Robbie, calm down. It makes sense.

It's for you.

- It's Trevor, I'll handle this. - Trevor is calling...again.

- Damn. - It's now official crime scene. Let's lock it down.

Well, it's nice to see you again, Judy. - You too.

A role for a woman who could leave the walls of fear behind and step out into the sunlight.

For God's sake, it's a joke Trudie. It's probably Lexie or Karen.

- So not funny. - Somebody falls for it every year.

- But it means a lot that you did it for me. - What the fuck are you talking about?

You guys are unbelievable. You re playing fucking trivia games? The cops are gonna come for us, they are gonna shut down my website.

- Book tour is over. - Sidney. Accept your situation. You re a victim, for life. So, embrace it, use it.

I mean, Stab is the wrong franchise for her, it should be Final Destination.

- Forget it. Thanks for having faith in me! I gotta fix my equipment. - Gale!

You gave it all for love, I know that. How long have you and Dewey been married?

-It's not prim. - Alright, you go do your good girl thing and I'll drink for the both of us.

- Please, just ask me one more question, just one more. - Alright, Kirby. Then it's time for your last chance question.

So, you do have to die Sid. Those are the rules. New movie, new franchise. There's only room for one lead and, let's face it,

I don't blame Gale, that's in the past. Now if I was a victim for too long, it was up to me to reinvent myself.