- Is he dead? - Yeah, very.
Dewey! Dewey!
Dewey?
Dewey!
God, I'm sorry. Jennifer, Gale, look.
- I found a secret passage. - Roman's dead.
- What? - The killer's here. - What?
- Let go of me! I'm getting out of here! - You're not safe alone!
Listen to me!
I did not fuck that pig Milton to get a leading role...
just to die here with second-rate celebrities like you two!
- Gale! I'm up here. - Come on.
- Dewey! - You guys should get out too.
It's crazy to still be here.
- Wait! - Come on!
- Dewey! - Gale, Jennifer, up here!
Dewey, here. He got Roman and Angelina too.
- We'll be safer if we stick together, won't we? - Of course. Why--
What's goin' on? Oh, shit!
- Hey! - Dewey!
Dewey!
No!
Help! Police! Help! Help!
Police! Help!
Oh, you motherfucker!
Damn!
Dewey! Dewey!
Behind the mirror, Dewey!
Gale! Get away! Dewey!
- Do you hear something? - Get away from me, you asshole.
- Get away from me! You don't scare me! - Look, Gale. The mirror's moving.
- Gale! Gale! - Stand back, Gale.
You can't kill me. I'm the killer in Stab 3. I'm the killer!
Gale, cover!
Dewey!
- Tyson! - Tyson!
I'm gonna check down here. You call for help.
Okay.
Tyson!
- Tyson? - Any sign of him?
- No. - All right. I'm gonna check out front.
Dew--
Gale!
- Dewey? - Gale!
Gale!
- Who is this? - Dewey, it's me.
Gale, where are you?
I'm in the basement. I'm trapped.
- Where? - There's a door in the kitchen.
Hurry.
Wait. How do I know this is you, Gale, and not the killer?
Dewey, open the fucking door. It's me.
Well, don't you think that's what the killer would say?
Come on. He's out cold at the bottom of the stairs.
Hey!
Dewey. Dewey.
All right, all right. It's pizza, not a party.
Everybody get back to work. Anybody seen my fuckin' partner?
Hey, Morgan, what did you pay?
- Hello? - Hello?
- Who is this? - Who is this?
- Um, w-who's calling? - Um, w-who's calling?
Gale, Dewey, whoever, um, call me back. I can only hear myself.
I only hear you too, Sidney.
- Who is this? - The question isn't who I am.
The question is: Who's with me?
- Sidney, stay away! - Sidney!
Don't do it. If you do one thing to attract attention to yourself...
one thing, I'll kill them both.
Now, do you have somewhere we can be alone?
- Yes. - Yeah. Go there.
Oh, it's hard being friends with you, Sidney.
When you're friends with Sidney, you die.
Well, these friends don't have to, Sidney. It's up to you.
- How do I know their voices are-- - Are real?
How do you know you're not hearing things?
How do you know I'm not someone in your head? Somewhere you know.
- Don't come here, Sidney! - Dewey!
- Or do you? - You're dead.
I don't want them. I want you.
It's simple. You show yourself, they survive.
- You run, they die. - Oh, God!
Don't you wanna know, Sidney, who killed her?
Don't you wanna know who killed your mother?
- Have you seen Kincaid? - Yeah, I saw him go out.
- Wallace is still lookin' for him. - Where?
She'd have been so happy, Sidney, to know we'd be together.
- Where? - I'll call you when you're on your way.
Shit. Shit. Shit.
Holy shit.
- What? - You follow directions well, Sidney.
Now, welcome to the final act.
See that metal detector?
Use it.
All over, Sidney. Everywhere.
The other leg too.
Show it to me.
Throw it in the pool.
Now, come inside, Sidney.
No fucking way. How do I know they're not dead already?
They're right inside, waiting for you.
Look for yourself.
Now that we're all here, the party can begin.
- Dewey. - Sid.
- Where is he? - I don't know.
He's right there!
Oh, shit.
Think again.
It's your turn to scream, asshole.
Yeah!
- It's okay.Just give me a second. - Okay.
- Hurry, Sid. - Sidney? Sidney?
Where is he?
Be careful!
I heard shots. Tyson's dead. What's goin' on?
- What're you doin' here, Kincaid? - Lookin' for you.
Tyson said there was a party here tonight, and I thought, uh-oh.
Third act celebration. Thought I better check it out.
Alone? Where's your partner?
Hey, Miss Prescott.
I'm here to help. Put the gun down.
No!
Sid! Wake up, Sid! Sid, come on!
- Wake up! - Sidney!
Sid, shoot him! Sid!
Shoot the fucker!
Shoot him!
You want me, motherfucker? Come and get me.
Run!
Sid.
Come in here, please.
It's just me, Sid.
Oh, I was so pretty.
Everybody loved me.
Have you missed me, Sidney?
Would you like to hold me one last time?
What's the matter? What are you staring at?
Don't you remember your mother?
You're not going anywhere, Sidney.
It's time you came to terms with me and with Mother.
Maybe you never knew her at all, Sidney.
Maybe you just can't get past the surface of things.
- Who the hell are you? - The other half of you.
I searched for a mother too, an actress named Rina Reynolds.
Tried to find her my whole life.
And four years ago, I actually tracked her down.
Knocked at her door, thinking she'd welcome me with open arms.
But she had a new life and a new name: Maureen Prescott.
You were the only child she claimed, Sidney.
She shut me out in the cold forever.
Her own son.
Roman Bridger, director. And brother.
She slammed the door in my face, Sid. She said I was Rina's child...
and Rina was dead.
And it struck me.
What a good idea! So I watched her.
I made a little home movie. A little-little family film.
It seems Maureen-- Mom--
She really got around. I mean, Cotton was one thing.
Everybody knew about that.
But Billy's father? That was the key.
Your boyfriend didn't like seeing his daddy in my film too much.
He didn't like it at all.
But once I supplied the motivation, all the kid needed was a few pointers.
Have a partner to sell out in case you get caught, find someone to frame.
It was like he was making a movie.
You. This is all because ofyou.
I'm a director, Sid.
- I direct. - Oh.
I had no idea that they were gonna make a film of their own.
- Oh, shit. - What a film it turned out to be, huh?
I mean, introducing Sidney, the victim.
Sidney, the survivor. Sidney, the star!
All right. You're gonna be all right. Just apply pressure.
Here, take this. Get the son ofa bitch.
Let's go.
Fine, you got what you wanted, hero and villain face-to-face.
- Well, you know what happens now? The villain dies! - Exactly!
But I'm not the villain, Sid. You are.
Here he is, the man who gave away your mother's innocence.
Huh? What he did to her made her a slut.
Didn't it? Huh? She never recovered from that night, right here in this room.
They fucked her three ways from Sunday. Ruined her life.
Ruined yours too, didn't it, Sid?
You hate him, Sid?
Come on, I know you do. I'm sure you do.
I know who you are. I know what happened to my mother.
And I want you to understand, I'm gonna make you pay!
That's what the police are gonna find on Milton's answering machine...
right next to his lifeless, mutilated corpse.
- What? Can't hear ya. - You don't have to do this, Roman.
Just tell me what you want. I can make it happen.
Any picture. Name your budget. Script approval.
- Final cut! - I already have it.
No!
God! You spineless bastard!
No, Sid, that would be you. You did it all.
You did it, you called them all. Even your closest friends.
Living in total isolation, the pressure ofanother movie about you...
the discovery that Milton destroyed Mommy dearest...
you finally just snapped!
One, two, three!
And who's our hero, huh? The sole survivor. Who's the one...
who bravely faced down the psychopath and killed her with her own knife?
You're gonna pay for the life you stole from me, Sid.
For the mother, and for the family, and for the stardom and--
Goddam it! Everything you have that should've been mine!
God! Why don't you stop your whining and get on with it? I've heard this shit before!
- Stop! - You know why you kill people, Roman? Do you?
- I don't wanna hear it! - Because you choose to! There is no one else to blame!
- Stop it! Fucking damn it! - Why don't you take some fucking responsibility?
- Fuck you! - Fuck you!
Sid? Sidney?
Sidney?
Sidney!
Leave her alone!
Dewey, do something!
- Stand back! - Dewey!
Sid! Sid.
Sid?
Where is he?
Hey. Lose something?
Found something.
There's gotta be another way in there! Come on!
You hurt her, I swear I'll kill you!
-Dewey! -Down this way. There's another hallway.
There's another door down here.
- This thing's not budging. - Look around for something heavy.
- Go that way. - Okay!
I shot you.
I guess we think alike.
Mother's dead.
And there is nothing you can do about that.
I still got to make my movie.
Stab 3, right?
Kincaid, hang in there.
Roman? It was Roman?
Be careful, Sid. Randy said the killer's always superhuman.
Yeah, well, he wasn't superhuman, Dewey.
He wasn't superhuman at all.
- You can't fuckin' kill me! - Head!
- Head! Head, Dewey! - What?
Head! Shoot him in the head.
Thanks.
No problem.
Look.
Come on, Cherokee. Come on.
- Yeah, she's doin' great. - Yeah.
Look.
What are you doing with that?
Um, will you sign it for me, Gale?
You hate that book.
Besides, I'm-l'm done with that kind of reporting.
For me. Will you sign it for me?
You're a nut.
Okay.
- Will you? - Dewey.
I know it'll never work, and you know it'll never work.
But what I'm asking is just to see ifwe're wrong.
We don't know everything, Gale.
I mean, you thinkyou do, but--
You're a brave man, Dewey Riley.
I'm really scared right now.
Inside.
Sid, we've been waiting for you. We're gonna start a movie.
- What kind of movie? - You have to come and see.
Take a little walk to the edge of town
Now, spread your wings and fly
Don't the lights of the city look so damn pretty
When you're flyin' so high
It's hard to know about there down below
The streets fade They're swimmin'deep in blood
It seems to make me groan and cry
You really wanna know what's wrong with this land
Just scratch your head with your red right hand
I'm talkin'about blood, babe
It's in your veins
Your mommy and daddy
They've got the same
You're under the mirror day after day
You see a pretty face crumblin' away
As you become your mom and daddy
Scream once, scream twice Now scream again
Cover that face with your red right hand
So, is this the end
Forus, my friend
So, is this the end
Forus, my friend
So, is this the end
Forus, my friend
Well as though we rise
As the day breaks the dawn
And as the moon hides the sun
Oh, the sun
No more sorrow
All those crying days are gone
No more sorrow
Now it'sgone
So, is this the end
Forus, my friend
Spoke to my god today Asked him why he'd gone away
Hitched on a rocket ride into the sun
Said, son I got one for ya Down there in California
Just take a look around at all you've done
You're automatic like a burnin' gun
You're a star like everyone
Talked to my soul today Couldn't keep my brain away
So I found a holiday behind the sun
Took all the friends I could Spun out in Hollywood
Hit up on a climate everyone
You're automatic like a burnin' gun
You're a star like everyone
You could save the world
Could be shining on my pearl
You could save the world
Just might find your way mypearl
Shine
You're automatic like a burnin' gun
You're a star like everyone
You could save the world
Could be shinin' on my pearl
You could save the world
Could be shinin' on my pearl
You could save the world
Just might find your way my pearl
Shine