"Friday the 13th", "A Nightmare on Elm Street", "My Bloody Valentine", "When a Stranger Calls", "Prom Night"

your ingenue days, they are over.

Her mom is my sister. I have scars too. None ever asks me about my scars.

Yeah, from his Abercrombie days. You were being punk'd.

Don't tell me you didn't know this day would come.

No, but if it's your last day before retirement you do.

It's been done to death. The whole self-aware post-modern meta-shit.

What began as a day of remembrance, has ended with a serial murder.

Modern audiences got savvy to the rules of the originals, so the reversals become the new standard.

It's Rebecca. Oh my fucking God, Henry. Yes! Its true. Two girls butchered. Pay day.

In fact, the only surefire way to survive a modern horror movie, you pretty much have to be gay.

Two girls killed the exact day local celebrity victim Sidney Prescott chose to return to her hometown.

You know, these days, you might come back, find me dead. Eyes gouged out, tongue sticking out. Could go either way.

- What do you mean? - The ones you care about most. And what's closer than family?

- How could you do this? - Do you know what it was like growing up in this family?

- Why are you doing this? - Ah, friends count, but it's the family ties that cut deep. Am I right?

If I ever write a book one day I'd, I'd want her to write it with me. It'd be a good team with our matching wounds and all.

You saved my life last night. I mean, I know we re family but... you heard a thing on me.

- She's not picking up. What's going on? - The killer called, he's coming after me. But he wants my family first.