Scream 2 (1997)

Peter Deming: Popcorn Boy

Quotes 

• 'Stab' Casey : [Phone rings; "Casey" picks it up]  Hello?

  Phone Voice : [distorted voice]  Hello.

  'Stab' Casey : [unaffected]  Who is this?

  Phone Voice : Guess.

  'Stab' Casey : No, really. Who is this?

  Phone Voice : Were you expecting somebody?

  'Stab' Casey : [looks over at popping corn]  No...

  Maureen Evans : [frustrated loud voice]  Bitch, hang up that phone and *69 his ass! Damn!

  Phil Stevens : [turns to her; puts finger to lips]  Shhhhh!

  'Stab' Casey : Who is this?

  Phone Voice : [distorted]  Who would you like it to be?

  'Stab' Casey : I don't like games. Who is this?

  [Walks away from stove and above from where she was, a figure appears with music, scaring the moviegoers] 

  Phone Voice : Look out back. Do you see your boyfriend anywhere?

  'Stab' Casey : I don't even have a boyfriend right now.

  [looks visibly more frightened] 

  Phone Voice : [menacing]  Would you like one?

  Maureen Evans : [frustrated whisper]  Damn it all.

  [normal voice] 

  Maureen Evans : Can I - give me some money. I need to get some popcorn.

  Phil Stevens : You got money.

  Maureen Evans : I got my money. I asked fo' your money.

  Phone Voice : What do y'say?

  [Phil, annoyed, gets out the money] 

  Phil Stevens : [Soft mutter]  Cheap ass.

  Maureen Evans : [grabs the money]  Thank you.

  [Phil looks back at her without affection and turns back to the film] 

  Phone Voice : Come on. Cat got your tongue?

  'Stab' Casey : You know, I don't even know you, and I dislike you already.

  Maureen Evans : [Maureen sighs as she closes the doors and goes toward the popcorn stand; gets startled as movie audience screams and walks over to counter amidst comments about the movie]  Hi, um, can I have a medium popcorn, no butter, and a small diet Pepsi?

  Popcorn Boy : [small smile and friendly]  You got it.

• Theater Girl #1 : [walking to Maureen's backside to stand behind her in popcorn line]  That's it. I am not going back in there.

  Theater Girl #2 : Come on, you chickenshit. It's just a movie.

  Theater Girl #1 : No, it's not just a movie. It's a true story. All these kids got killed a couple years ago in California.

  [Maureen gets her order] 

  Popcorn Boy : [background]  Here's the popcorn.

  Maureen Evans : [barely audible]  Thanks.

  Girl in theater lobby : [Maureen begins walking back with her food; 2 girls walk by]  I was so scared, I almost had a heart attack!

  Crazy costumed guy in lobby : Hah! Stab you, man!

  [begins "stabbing" pedestrians and then another costumed movegoer] 

  Crazy costumed guy in lobby : Get yo'self.

  [laughter behind Maureen and then just her footsteps as she approaches the door. She slowly begins to open the door. Phil jumps from a door in his mask and yells to scare her] 

  Phil Stevens : WHOA!

  Maureen Evans : [screams, and audience screams inside; Phil laughs and removes his mask]  You ass!

  [hits him hard on the arm] 

  Phil Stevens : I'm sorry. I had to, Baby.

  Maureen Evans : What are you playing?

  Phil Stevens : [takes her closer]  Would you relax? God! What's wrong wit' you?

  Maureen Evans : [more calm closer to him]  I don't like being scared. I don't like that.

  Phil Stevens : [looks down at her]  Baby, its just a movie.

  [sighs softly] 

  Phil Stevens : Besides, scary movies are great foreplay.

  [kisses the side of her face and grins] 

  Maureen Evans : Excuse me?

  Phil Stevens : [resigning]  Let's go see Sandra Bullock.

  Maureen Evans : [resigning]  Oh, no. Sandra started already. We can stay.

  [puts her arm around his back] 

  Maureen Evans : Just stop playin' so much.

  [gives smooch to lips and cheek and smiles at him] 

  Phil Stevens : All right. I gotta go to the bathroom.

  [turns to walk and nicks her cheek with his hand] 

  Phil Stevens : See ya inside.

  [Maureen gives him a crafty smile and sighs again as she turns to go in to a cheering audience that then screams. Phil waits for urinals, taken up by costumed theatergoers. He gives up and goes to a stall, locked and taken up by the killer] 

  Phil Stevens : Sorry.

  [goes to an ajar stall hesitantly] 

  Phil Stevens : Hello?

  [opens it fully and goes in, unzipping his fly] 

  Debbie : [presumably Mrs. Loomis in a high-pitched, sotto voice in stall]  I don't - I didn't mean it. I didn't mean it; I swear. I swear, I-I'll be good. Please don't, Mommy. No, I'll - I'll be good.

  [Phil meanwhile looks at stall separator, puzzled then bursts out in soft laughter] 

  Debbie : Mommy, I'll tell you. Really. I'll tell you, Mommy; I'll tell you, Mommy. Really. I'll tell you why I did it, Mommy. Listen, Mommy. Listen, Mommy.

  [Phil is putting ear right to stall to listen, amused and interested. Killer can tell his ear is there and the knife is put straight into Phil's ear. He groans; falls to floor, eventually presumably dead] 

  Maureen Evans : [in theater, Maureen is frustrated with "Casey"]  N-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-n-no! No! No! No! No! No! No! Don't do that!

  [starts making hand motions to "Casey"] 

  Maureen Evans : Move! Move! Go! Run! Go!

  [meanwhile, killer sits next to her] 

  Maureen Evans : Baby, give it up. You came back just in time; it looks like she's about to get it. Want some popcorn?

  [killer shakes head] 

  Maureen Evans : Uh-uh. See, if that was me, I would be outta there.

  [screams and hides face near killer's shoulder] 

  Maureen Evans : Oh, here it comes! Here it comes! Here it comes!

  [screams and looks back and forth. She is then gutted by the killer, and makes it to the movie screen, walking around in pain, whimpering and seething, making unintelligible noises and dies, synchronized with "Casey's" death]