[CLOCK CHIMES]
[♪♪♪]
[CHILDREN'S VOICES ECHO]
[GEARS TICK]
[ECHOES OF CHILDREN PLAYING]
[♪♪♪]
[CREATURE SNARLS]
[HISSING]
EVERYONE WANTS TO MATTER IN HIGH SCHOOL,
BUT THE TRUTH?
NO ONE REALLY DOES.
AND I KNOW WHAT YOU'RE THINKING, OKAY?
"DON'T BE SO MELODRAMATIC,"
BUT WANNA KNOW WHAT I'M THINKING?
"SHUT IT."
[♪♪♪]
I'M STEFFANI HOWARD, THE HOT GIRL ON THE LEFT,
AND I ACTUALLY DO MATTER.
THE SLIGHTLY LESS-HOT GIRL NEXT TO ME IS MY BFF,
TAYLOR TURNER.
SHE'S SUCH A FOLLOWER, WATCH THIS--
[FALLS WITH A THUD]
[STEFFANI]: IN MOVIES,
THE PLAIN GIRL ALWAYS GETS THE VOICE-OVER,
WHICH IS SO ANTI-FAIR.
I KNOW YOU'D RATHER HEAR PRETTY-GIRL THOUGHTS,
BUT HONESTLY,
POPULAR GIRLS LIKE ME DON'T WASTE OUR TIME THINKING.
WE'RE MUCH TOO BUSY--
[GASPS IN OUTRAGE]
HEY, WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING!
YEAH, LITTLE MISS NO SUNSHINE.
YOU WALKED INTO ME .
[TEXTING RAPIDLY]
[CELL PHONE CHIMES]
IT WAS BRAND-NEW.
IT LOOKS FINE TO ME.
NOW RESPECT MY SPACE AND GET OUT OF MY FACE.
TAYLOR!
[♪♪♪]
OH, MY GOD, I LOVE THIS SONG.
[TURNS UP STEREO]
♪ SHE STEALS, SPENDS MONEY... ♪
[BANGING ON WALL]
[WOMAN, MUFFLED BY WALLS]: TURN THAT FILTH DOWN!
LIKE CLOCKWORK.
9:00 P.M.,
AND MRS. B TAKES A RIDE ON THE CRAZY TRAIN.
[BANGING ON WALLS]
[SIGHS TESTILY]
WE CAN'T HEAR OUR MUSIC OVER ALL YOUR LOUD BANGING!
[OLD WOMAN IN HEAVY ACCENT]: I WILL TELL YOUR FATHER
WHEN HE GETS HOME!
I WILL TELL HIM HOW ROTTEN YOU ARE!
NOBODY CARES, YOU OLD HAG!
[BANGING ON WALL]
[TURNS UP STEREO VOLUME]
[♪♪♪]
[MUSIC POUNDS FROM INSIDE]
[DOORBELL RINGING]
[DOORBELL RINGING PERSISTENTLY]
[STILL RINGING DOORBELL]
YOU HAVE MUCH MANNERS TO LEARN.
LOOK WHO'S TALKING.
HOW ABOUT NOT RINGING MY DOORBELL 17 MILLION TIMES.
YEAH, IT'S KIND OF ANNOYING.
[COUGHING HEAVILY]
I WILL STOP RINGING DOORBELL WHEN YOU STOP PLAYING MUSIC.
[SCOFFS] IT'S MY HOUSE.
I CAN PLAY WHATEVER I WANT,
WHENEVER I WANT,
AND THERE'S NOTHING YOU CAN DO ABOUT IT.
YOU ARE MEAN GIRLS.
I THINK YOU WANT ME TO SHOW YOU
HOW TO BE NICE, YES?
[SCOFFS] AS IF.
YEAH, AS TOTALLY IF.
[COUGHING AND WHEEZING]
WELL, THANKS SO MUCH FOR STOPPING BY, MRS. BIAZE VICH .
TAKE CARE.
I WILL TEACH YOU.
BOTH OF YOU.
STOP IT!
LEAVE US ALONE!
[KNOB SIZZLING]
[GASPS IN SHOCK]
YOU WILL BE
NICE GIRLS!
[GASPING] TAYLOR...
OW! TAYLOR! TAYLOR, MY HAIR!
[SNAPPING LOCK] MAN...
IT'S LIKE SHE TOOK AN EXTRA DOSE OF WACKO TONIGHT.
THE DOORKNOB FELT LIKE ICE.
THAT'S MEGA WEIRD.
SHE'S GONNA PAY,
BIG TIME.
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
[OXYGEN TANK ROLLS HEAVILY]
HELLO?
HI. IS THIS AMANDA HUGGENKISS?
YOU HAVE WRONG NUMBER.
I NEED AMANDA HUGGENKISS.
I DON'T KNOW AMANDA HUGGENKISS.
HMM, NOT SURPRISING.
WHO'D WANT TO HUG AND KISS AN OLD HAG LIKE YOU ANYWAY?
[GIGGLING]
[DISCONNECTION TONE BUZZES]
[GRUMBLES IN ANNOYANCES]
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
HELLO?
GOOD EVENING, MADAM.
THIS IS THE PEST CONTROL BOARD.
WE'VE HAD REPORTS OF A JERK INFESTATION
IN YOUR APARTMENT.
[DISCONNECTS]
[GRUMBLING]
[TELEPHONE RINGS]
HELLO!
IS THIS OLD HAGS-R-US?
I KNOW WHO IS THIS.
YOU HAD BEST PRETEND THIS IS WRONG NUMBER,
OR ELSE...
WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO ABOUT IT?
NO MERCY FOR MEAN GIRLS.
[DOOR CREAKING OPEN]
[DIALING CELL PHONE]
TAYLOR?
GET OVER HERE.
[MUFFLED CONVERSATION]
CAN YOU HEAR ANYTHING?
IT'S ALL MUFFLED.
ALL I HEAR IS...
MUMBLE-MUMBLE-MUMBLE.
PFFT, I DON'T KNOW WHY
THAT OLD LADY WAS ALWAYS COMPLAINING.
THESE WALLS ARE THICK AS, LIKE...
AS, LIKE, WALLS.
[SNATCHES GLASS]
[DOOR SLAMS DOWN THE HALL]
[GASPS]
THEY'RE ON THE MOVE, COME ON.
TELL ME WHAT'S HAPPENING.
OKAY.
UM, THE PARAMEDICS JUST LEFT.
TWO NEW GUYS JUST WALKED PAST.
OOH.
THE YOUNGER ONE IS WAY CUTE.
THOSE GUYS ARE FROM THE MORGUE.
YOU KNOW WHAT THIS MEANS, DON'T YOU?
IT MEANS MRS. BIAZEVICH IS DEAD.
NO, IT MEANS
WHEN HOTTIE MORGUE GUY WALKS OUT,
I NEED TO LOOK CUTER THAN I ALREADY DO.
HELP ME WITH MY HAIR!
OKAY, WHAT IS TAKING HIM SO LONG?
MAYBE HE'S TOO BUSY
TAKING CARE OF MRS. BIAZEVICH'S DEAD BODY
TO COME OUT AND SEE HOW GOOD YOUR HAIR LOOKS.
[CHUCKLES] IT DOES LOOK GOOD, DOESN'T IT?
[DOOR SQUEAKS OPEN]
I CAN'T LOOK.
I DON'T WANT TO SEE A DEAD BODY.
TELL ME WHEN THEY'RE GONE!
I'M GONNA GIVE HIM MY NUMBER.
WAIT,
DON'T LEAVE ME!
STEFFANI?
HEY...
I CAN'T BELIEVE SHE'S FLIRTING WITH HIM
OVER MRS. B'S BODY,
I CAN'T BELIEVE I'M LOOKING.
WHY AM I LOOKING?
[WHISPERING]: HEY, ADRIANA!
WHAT IS THAT UGLY THING?
[SHUTTER CLICKS]
OH, WAIT, IT'S JUST YOUR FACE.
[ANGRILY] DELETE THAT.
SORRY, ALREADY TWEETED IT.
SHH!
CLASS, THIS IS SUPPOSED TO BE SILENT SUSTAINED READING,
NOT LOUD, CONSTANT TALKING.
[CELL PHONE CHIMES]
AND THEN I TRIED TEXTING THE NUMBER,
BUT MY MESSAGE JUST BOUNCED BACK.
SO UNFAIR.
IT'S LIKE YOUR PHONE IS TALK-BLOCKING YOU.
WAY CREEPY.
[CELL PHONE CHIMES]
"LESS FIX HAIR, MORE FIX YOU?"
THEY'RE JUST STUPID TEXT MESSAGES.
BUT IT'S LIKE WHOEVER'S SENDING THEM
IS WATCHING YOU.
[LAUGHS]
I KNOW WHO'S SENDING THE MESSAGES!
IT'S HOTTIE MORGUE GUY!
I GAVE HIM MY NUMBER.
HE'S TOTALLY FLIRTING.
WEIRD WAY TO FLIRT.
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
IT'S HIM!
HOW DO I LOOK?
WELL, HE CAN'T SEE YOU THROUGH THE PHONE.
CUTENESS IS A STATE OF MIND.
HE CAN HEAR HOW HOT I AM THROUGH MY VOICE.
[BEEPS CELL PHONE ON]
HI!
[BEEPS ON SPEAKER-PHONE]
[GHOSTLY WHISPERS SWIRL WITH STATIC]
HELLO?
[VOICES ECHO AND CRACKLE]
SAY SOMETHING!
THAT'S DEFINITELY NOT HOTTIE MORGUE GUY.
I'M CALLING THEM BACK.
BE CAREFUL.
IT'S JUST A PHONE CALL.
WHAT COULD POSSIBLY HAPPEN?
[SIGHS HEAVILY]
[TELEPHONE STARTS RINGING NEXT DOOR]
[TELEPHONE RINGING]
[GASPS IN SHOCK, BEEPS OFF CELL PHONE]
THAT WAS A COINCIDENCE, RIGHT?
YOU CALLING AND MRS. B'S PHONE RINGING?
RIGHT.
IT DOESN'T MEAN ANYTHING.
[CELL PHONE RINGS]
YOU ANSWER IT.
NO WAY. IT'S YOUR PHONE.
[TAYLOR'S CELL PHONE RINGS]
NOW YOU HAVE TO.
IT'S YOUR PHONE.
[BEEPS CELL PHONE ON]
HELLO?
[GHOSTLY WHISPERS CRACKLE]
W-WHAT IS IT SAYING?
I DON'T KNOW.
ARE THOSE EVEN WORDS?
WHO IS THIS?
WE CAN'T UNDERSTAND YOU!
[GHOSTLY SCREAMING]
[THEY SHRIEK IN FEAR]
CALL THE NUMBER BACK.
NO WAY.
WE NEED TO KNOW
IF IT'S REALLY COMING FROM MRS. B'S APARTMENT.
BIG BABY...
[DIALING CELL PHONE]
[SHARP THUD AGAINST WALL]
SOMEONE'S IN THERE.
NO ONE IS IN THERE, OKAY?
MRS. B LIVED ALONE,
AND SHE'S DEAD, REMEMBER?
I WANT TO GO HOME.
NO.
NO, NOT UNTIL WE FIGURE OUT WHAT'S GOING ON.
SOMEONE'S PUNKING US,
AND NO ONE PUNKS ME.
WE SHOULD WAIT TILL YOUR DAD GETS HOME.
TAY, YOU'RE JUST GETTING WORKED UP, OKAY?
THERE'S NOTHING GOING ON.
WE CAN'T JUST BREAK INTO MRS. B'S APARTMENT.
THAT WOULD BE, UM, BAD.
WE DON'T HAVE TO.
YEAH, MY DAD TOOK CARE OF HER CAT
WHEN SHE WAS OUT OF TOWN ONCE.
I'M PRETTY SURE HE STILL HAS THE KEY.
COME ON.
[DOOR SQUEAKS OPEN]
[WHISPERING] GO!
HELLO?
IS THERE ANYONE IN HERE?
NO? OKAY, WE CAN GO NOW--
STOP IT! SHH!
STUPID...
HERE.
OH, GROSS!
HELLO, HOARDERS MUCH?
[SOMEONE COUGHS IN BEDROOM]
WHAT WAS THAT?
DO YOU SEE THAT?
WHY WOULDN'T THE PARAMEDICS BLOW THESE OUT?
OKAY, I'M SCARED.
LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.
NOT UNTIL WE FIGURE OUT WHAT MADE THE NOISE.
[HEADBOARD THUDS HEAVILY]
THAT'S WHAT MADE THE SOUND.
IT WAS JUST HER HEADBOARD.
NOW WE CAN GO.
WAIT.
YOU HAVE TO PUSH IT TO MAKE THE SOUND.
SO WHAT PUSHED IT BEFORE?
YOU SHOULD CALL THE NUMBER BACK.
[STAMMERS]
JUST DO IT.
[DIALING CELL PHONE]
[TELEPHONE RINGS ON TABLE]
[TELEPHONE STOPS RINGING]
[SIGHS IN EXASPERATION]
WHAT'S THAT?
MY BUTTERFLY BARRETTE.
[SOUND OF COUGHING FROM NEXT ROOM]
LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.
OKAY, ROWS ONE AND TWO,
YOU MAY GO TO THE LIBRARY.
AND WORK ON YOUR RESEARCH PAPERS.
[CELL PHONE CHIMES]
'KAY, WHAT IS THAT SUPPOSED TO BE?
UM, IT KIND OF LOOKS LIKE AN EYE.
[CELL PHONE CHIMES]
[TEXTING RAPIDLY]
OKAY, I'M PUTTING A STOP TO THIS.
[TEXTING RAPIDLY]
[SCREAMS]
WHAT HAPPENED?
YOU DIDN'T SEE THAT HUGE FREAKING SPIDER?
IT CLIMBED RIGHT OUT OF MY PHONE!
HERE, GIVE ME YOURS.
[CLATTERS INTO BIN]
THERE, TRY CRANK-CALLING US NOW.
OKAY, WELL, WHAT AM I SUPPOSED TO DO
WHEN MY MOM CALLS, AND I DON'T HAVE MY PHONE?
I DON'T KNOW, JUST TELL HER YOU LOST IT OR SOMETHING, OKAY?
WE'LL BOTH SAY THAT.
ADRIANA, I HAVE A QUESTION.
YES, YOU ARE A TERRIBLE PERSON.
[SCOFFS]
THAT WASN'T MY QUESTION.
LOOK, I'M NOT INTERESTED
IN WHATEVER MEAN THINGS YOU HAVE TO SAY, SO--
WE'RE NEVER MEAN TO YOU.
YOU'RE ALWAYS MEAN...
TO EVERYONE.
WHATEVER. I'M SORRY, OKAY?
THIS IS IMPORTANT.
CREEPY THINGS HAVE BEEN HAPPENING,
AND I THOUGHT YOU MIGHT BE ABLE TO HELP.
YOU KNOW, SINCE YOU'RE ALL GOTHY
AND INTO WEIRD, DARK STUFF.
OH, YOU THINK I'M WEIRD, THANK YOU--
NO, SHE'S JUST UPSET.
HER NEIGHBOR--
THIS OLD, FREAKY WOMAN--
WELL, SHE DIED, AND THIS IS CRAZY,
BUT SHE STARTED SENDING US THESE MESSAGES.
WEIRD, FREAKY TEXT MESSAGES--
WE THINK SHE'S HAUNTING US--
AND I THOUGHT MAYBE YOU'RE A WITCH.
YOU KNOW, SINCE YOU ALWAYS DRESS IN BLACK?
SO, DO YOU KNOW ANY PROTECTION SPELLS
OR ANYTHING EQUALLY NERDY THAT MIGHT HELP US?
OKAY, ONE, I'M NOT A WITCH,
BECAUSE TWO, WITCHES ARE SO PASSE,
AND THREE,
DO YOU REALLY THINK YOU'RE BEING HAUNTED?
'CAUSE FOUR, I MIGHT BE ABLE TO HELP.
PLEASE?
I'LL NEVER MAKE FUN OF YOU TO YOUR FACE AGAIN, I PROMISE.
MY UNCLE CONSTANTINE IS AN EXPERT IN THAT STUFF.
HERE'S HIS ADDRESS.
I'LL TELL HIM TO EXPECT YOU
AFTER SCHOOL.
EXCUSE ME, ARE YOU STEFFANI HOWARD?
UH-HUH.
IT'S FOR YOU.
THEY SAID IT'S AN EMERGENCY.
[MRS. BIAZEVICH]: YOUR HEART WILL BE GROUND
AND THROWN TO THE WOLVES.
PLEASE!
WE HAVE TO HURRY.
YOU LITTLE GIRLS LOST?
UM, NO.
I MEAN, HI.
ARE YOU UNCLE CONSTANTINE?
I'M STEFFANI, THIS IS TAYLOR.
WE'RE FRIENDS WITH YOUR NIECE, ADRIANA.
HMM.
ADRIANA CALL ME ABOUT YOU.
SHE TELL ME YOU NEED PROTECTION.
OLD GYPSY WOMAN
PUT CURSE ON YOU, YES?
[SIGHS] YEAH.
YES...
I CAN SEE A DARK PRESENCE
IN YOUR AURAS.
IT'S VERY BAD.
VERY STRONG.
ADRIANA WAS RIGHT TO SEND YOU TO ME.
UGH! I KNEW THAT OLD HAG HATED ME.
SERVES HER RIGHT SHE'S DEAD.
DEAD?
YOU GIRLS ARE IN GRAVE DANGER.
WELL, CAN YOU HELP US?
YES, LET ME SEE.
[MUTTERING THOUGHTFULLY]
HELLEBORE LEAVES.
[SNIFFING]
UGH! THEY SMELL LIKE FEET.
[SNIFFS]
[COUGHS] YES,
BUT THEY KEEP YOU SAFE.
PUT THEM AROUND YOUR BED AT NIGHT.
VERY IMPORTANT.
DON'T FORGET.
YOU MUST DO THIS
BEFORE YOU GO TO SLEEP.
LIKE WE'RE EVER GONNA SLEEP AGAIN.
WHAT DO WE OWE YOU?
NO CHARGE.
I WOULD DO ANYTHING
TO HELP FRIENDS OF MY NIECE.
DO WHAT CONSTANTINE TELLS YOU, GIRLS.
YOUR LIVES DEPEND ON IT.
OKAY, AND JUST TO BE SAFE...
CAN YOU SLEEP OVER TONIGHT?
WELL, IT'S A SCHOOL NIGHT.
COME ON, MY DAD WON'T BE HOME FROM WORK UNTIL SUPER LATE.
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE?
WELL, I GUESS IT IS THE SAFEST PLACE,
SINCE YOU HAVE THE PROTECTION HERBS.
[SIGHS]
NOW MY WHOLE ROOM SMELLS LIKE FEET.
DO YOU THINK THEY'LL REALLY KEEP MRS. B AWAY
IF SHE COMES FOR US?
THEY BETTER.
ADRIANA'S GONNA PAY
IF HER CREEPY UNCLE GAVE US FAKE STUFF.
YOU NO LEARN YOUR LESSONS YET.
[GASPING]
I MAKE YOU NICE GIRLS.
[SCREAMING]
[CACKLING]
NOW WHAT? SHE'S GONNA KILL US!
WHY DID YOU LEAD US IN HERE, WE'RE TRAPPED!
I WAS FOLLOWING YOU!
[GASPS]
[SCREAMING]
DO SOMETHING, STEFFANI!
OH, THEY'RE GETTING BIGGER!
YOU SAID DO SOMETHING!
NOT THAT!
HERE.
GIMME!
I HAVE A PLAN!
OKAY, UH, YOU GO OPEN THE DOOR ON THREE.
ME?
DO IT!
[SPIDERS SQUELCHING]
OKAY.
ONE, TWO, THREE!
[TAYLOR SHRIEKS]
[BODY THUDS HEAVILY]
FRONT DOOR!
[PANTING IN FEAR]
IT'S LOCKED!
SILLY GIRLS...
THINK YOU CAN GET AWAY?
WE-WE WON'T MAKE ANY MORE CRANK PHONE CALLS.
W-WE'LL BE NICE.
WE'LL NEVER DO ANY MEAN THINGS AGAIN,
WE SWEAR.
DO YOU SWEAR TO BE NICE, STEFFANI?
I SWEAR. PLEASE JUST LET US GO.
YOU NO MORE BUG ME WITH THIS?
I NO MORE BLAH-BLAH, WHATEVER, YES!
I'M SORRY, FINE!
I SWEAR A HUNDRED TIMES.
STEFF, STOP. BE NICE LIKE SHE SAID.
I AM BEING NICE.
[KNOB CREAKS]
SHE'S THE ONE
WHO CAN'T STOP BEING A DISGUSTING, AWFUL, OLD HAG!
[DOOR SLAMS]
[BOLT SNAPS]
I WOULD HAVE LISTENED TO YOUR FRIEND.
SHE HAS GOOD IN HER, NOT YOU.
YOU ARE ROTTEN GIRL
TO THE CORE.
AH...
VIDEO.
JUST STOP IT!
GET AWAY FROM ME!
[CACKLING]
GET AWAY FROM ME!
STOP IT!
[CACKLING]
[GRUMBLES]
[STEFFANI SCREAMS]
WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER?
LET ME OUT!
RESPECT MY SPACE.
GET OUT OF FACE.
[DOOR UNLOCKS]
LET ME OUT.
LET ME OUT!
LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT!
LET ME OUT--
[BEEPS MUTE BUTTON]
MUCH BETTER, YES?
[DIALING]
STOP IT!
LET ME OUT!
STOP!
IT WORKED.
GRANDMA B. DID IT.
LET ME OUT! LET ME OUT!
WITH OUR HELP, YES?
STEFFANI HOWARD WILL NEVER MESS WITH ME...
AGAIN.
LET ME OUT! HEY!
[♪♪♪]