding me? - What?
Dammit.