Scream (2015) s02e06 Episode Script

1 Previously, on "Scream".
Do you, like, actually think that I'm stalking you? I don't trust you.
I need your help tracking down Jake Fitzgerald.
The kid screwed me over.
(STUDENTS CHEERING) (STUDENTS GASPING, SCREAMING) What if they think one of us is the killer? Stavo basically has "crazy psychopath" tattooed on his forehead, and I'm supposed to just ignore it? You're my favorite person in the world, but you're acting weird.
Hey, give that back! This is what he's drawing! God, you sicko! It's not what you think! (STUDENTS YELLING) (MOUSE, KEYBOARD CLICKING) It's been one day since Jake Fitzgerald's body was found, and the grizzly reality of how he died is settling in.
That sort of grief is a tricky thing.
You don't know what to feel.
Should you be furious? Should you be frightened? Should you be sad? It can swallow you up or weigh you down or ignite a fire inside you.
When murder hits this close to home it makes you see the world in a new way.
People, too.
Even the ones you trust start to look a little different.
Because when everyone's a suspect, there is no innocence.
Scream - S02E06 Jeepers Creepers (PHONE RINGING) (RINGING CONTINUES) - What do you want? - DISTORTED VOICE: You didn't tell anyone about our little meeting yesterday.
Sorry to disappoint you.
Poor, sad, awful Emma.
You can't trust anyone, not even yourself.
You're wrong about that.
You know I'm right.
I'm always right.
Go to hell.
I'm in your head, Emma, and you know it.
I'm sorry, she's not up yet.
I can wake her up if it's important.
No.
No, it's okay.
I just need to talk to her.
- Could you tell her I stopped by? - Sure.
She's going through a hard time right now.
- Just be patient with her.
- I will.
That's good to know.
I'm sorry, Emma.
I made a mistake.
Telling him about the phone without talking to you it was wrong.
Then, why did you do it? When Acosta found the gun in my locker, he said he'd arrest me if I didn't help him, - if I didn't give him an "in.
" - And I was that "in"? You could have told me.
I've been calling all morning to tell you.
You weren't the only one who called.
- The killer called again.
- What do you mean, he called again? He called me this morning and at the lockdown.
Just like in the woods, he was there, taunting me through the window.
- Why didn't you tell anyone? - Who was I gonna tell? The sheriff so that he could ask me about my PTSD again? Jake's body dropped from the ceiling, and all he cared about was my mental health history, which is exactly what the killer wants.
So, you made up the panic attack.
He's messing with me and it's personal.
I have to figure out what's going on and who I can trust.
I can't believe this is happening again.
I can't believe Jake is gone.
Neither can I.
(KNOCKING ON DOOR) EMMA: Hey, Noah.
It's me.
Open up.
Uh, hold on.
Just a second.
Hey! Was that locked? That's weird.
Sorry.
Uh, what's up? What's going on? Um, I have something I need to tell you.
The last thing that Piper said to me was that she had one more surprise.
I think that surprise just killed Jake - and is now terrorizing all of us.
- You mean Piper's accomplice.
Yes.
I know.
You've been saying it all along, but, now, I'm ready to know the truth.
I need to see your board.
The board? No, no, no! It's under construction.
It's not ready.
- You're not ready.
Nobody's ready.
- Noah, I'm ready.
Audrey? What? Why do you think that? Audrey said some strange things during the lockdown.
And then, she went all Frankenstein lynch mob on Stavo, and-and she she just You know, her temper's been off the charts lately.
That's it? That's That's all that you have? - It's just a feeling I have.
- A feeling? (SCOFFS) It's not Audrey! Noah, the killer has gotten in your head, okay? He He wants you to connect dots that don't even exist! It is part of his game, okay? He is trying to make it so that you cannot trust anything or anyone.
It could all be a part of his plan.
Yeah.
It has to be.
(PHONE VIBRATES, DINGS) (SIGHS) It's Brooke.
It's Brooke.
I have to go.
It's not Audrey, so unless you have something real to back that up, you need to take down her picture right now.
Carnations are depressing AF.
(SIGHS) How about you just don't tell my dad about that? He'll just want to send me to another shrink, and I'll just want to butcher another bed.
How are you holding up? I'm not.
I realize Jake was no angel, but he didn't deserve what Seth did to him.
Brooke I know that Seth Branson is not a good guy, but don't do that to yourself.
He was obsessed with me.
And not in the cool way.
More, like, in the scary, stalker-y, "doesn't want to share me" kind of way.
Jake tried to open my eyes to that, and he wound up dead at my feet.
This is all my fault.
Brooke, I know you want answers, but don't go down the Branson spiral.
I don't think it makes sense.
You're really trying to make sense out of any of this? Your long-lost psycho half-sister tried to kill us all.
I wouldn't really call that logical, but, hey, it totally happened.
Yeah.
It could be anyone this time, Emma.
I have to find out what happened to Jake.
I don't care how ugly it gets.
Yeah.
I'll see you later.
MIGUEL: I just had a few more questions.
QUINN: Brooke is too fragile for any more interviews right now.
Have you followed up on Seth Branson? We did.
I appreciate the tip, but it looks like he'll come out clean.
What about Jake's phone? - Couldn't open it.
- Encrypted.
(BROOKS'S DAD) (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) You! Tell me why you're tailing me or I'll smack you again.
- This time for real.
- Wait, that wasn't for real? Okay, look, no, I was not following you.
I mean, yeah, I was following you, but - I tried to call you.
- I lost my phone.
Go on.
So, I spotted you, and I thought, "Hey, follow her! That'll be really funny.
" And, you know, it obviously was not 'cause you hit me.
And, now, I'm on my way to buy a bike, which I was actually gonna ask you to come with me to do, so Which one do you like? What are you into? Huh? You're being so weird.
(SCOFFS) What? Because I want to buy a bike? Uh, I don't think so.
Hey, check that out in the back! That's really cool.
The blue one with the chrome handle bars.
That's pretty cool.
That looks good, right? That looks cool.
You know what? I'm gonna test ride it.
Thank you! (KNOCKING) - Hey.
- Hey, I got your text.
- And I got your text.
- Who is Eddie? Eddie's the key to clearing Audrey.
Check it out.
Right here in the transcript of my Morgue interview.
Eddie saw Piper and a girl matching Audrey's description together several times at the motel where he works.
So, he's seen Piper's accomplice, but I bet you he's never seen Audrey.
When he doesn't recognize Audrey, he'll prove that she's not Piper's sidekick.
Right? What do you think? - Do it.
- Okay.
Uh "Was this the girl you saw with Piper?" Eddie shut me down a couple of times.
We'll just have to wait it out, bide our time.
Okay.
We're on his clock now, so Oh! That was fast, Eddie.
He says, "Wow.
" Okay, that's not useful, but we've got the three dots.
There's hope! EMMA: I bet you he will not recognize Audrey.
(TYPING ON PHONE) - Make any decisions? - I'll let you know when I'm ready.
You don't have to keep coming over.
WOMAN: Thank you, Mayor.
Mr.
Mayor! We met at the high school.
(SIGHING) During the lockdown.
It was an emotional day.
Buy me a drink and I'll keep you company.
Ugh! Jesus, you scared me.
Wear a bell if you're gonna creep like that.
- You texted me.
- Twenty minutes ago.
I drive a bike, not a Range Rover.
What's the emergency? Look, you were a really great guide when I was lost in that Ayahuasca nightmare.
So, I was wondering, do you have the same sense of direction around your dad's office? What am I looking for? Anything that looks weird in Seth Branson's file.
You mean that lurker guy who was at the movies - that night you kissed me? - You kissed me, dude! (SCOFFS) Focus! Can you help me or not? Cake walk.
You ready? So, yeah, sometimes, they'd use my place to meet up.
For privacy.
Thanks.
That's really helpful.
I'm telling you what I know.
Tell me about your girlfriend.
I already told you about the phone.
You have an opportunity here, Kieran.
An opportunity to not make the same mistakes.
Mistakes? If you kids had been a little bit more forthcoming with law enforcement last time, - your father might still be alive.
- (SCOFFS) Come on.
I saw you looking at his picture.
Don't tell me that thought hadn't crossed your mind.
You had to bring him into this! (DOOR OPENING, SLAMMING) (SIGHS) (SIGHS) You asked for weird, I found weird.
They think Jake's time of death was late Sunday night, early Monday morning.
Branson has an alibi for the whole night.
(DRUMMING ON LEGS) Kristin Lang.
Our psych teacher? Ew.
The one who wears all the blazers? Gets weirder.
The file says Lang and Branson are dating.
(SCOFFS) Okay, that makes a hundred percent no sense.
I know.
She's his age.
(SIGHS) I bet blazer babe is covering for him.
I'm gonna get to the bottom of it.
Just promise me something.
- I know, I know.
Don't get involved.
Whatever.
- Screw that! Promise you'll take no prisoners and kick ass as needed.
- How much did you say it was? - Give me a sec.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) Looks like you're upgrade eligible.
Um, never mind.
I don't need a new phone.
EMMA: Why are we meeting Eddie at the fairgrounds? He moonlights there as a guard.
We need to swing by my house.
I want to pick up a flashlight and some bolt cutters.
- Bolt cutters? - Yeah.
It's always good to be prepared.
MAGGIE: Prepared for what? Oh, uh, we're just doing an interview for Noah's podcast.
It's called The Morgue, oddly enough.
I'd love to have you on it sometime.
(CHUCKLES) We still don't know what happened to Jake, so you're not going anywhere tonight.
That's final.
- This could be really bad.
- Go ahead, take a look.
I don't need to.
I think you do.
You owe me that.
It's a comic book.
Graphic novel.
Operative word being "graphic.
" I'm trying to tell the story of Murderville, and the truth is, it gets a little bloody in parts.
Your stuff is good.
Twisted but good.
Caravaggio, Goya Their paintings were bloody and disturbing but beautiful.
Even murder can be art.
- It's too soon, man.
- Look, whoever killed Jake had a vision.
Black Dahlia, Jack the Ripper They staged their kills to tell a story.
They controlled the narrative.
- Interesting.
- I know what you're doing.
What I'm doing? Being nice, complimenting me But, deep down, you still suspect me.
If that's what you think I'm doing, why are you showing me your stuff? Because maybe I'm doing the same.
(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING) Brooke I came as quick as I could.
Thank you for meeting me, Ms.
Lang.
Of course.
I'm happy to be there for all of my students, especially after what happened with Jake.
I know you two had a special relationship.
Yeah, well, this isn't about Jake.
Not entirely, at least.
I just Well, I know you're really good at all of this personal psychology stuff, so I thought maybe you could help me out with this.
I was with another man the night that Jake died.
I was with Mr.
Branson.
And I'm just feeling really guilty about it.
Seth Branson? I'm sure you know our history.
Except, it's not history.
I I slept with Seth on Sunday night, which is the night that they think Jake died.
I'm just I'm an awful person, aren't I? (SOBBING) Hey, you reached Seth.
Please leave a message.
Seth, call me! We need to talk! I'm falling apart, Seth.
I need someone.
I need you.
I'm here, baby.
I don't want to feel this pain anymore.
I need to escape like we used to.
You mean Meet me at our old spot? - You sure? - Yeah.
Awfully big for just the two of you.
Oh, after my wife and I separated, I thought about downsizing, but I decided to upsize instead.
I'm afraid you have the wrong idea.
Then, what am I doing here? I saw something in you.
- What was that? - Desperation.
I have an off-the-books job that recently became available.
You interested? (CAR BEEPS) (ENGINE STARTS) (ON RADIO) Even as we wake up Even as we wake (BANGING) (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) Come on, Noah, pick up your phone.
No service? Awesome.
Eddie? Bud I'm here.
Hello? Eddie Where you at, buddy? (BREATHING HEAVILY) Eddie Come on, man.
Come on, Eddie.
(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) No, no.
No way.
No way.
No.
No way.
Yeah, that'll be cool.
I'll even go alone.
I'm a moron! You need to chill out, Foster.
And stop talking to yourself! (GRUNTING, MUFFLED SCREAMING) (SULTRY MUSIC PLAYING) (TAKES DEEP BREATH) WOMAN: Don't say it, don't you say it One breath, it'll just break it So shut your mouth and run me like a river Shut your mouth, baby, stand and deliver Holy hands, oh, they make me a sinner Like a river, like a river - What are you doing? - Shut your mouth and - Come on, Brooke, baby.
Baby, wait.
- (GIGGLING) Choke this love till the veins start to shiver One last breath till the tears start to wither Like a river, like a river Shut your mouth and run me like a river (MUSIC STOPS) Playtime's over, bitch.
I know your alibi for Jake's murder is B.
S.
Where were you on Sunday night? I didn't kill your meathead boyfriend.
Jesus, Brooke! Don't talk about him like that.
Where were you Sunday night? (SCREAMING) Okay, fine! I wasn't with Kristin on Sunday night, okay? - I lied about my alibi.
There, you happy? - Why would you lie? If I said where I really was, it would sound even worse.
Where were you? - I was here waiting for Jake.
- What? Your boytoy was paying me to leave Lakewood.
He wanted me out of your life.
He was supposed to come.
He never showed.
Jake was doing that? For me? (CHUCKLES) What an idiot.
How much was I worth? Ten grand.
(SCOFFS) And where was Jake gonna get that kind of money, huh? His parents kept tabs on all of his cards.
I don't know, okay? He said he had some sort of deal with your dad.
Lie.
They couldn't stand each other.
I don't know.
Okay, Brooke? Money, no money, you know me.
I'm a lot of things, but I'm not a killer.
Oh, really? Should we ask your last girlfriend? - I didn't murder Caitlyn, okay? - No, you just changed your name and moved to another city to ruin another girl's life.
Caitlyn was disturbed.
I didn't take her suicidal threats seriously.
- I made a mistake.
- You make a lot of mistakes.
And you tell a lot of lies.
I think it's time you learned your lesson.
You can't do this, Brooke.
You can't do this! Why not? Worst case, I get community service and probation.
Victimized high school student lured to hotel by a serial predator.
You're crazy! Confess to killing Jake or say good-bye to "little Branson.
" - (MUFFLED SCREAMING) - Three two one.
JK.
Now, I believe you, and you get to keep all of your man parts.
Win-win.
(BREATHING HEAVILY) (MUFFLED YELLING) I never want to see you again.
Enjoy your stay.
(MUFFLED) Brooke! - Audrey? Really? - I know it's crazy.
Which is why, if Eddie has anything that can clear her, I have to go.
Hey, don't worry.
Worried is exactly what I should be.
- You should call the cops.
- No.
No! Wait.
Not until I have something real.
I thought you understood that.
I do.
It's just I can't help thinking, if we'd been more open last time, maybe my dad would still be alive.
Promise me you won't go.
It's not safe.
Okay.
I won't go.
All right.
(ENGINE STARTS) (ELECTRONIC MUSIC PLAYING) (KNOCKING ON DOOR) Hello? Who is it? It's Brooke.
(MUSIC STOPS) You're early.
Consider a shirt.
Or don't.
It's a good vibe for you.
How'd it go with Lang? I was right about her and Branson.
Things got a little dark and twisty.
I don't know.
I guess I just didn't know I had that in me.
- You feel any better? - Not really.
I don't know what I thought was gonna happen, but Jake's gone.
That's not changing.
(BREATHING HEAVILY) No, no, no! No! No! Help! Help! Help! (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) (GROANS) Oh, God! Audrey! What's going on? I was parked in the alley behind the Grindhouse and something Shh! They could be here.
They could be watching us.
This is bad.
Multiple kidnapping is a common storyline in the torture porn subgenre.
Usually, only one captive survives, and sometimes Sometimes what? Sometimes, nobody survives.
I see some tools.
(GRUNTING) It's just out of my reach.
He wants it to be just out of my reach.
It's part of his torture fetish.
Come on, Foster.
Almost there.
You got this.
Oh, God! Horror movie logic says we're about to die.
Real world logic, too.
Only thing left is to tell the truth.
I stole your phone.
I saw everything.
Your texts from the killer.
Even the GIF of you with Jake's dead body.
I wanted to tell you about it.
I did The killer lured me to Jake's body and got that video, And then, he had me.
I was completely screwed.
How could I tell anybody about that? You could have told me! Of all people, I'm the one you tell! But you didn't.
And now, here we are, tied up, in an Eli Roth movie.
This whole thing is so Saw II.
Please don't make me cut off a body part! Noah? Oh, come on.
(SIGHS) Noah! (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) Noah? Before I meet my maker, I've got some things I want to confess.
I don't like my cat.
We've never gotten along.
I wish I'd learned to play an instrument, probably saxophone.
I told Riley that my favorite movie was Terminator.
It's not.
It's Psycho.
But that's not what you tell a girl on a first date.
Wow.
Okay.
Somewhere in Time is my second favorite movie.
Terminator is not even in the top five.
Okay, okay.
There's more.
Lakewood sucked before I met you.
So, when we kissed No, no, no When we kissed it made me feel something.
I think I'd always kind of wanted to kiss you.
I know you were thinking about Rachel, and I know I'm an idiot for even saying No, no, no.
You're not.
You're not at all.
I do love you, Noah, just not like that.
I get it.
I just wanted to be honest about it, before (CHUCKLES) you know.
Is this my fault? Us here, making deathbed confessions? This is not your fault.
If we get out of this alive, I'm burning my murderboard and I'm selling all my podcast equipment.
You love your murderboard.
It's what you do.
It's who you are.
I'm so sorry, Audrey.
Don't be.
Noah, there's something I need to tell you.
Truth is EMMA: Noah! Hello? That's Emma! Emma! Hey, wait, wait, wait! Noah, shut up! Why is Emma here? We were supposed to meet up with Eddie from the Crescent Palms.
No, no, no! There is no Eddie! Eddie is dead! Eddie can't be dead.
He texted me this morning.
He is dead! He is super dead! The killer must have lured you here posing as him.
- We are sitting ducks.
- I am so confused.
Haven't we been sitting ducks this whole time? Not exactly.
You have some explaining to do.
Look, I followed you here.
I kidnapped us.
Not the killer.
Me! You were starting to suspect me, and so I figured if I got kidnapped, you'd know that I was not the killer.
Makes sense, I guess.
But, now, the killer might really be here and we might really be screwed.
This is really confusing.
Just promise me you won't tell Emma anything until I get a chance to explain myself.
Good enough.
Come on! (SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING) (METAL SCRAPING) - (ALL SCREAMING) - Emma, thank God.
- The killer is here! - I was wrong about everything.
It was a trap.
I know.
We have to get the hell out of here.
- You guys, what's going on? - Kieran, what are you doing here? - I was worried.
I followed you.
- That's odd.
Let's do this when we're not running from the killer.
- The killer was here? - He might still be.
Let's get out of here! Thanks for making sure I got home okay.
You lied to me, Emma.
You said you wouldn't go and you went anyway.
No, I-I didn't lie.
I changed my mind.
Going there tonight made no sense.
I asked you to trust me.
So, trust me.
I have to figure this out, and I really need you to understand that.
I do.
(SIGHS) Excuse me, sir.
Your Phoenix tech buddies got us an IP address for those emails Kevin Duval got from that dead girl Riley Marra.
(EXHALES) The emails came from Emma Duval? Crazy, huh? You actually believe that? After what this town's been through, anything could happen.
It could be anyone.
Anyone could snap.
Thanks.
You're welcome.
(SIGHS) We need to talk.
It's about Emma.
Testing, testing.
Welcome to The Morgue.
I thought you were going home.
I was but if I don't tell you this tonight, I may never be able to.
Okay, go.
I know why the killer is after me.
He knows what I've done and that I would do anything to keep it secret.
I brought Piper to Lakewood.
I was so alone and-and-and pissed at the world, so I found Piper.
I wrote her letters.
I begged her to come to Lakewood and help me research for a documentary about Brandon James.
The thing about Brandon is, he may have looked different, but he wasn't a monster.
He was like me.
He was alone, rejected, and angry.
It was Lakewood that turned him into a monster.
When people started dying, Piper swore to me that it wasn't her, and I believed her, and now now, I'm paying for my mistakes for all that blood.
I deserve this.
If you believe that, then Piper and this sicko win.
You're not a monster, Audrey.
You're a victim.
Promise me you won't tell Emma.
I need to be the one to do it.
(DOOR OPENING, CLOSING) (MUFFLED) Brooke? Brooke! (MUFFLED CHATTER) (MUFFLED SCREAMING) (MUFFLED WHIMPERING, YELLING) (MUFFLED YELLING) (MUFFLED SCREAMING) (SCREAMING CONTINUES) (IRON DINGS) (SCREAMING)