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Previously on Scream...

Tyler O'Neill is my main
person of interest.

Tyler's not some
closet slasher psycho.

You are beautiful.

You and Nina filmed
me and Rachel.

She posted it all over the
web, and now she's dead.

- Are you a virgin?
- So many girl...

Brooke, this
cannot end well.

- I miss you.
- Then grow a pair and come get me.

- Em, where you going?
- You slept with Nina!

Wait.

And any cyber-connection to
Nina, 'cause it doesn't exist.

- Correct?
- Absolutely.

Hello?

Hi.
This is GPP security.

You get that window
locked up tight?

Wait...

What do you
want from me?

To show you
the truth, Emma.

Everyone you trust
is lying to you.

Your whore of a mother.

It all started
with her, Emma.

But it's gonna
end with you.

Look out! Oh, oh,
Brett, thank God!

Oh, what is
happening?

That freak
went crazy.

Shh! I think
he's close.

What did you
do to him?

What he deserved.

Dara?

Oh, God!
Oh, my God!

You stay the hell away
from me, psycho!

No, no, no, no.

Ahhh!

Please, don't!

Halloween night,
1994 was a bitch

for Dara Aldean
and Brett Kenner,

victims one and two.

Of course,
no one knows exactly

what their last
words were.

Except maybe
Brandon James.

So, Noah Foster,

do you think that Brandon James
just snapped that night?

Nobody just snaps.

I mean, a bomb doesn't become
a bomb when the wick is lit.

So if Tyler O'Neill is
behind the mask in the GIF,

is this an homage?

In my humble opinion,

nobody puts on a mask and commits
a murder like that just once.

The real question is,
who's next?

Scream - 01x03
Wanna Play a Game?

So we are officially dealing
with another possible murder.

I was up all night
finishing the autopsy.

The ligature marks, dislocated
vertebrae, crushed larynx...

You don't see
this kind of trauma

hanging yourself from an
eight-foot-high ceiling fan.

So someone staged
her body

to look like a suicide.

Why would they do that?

Wish I knew.

Rachel's wake's today.

Let her family have
a day to mourn.

Tomorrow, I'll open
a murder investigation.

A mother's
worst nightmare.

Any more packages
arrive at your door?

Not since the heart.

Which I can't stop
thinking about.

I'm still trying
to locate your ex.

Have you told Emma?

Mmm-mmm.
No, maybe I should.

I'm trying to protect her.
She's dealing with enough.

And it'll bring up questions about
my past that I just can't answer.

_

I'm sorry, but cyber-sex
is not what I had in mind

when I told you
to grow a pair.

God, you
are killing me right now.

You're killing yourself.

You could be here with me,
in this five-star suite

instead of testing
our tantric limits online.

Cyber-boundaries, Brooke.
Safer that way.

Why are you
in a hotel?

It's my mother's
standing room.

I come here for spa weekends when she's
on one of her spiritual retreats.

Which, lately, is always.

Sounds complicated.

Your game is boring.

Mine is much
more exciting.

I'm listening.

There is a very, very
naughty picture of me

hidden somewhere
in your classroom.

You might wanna find it
before someone else does.

Happy hunting,
Mr. Branson.

Wait, wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, Brooke, no.

Son of a bitch!

Oh, Rachel.

Audrey!
Hey, hey! No, don't.

- Here...
- Get off me!

- Were you just trying to...
- No. I was...

I was just testing to see
if it's even possible.

What are you
doing here?

Emma, this is
Rachel's wake.

Rachel didn't
kill herself.

What?

My mom found something
in the autopsy.

The sheriff's opening
a murder investigation.

I knew it.

I knew Rachel
wouldn't kill herself.

But who would
want to kill her?

I don't know.

I'm really sorry,
I've gotta go.

I wanted you
to hear it from me.

Seriously?

Emma, you just did
your hair twirl thing.

What's going on?

Will!

Will! We got a serious-ass problem, dude.

The money is gone!
I think Tyler took it.

No, he didn't.

I took it.

What? Red card, dude.
Took it where?

Oh, you should be thanking
me that I got to the cash

- before Tyler could.
- Not your decision. We're partners.

Well, you promised to shut down
our little operation, partner.

And I know you haven't.

I did!

Okay. I considered
your request.

But you're not seeing the upside
of keeping this thing going.

That's because I don't have
a rich daddy like you do.

They trace this back to us,

it's game over.
My scholarship. Emma.

Everything.

Come on, bro.
Where's the cash?

Shut it all down.

And maybe you'll find out. Bro.

At first, I thought it
was just some loser

playing with his new voice
changer app on his phone.

But he won't
leave me alone.

So you think some
deranged stalker

killed Rachel
to hurt you?

Look, I know that
I sound deranged.

I don't know.
Maybe I am.

But this guy acted
like he knew me.

He said he wanted
to show me the truth.

Have you told your mom?

I was going to,

but she's the one
he told me not to trust.

What if you
wrote him back?

What?

If this psycho
did kill Rachel,

I wanna know
the reason why.

He DMd you, right?

Yeah.

He opened a line.

Let's direct message
his ass back.

_

Now we wait.

I still
haven't heard from Noah.

Everything was going
great on the football field,

then he raced off like
the McRib was back.

He's clearly afraid
to make a move,

and you're too gorge for these
romantic Special Olympics.

Don't be mean.

Not mean.
Brutally honest.

It's a different
shade of mean.

Speaking of...

Wait. Is that
Nina's lipstick?

Yeah, well, someone's got to
fill the lipstick power vacuum.

Oh, come on. She'd love that I
was carrying on her legacy.

Right, Em?

- Em?
- What?

What is with you?

Seriously, Em.
You okay?

It's just...

You're not still beating yourself up
about that Saint Mary's chick, right?

Because I'm sorry for Audrey,
but that was not your fault.

No. It's just...

I can't believe that
Nina's gone, you know.

She's with us in spirit.

Oh, hey, Em.

Um, you got a second?

I, uh, found this
in my truck.

Didn't feel right
hanging onto it.

I'm like three iPod
generations past that.

Actually, I don't even think I've
used the word iPod in months.

Yeah,

but do any of them have your
endless beach day playlist on 'em?

Oh, my God.

Wow, that day that you almost
drowned your truck at the launch.

Hey, who knew that boat
was gonna be so heavy?

Yeah. Yeah, that
was a good day.

Well, um, maybe I
should hang on to it.

No way.

Sentimental value.

Well, see ya.

See, Aristotle asked,
"Why are we here?

What is the meaning
of life in the face of death?"

Bet Tyler's wondering the
same thing right about now.

Thank you, Jake.

See, Aristotle also
understood that

volatile relationships, well,
they can lead to tragedy.

Looking for
something, Mr. B?

We're all looking
for something, Brooke.

See, desire, that's at
the heart of drama.

Desire for love.

Power. Money.

I'm talking about
Jason and Medea.

Talkin' about Anthony
and Cleopatra.

I'm talkin' about
Emma and Kieran.

Excuse me?

I'm splitting
you all into pairs.

Uh, you and your partner

will choose a dramatic
scene to perform in class.

Now, let's not just
limit ourselves.

We can...

choose something
contemporary, like movies.

Audrey and Will.

If you suggest the pool
scene from Wild Things,

I will end you.

Or, if that's too
much for your attention span,

pick a favorite TV show,
Riley and Noah.

I'll even allow popular
fiction, Jake and Brooke.

How about Fifty
Shades of Grey?

In your dreams,
mouth-breather.

All right, everybody. Let's
get going to the library,

I'm gonna pair the rest of you up there.

Get going on these
selections. Let's go.

"You have no idea how utterly
unprecedented you are."

"You can't say
things like that."

No, you're right.
I really can't.

Okay, so Fault in
Our Stars is also a no.

I mean, cancer kids on top of
brutal murder might be a bit much.

Yeah.

Problem? Um, just my mom, you know.

Every night is a late
night since Nina.

Yeah. Now my dad's
either at the station

or holed up at home with
old dusty case files.

Hmm.

Wait. The Brandon James
case files?

Those are at
your house?

I'm sensing you might wanna come
over and pick out a scene later.

Maybe pick something
from old TV.

X-Files...

Look, Brandon James
almost killed my dad.

Somehow my mom
was involved.

I need answers.

I'm game.

When should I come over?

Actually, it might be better
if I bring them to you.

Thanks.

You wanna do
The Exorcist?

It's classic. "The power
of Christ compels you!"

Loads of drama.

Dramatic, maybe.

Romantic? Not so much.

You think our scene
should be romantic?

I did. But you
never called, so...

Riley, uh, I wanted to.

Like a lot.

And, you know, if I had,
I would have said,

"I wanna hang out.
And be romantic. A lot."

Wow. Is that Shakespeare?

Uh, yeah, you know it.

I think it's from his play A
Mid-Semester Night's Hang Out.

Okay, game on.

But you better
impress me.

You play?

Yeah. My dad taught
me when I was little.

Looks like you're pretty good.

Was. I quit after he left.

Maybe you can
play for me sometime.

Maybe...

Whoa. These are
from the crime scene.

Damn.

Is that him?

Yeah. Before his surgeries.

He looks so scared.

I got to go.

My dad's on
his way home.

Oh, well, we don't
want you getting arrested.

Yeah, wouldn't
be the first time.

- Seriously?
- Tell you what.

You play me
a song sometime,

I'll tell you
the whole story.

Your dad's name
is Kevin, right?

Yeah.

His police statement says that Brandon
James confronted his girlfriend,

and that's what
started all of this.

Wait, my mom
was his girlfriend.

He calls her "Daisy."

Oh, my God.

Brandon James was
obsessed with my mom.

Christian Grey's red room
of pain awaits you.

Ugh! Ew.

That would literally
be like doing my brother.

So Game of Thrones?
I'm cool with that.

Tell you what.

I'll pick the scene
and email you the lines.

Now run along. Go find
Will and continue tanking

the school's collective IQ.

What? Bromance
on the rocks?

I got one rule.

I do not abide people
I can't trust.

Please.

Trust is a campaign
promise. Real life?

You're either
the cat or the mouse.

Is that how it works
with your college beau?

Don't give me that look,
I pay attention.

But my question is,
how do you know?

Know what?

Whether you're
the cat or the mouse?

You remember
that viral video

where the bobcat snatches
the shark out of the ocean?

It's sick.

And up to that moment,

I bet you the shark thought
it was the apex predator.

Are we, um, honing
in on a point here?

I'm just saying,

maybe you're not at
the top of the food chain.

Maybe your boyfriend's
got you thinking bobcat.

But really you're
just a shark.

Hey, honey.

Why didn't you tell
me you were Daisy?

Because it happened
a long time ago.

And I've been trying
to put it behind me.

But it isn't, is it?

Someone knows.

Mom, they sent you
a heart in a box.

I'm dealing with it.

Are you? Because I'm pretty
sure whoever is harassing you

is the same creep
that's calling me.

He called you again?
Why didn't you tell me?

Do you really want to start comparing
lists of secrets right now?

What did he say?

That my life is a lie.

That you are a liar.
Awful things.

I'm sorry.
But believe it or not,

this is exactly what I was
trying to protect you from.

Really? Mom, I heard you talking
to the sheriff this morning.

And it really sounded like you
were trying to protect yourself.

Unless you wanna
start talking about

those mysterious questions
you can't answer?

Like, why is the
sheriff looking for Dad?

Nothing.

Great.

Was this whole cloak and
dagger thing strictly necessary?

Uh, you asked
me to impress.

Well, as long as my head doesn't
end up in your freezer.

- Yeah, you know, I never understood...
- Oh.

the whole head in
the freezer thing.

Brains are so much better at
body temp, you just ask any zombie.

Okay.

- I will be right back.
- Okay.

Noah?

Okay, now look.

Is this is where you work?

For a maximum
of twelve hours a week,

according to Department of
Labor guidelines.

It's beautiful.

Uh, when we
couldn't decide on a movie,

I realized you haven't even seen
some of the best drama out there.

It's in video games.

I mean, the cutscene
that opens The Last of Us?

Oh, my God.
It's heartbreaking.

You get me.

_

- Hello?
- Hello, Emma.

I got your DM. I'll answer
your questions when I'm ready.

So, did Mommy give you the
answers you were looking for?

- I'm calling the police.
- Say anything, and I will gut her.

What do you
want from me?

Isn't it obvious?
I want your trust, Emma.

Why the hell
would I trust you?

Because I'm the only one around
here telling you the truth.

You're sick!

I am done playing your games,
and I'm done with you.

_

_

Uh, remind me to send
Mr. Branson a muffin basket,

because you are the best
scene partner ever.

Uh, do you have a...

- You know?
- You know,

uh, they say if you're not
mature enough to say condom,

you're not mature enough for sex.

So do you?

Ah. Uh, what,
what was that?

Relax, it's just my phone.

Okay. Um...

Oh, my God.

_

Tyler?

And just before Noah and I
were about to, you know,

Tyler finally
texted back.

He wants
our help.

And you just left
the little dude hanging?

- Harsh.
- Jake, bigger issues.

Wait, did you
text him back?

Yes. He said
he didn't do it,

but he's afraid that no
one's going to believe him.

I don't believe him.

I told him to turn
himself in.

Wait, he texted
you, too?

Same time as Riley.

Probably suffering from
psycho killer's remorse.

Guys, I don't
think this is Tyler.

It was from his number.

It's not him.

Someone has been
calling and harassing me.

Is that what was going on
in the alley the other night?

He's playing
games with me.

He sent you that text
pretending to be me?

Well, I'm pretty sure he's
doing the same thing again.

Why would some weirdo
pretend to be Tyler on us?

It's hard to explain. But I
promise, you cannot trust him.

Em, I have no idea who's
screwing with you,

but I know Tyler.

He's afraid and we
need to hear him out.

Riley, we need
to go to the police.

So he can get shot
like Brandon James?

Riles, I love you, I do.

But Tyler might
have killed Nina.

I vote cops.

If they hurt him,
it's on you.

Riley!

Yo, if Tyler talks
to the cops,

we may go down with him.

I'll text him.

Tell him if he'll meet us,
we'll give him the cash.

What? We will.

- Emma.
- Mom?

What are you
doing here?

Sheriff Hudson
called me.

I'm your mom.

So we checked
phone records.

These texts were
sent from Tyler's account.

I told you.

Wait, are you sure?

Couldn't someone else
have used his phone?

It's possible.

But I think this is our
one shot to bring him in.

Text Tyler back.

You know, ask him to meet up. Someplace
public, but where he feels comfortable.

Like the park
on Route Nine.

I don't know.
I don't wanna lie.

Riley, I would
do it, I would.

But Tyler knows I
would totally set him up.

You, on the other hand,
are an angel.

Listen, I know that you feel like
you're betraying your friend.

But if he's innocent, this is
his best chance to prove it.

It's his only chance.

It's gonna be okay.

We're doing
the right thing.

Are you trying
to convince me, or you?

Let's do this.

Aren't we
waiting for Tyler?

I'm sure he's
on his way.

Money talks.
Let's dig.

You didn't text him.
Did you?

Do I detect a lack
of trust, Will?

That's hysterical.

You didn't stash
the cash here, did you?

This is Nina, man.

She's dead and she's still
pitting us against each other.

And I told you how
to get out of it.

I'm not gonna risk
everything I've worked for

just because you're still caught
up in her blackmail drama.

You don't get it, Will.

There is no
way out of this.

So we can help
each other. Or not.

But then it's every
man for himself.

Riley's nearing
the rendezvous.

Nobody makes a
move until I say so.

He's not here.
Do I wait?

Hold on, hold on.
Vehicle's approaching.

Everyone stay alert.
Stay alert.

I'm gonna get a water.

I hate this waiting.

If anything goes wrong, Riley
is never gonna forgive us.

It won't.

But if it did,
she would.

But it won't.

Jesus. When this is
over, we need a spa day.

Who is it?

Oh, um, it's my dad.

I'll be back.

_

Okay, come on out. Come on out.
Let him see you.

Stay close.

All right, all right,
he's making his move.

Police! Show
me your hands!

Whoa, whoa,
whoa, hold on!

Hold on. Wait, wait,
wait, wait, hang on.

- Wait, this wasn't my idea.
- What are you doing here?

Some guy on the Internet paid
me 200 bucks to drive here.

And said to give
this to some girl.

- What?
- Check my front pocket.

Check my pocket.
Put your hand in there.

What?

What is it?

Riles.

Talk to me. What're you thinking about?

Besides Tyler?

Noah.

We were having
this amazing time,

and I just bailed.

Jake's right,
it was harsh.

I just really
like him, Emma.

I have a feeling that he'll
probably give you a second chance.

Tyler set them up.

He didn't show.

But he said
he'd be there.

Where's Brooke?

Where the hell is she?

Glad you finally
came to your senses.

Mr. Branson?

Hello...

I wonder
if Riley's had any luck?

We've checked
Brooke's house.

I can keep driving, but is there
anywhere else she might be?

I don't know.

Let me check in
with the sheriff.

I'm gonna put the word out.
See if anyone's seen Brooke.

- Hey.
- _

- No, I'm with Emma. We're trying to find Brooke.
- _

- _
- No.

- No, she's not at the Maddox house.
- _

- What do you have?
- _

- All right.
- _

I don't know. I guess
we can keep driving.

Yeah, I just got to
figure out where else to look.

Hello?
Riley!

- Are you okay? Where are you?
- The station. Did you find Brooke?

Stay put.
I'm coming.

_

_

We should get back
to the station.

_

_

_

Tyler?

Tyler?

_

_

Help!

Someone help me!

Help!

Help me!

Help!

Help me!

Noah!

Riley! Riley, oh, my God!

Uh, where are you?
What's happening?

He stabbed me.

Please call 911.

Who stabbed you?
Where are you?

On the roof. Tyler.

He's gone.

Hey, Riley, where are you?

Just look around. Just
tell me what you can see!

I can see our stars.

No! Riley, hey, no. Hey, you have
to stay with me, okay? Please.

Please!

Riley? Riley?

Okay. This gives new
meaning to anticlimactic.

_

Brooke! Thank God!

She's okay.
Where are you?

In a nightmare
of my own making.

Okay, seriously,
it might not be safe.

Trust me, it's too safe.

Riley's gone.

- I gotta go.
- Emma?

A deputy saw a car that looked
like Tyler's leave the station.

They're going after it now.

Everybody stop!

Oh!

No!

Emma, wait!

Suspect Tyler O'Neill.

Vehicle reported crashed through
construction on Kincaid Bridge.

Riley!

Riley!

Riley!

No.

I didn't mean
to choose.

Next time on Scream...

I don't understand.
Who would kill her?

- I need to know.
- So do I.

Is this
Tyler O'Neill?

We can't seem
to find his head.

Withholding from the
police, naughty, naughty.

Why didn't you
come straight here?

Because the last time I came here
it didn't really end that well.

You think the killer
is still out there.

There is another option.

We can finish what Nina
and Tyler started.

The killer's sending me
some weird message.

- A yearbook?
- The truth lies where the mask was made.

Oh, holy Manson
Family album.

It's a great lead.

It could be a trap.

Then we go together.

A lair is an extension
of the killer's psychosis.

The root cellar in Psycho, Kevin
Spacey's apartment in Se7en,

Hannibal Lecter's kitchen.

I mean every fictional
killer has one.

No!

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