MichaelOrme/Profane · Datasets at Hugging Face

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I'm hanging up right now.	It's Sarah.
It's Sarah.	Roman that's not the line.
Roman that's not the line.	It is in my script.
It is in my script.	Has there been another goddamn rewrite? How the fuck are we supposed to learn our lines when there's a new script every 15 minutes?
Has there been another goddamn rewrite? How the fuck are we supposed to learn our lines when there's a new script every 15 minutes?	It's not just a new script, it's a new movie.
It's not just a new script, it's a new movie.	What? What movie?
What? What movie?	My movie.
Do you think it's over Sidney? Do you?	W-what do you want?
W-what do you want?	I want to finish what I started. I want to finish the game.
I want to finish what I started. I want to finish the game.	You sick fuck I'm tracing this call as we speak! The police are gonna nail your ass!
You sick fuck I'm tracing this call as we speak! The police are gonna nail your ass!	Let them try. You'll never find me. I've already gotten away with murder before. For instance, Maureen Prescott.
Let them try. You'll never find me. I've already gotten away with murder before. For instance, Maureen Prescott.	No. You didn't kill my mother. Billy Loomis and Stu Macher did.
No. You didn't kill my mother. Billy Loomis and Stu Macher did.	Heh. So you think Sidney. So you think. It's all been building up to this Sid. Every STAB. Every SCREAM. Every ounce of blood that's been spilled has all been leading up to this moment. WELCOME TOTHE FINAL ACT.
Heh. So you think Sidney. So you think. It's all been building up to this Sid. Every STAB. Every SCREAM. Every ounce of blood that's been spilled has all been leading up to this moment. WELCOME TOTHE FINAL ACT.	The final act? Well let's play asshole!
The final act? Well let's play asshole!	No. We play in my court this time. Come to Hollywood. STAB 3's going to cutting corners cast-wise. And I've got my eyes set on a technical advisor named Dewey Rielly.
Hello?	Yes, hi I'm Laura, I'm a trained counselor. How can I help you.
Yes, hi I'm Laura, I'm a trained counselor. How can I help you.	Laura I think I just killed somebody.
Laura I think I just killed somebody.	Are you sure?
Are you sure?	Uh-huh I'm sure. I've killed someone! OH MY GOD I'VE ACTUALLY KILLED SOMEONE!
Uh-huh I'm sure. I've killed someone! OH MY GOD I'VE ACTUALLY KILLED SOMEONE!	Well then the people you need to call are the police.
Well then the people you need to call are the police.	No I need to call you. Just you.
No I need to call you. Just you.	I'm sorry, your voice.
I'm sorry, your voice.	Don't you want to know how you can help, Sidney? Are you listening to me, huh?
Don't you want to know how you can help, Sidney? Are you listening to me, huh?	Who the fuck is this?
Who the fuck is this?	It's mother, Sidney, now be a good girl and turn on the news. DO IT!
How'd you do?	Piece of cake. She'll be there.
Piece of cake. She'll be there.	Thanks, butt wart. You did good.
Thanks, butt wart. You did good.	So you gonna try and make up with Sid?
So you gonna try and make up with Sid?	Duh... that's quick.
Duh... that's quick.	I was just asking. Why are you always at me?
I was just asking. Why are you always at me?	Because I'm trying to build your self-esteem. You're far too sensitive.
Because I'm trying to build your self-esteem. You're far too sensitive.	Oh...
I don't know Billy but I'm hurtin'.	Where the fuck did she go?
No... I don't... it's just... Oh God, Billy, someone was there, someone tried to kill me.	The police say I scared him off. It wasn't me, Sid.
The police say I scared him off. It wasn't me, Sid.	I know. He called again last night at Tatum's house.
I know. He called again last night at Tatum's house.	See, it couldn't have been me. I was in jail, remember?
See, it couldn't have been me. I was in jail, remember?	I'm so sorry... please understand.
I'm so sorry... please understand.	Understand what? That I got a girlfriend who would rather accuse me of being a psychopathic killer than touch me.
Understand what? That I got a girlfriend who would rather accuse me of being a psychopathic killer than touch me.	You know that's not true.
You know that's not true.	Then what is it? Is there somebody else?
Then what is it? Is there somebody else?	No...
No...	Is it the sex thing? Am I being too pushy?
Is it the sex thing? Am I being too pushy?	No, it's me, Billy. I need time. I'm still adjusting to my mom.
No, it's me, Billy. I need time. I'm still adjusting to my mom.	It's been a year since she died.
It's been a year since she died.	Tomorrow. One year tomorrow.
Tomorrow. One year tomorrow.	When are you gonna let that go, Sid? When my mom left my dad -- I just accepted it. This is the way it is. She's not coming back.
When are you gonna let that go, Sid? When my mom left my dad -- I just accepted it. This is the way it is. She's not coming back.	Your parents split up. It's not the same thing. Your mom left town, she's not in a coffin somewhere.
Your parents split up. It's not the same thing. Your mom left town, she's not in a coffin somewhere.	You have to move on, Sid.
So...	So... I'm sorry. I've been a selfish shit and I'm sorry.
So... I'm sorry. I've been a selfish shit and I'm sorry.	No, Billy. I'm the one who's been selfish and self-absorbed with all of my post traumatic stress.
No, Billy. I'm the one who's been selfish and self-absorbed with all of my post traumatic stress.	You lost your mom...
You lost your mom...	But you're right -- enough is enough. I can't wallow in the grief process forever and I can't keep lying to myself about who my mom was.
Jesus... fuck, that hurt.	Stop it!
Stop it!	Got the ending figured out yet? Time's running out.
I'm gonna rip you up bitch. Just like your slut whore mother.	Gotta find me first, you pansy-assed Mama's boy.
I lied. I do have a boyfriend and he'll be here any second and your ass better be gone.	Sure...
Sure...	I swear it. And he's big and plays football and will beat the shit out of you.
I swear it. And he's big and plays football and will beat the shit out of you.	I'm getting scared.
I'm getting scared.	I'm telling you the truth. I lied before...
I'm telling you the truth. I lied before...	I believe you...
I believe you...	So you better leave.
So you better leave.	His name wouldn't be Steve, would it?
So is Dewey your real name?	Dwight. Dewey was something I got stuck with a long time ago.
Dwight. Dewey was something I got stuck with a long time ago.	I like it. It's... sexy.
I like it. It's... sexy.	Nah... it's just this town's way of not taking me serious.
Nah... it's just this town's way of not taking me serious.	What about Gale Weathers? I sound like a meteorologist...
Shit. It's Neil Prescott's car.	Sidney's father?
Sidney's father?	We gotta get back. Jesus. He's here. What the fuck is he doing here?
That ghost mask is sold at both Kroger's and WalMart. Neither of which keep purchase records.	What about the cellular phone bill?
What about the cellular phone bill?	They're pulling Loomis' account. But it'll be morning before we see something. You think he did it?
They're pulling Loomis' account. But it'll be morning before we see something. You think he did it?	Twenty years ago I woulda said not a chance. But these kids today... damn if I know.
Dewey! Where the hell you been, boy?	Keeping my eye on Sidney.
Keeping my eye on Sidney.	Listen up, Dewey, because it's bad. Real bad. Aircomp just faxed us. The calls were listed to Neil Prescott -- Sidney's father. He made the calls with his cellular phone. It's confirmed.
Listen up, Dewey, because it's bad. Real bad. Aircomp just faxed us. The calls were listed to Neil Prescott -- Sidney's father. He made the calls with his cellular phone. It's confirmed.	Couldn't his cellular number have been cloned?
Couldn't his cellular number have been cloned?	There's more. Guess what tomorrow is? The anniversary of his wife's death. It all fits. He's our man.
There's more. Guess what tomorrow is? The anniversary of his wife's death. It all fits. He's our man.	Have you contacted the bureau?
Have you contacted the bureau?	They believe he's out of state by now. We'll keep roadblocks and curfew in effect through the night. If he's not picked up by morning -- we'll do a house to house.
They believe he's out of state by now. We'll keep roadblocks and curfew in effect through the night. If he's not picked up by morning -- we'll do a house to house.	You think he could still be in town?
You think he could still be in town?	He'd have to be crazy. Where's Sidney?
He'd have to be crazy. Where's Sidney?	She's with my sister. Should I bring her in?
She's with my sister. Should I bring her in?	Hold off for now. Just stay close to her.
Hold off for now. Just stay close to her.	She'll be with her friends over at Stu Maker's tonight.
She'll be with her friends over at Stu Maker's tonight.	Watch her. Don't let on -- just keep your eyes out.
Watch her. Don't let on -- just keep your eyes out.	Yes, sir.
The control board's glitched. You know we can't carry a live picture.	What's the delay?
What's the delay?	About thirty seconds.
About thirty seconds.	As long as it records I don't give a shit. We're not doing a remote.
Please. You owe me.	I owe you shit.
You owe my mother.	Your mother's murder was last year's hottest court case. Somebody was gonna write a book about it.
Your mother's murder was last year's hottest court case. Somebody was gonna write a book about it.	And it had to be you with all your lies and bullshit theories.
And it had to be you with all your lies and bullshit theories.	What is your problem? You got what you wanted. Cotton Weary is in jail. They're gonna gas him. A book is not gonna change that.
What is your problem? You got what you wanted. Cotton Weary is in jail. They're gonna gas him. A book is not gonna change that.	Do you still think he's innocent?
He was convicted in a court of law. Your testimony put him away. It doesn't matter what I think.	During the trial, you did all those stories about me. You called me a liar.
During the trial, you did all those stories about me. You called me a liar.	I think you falsely identified him. Yes.
I think you falsely identified him. Yes.	Have you talked to Cotton?
Have you talked to Cotton?	Many times.
Many times.	Has his story changed?
Has his story changed?	Not one word. He admits to having sex with your mother but that's all.
Not one word. He admits to having sex with your mother but that's all.	He's lying. She wouldn't have touched him. He raped her, then butchered her. Her blood was all over his coat.
He's lying. She wouldn't have touched him. He raped her, then butchered her. Her blood was all over his coat.	He was drunk that night. He left his coat at your house, after your mother seduced him...

I'm hanging up right now.

It's Sarah.

Roman that's not the line.

It is in my script.

Has there been another goddamn rewrite? How the fuck are we supposed to learn our lines when there's a new script every 15 minutes?

It's not just a new script, it's a new movie.

What? What movie?

My movie.

Do you think it's over Sidney? Do you?

W-what do you want?

I want to finish what I started. I want to finish the game.

You sick fuck I'm tracing this call as we speak! The police are gonna nail your ass!

Let them try. You'll never find me. I've already gotten away with murder before. For instance, Maureen Prescott.

No. You didn't kill my mother. Billy Loomis and Stu Macher did.

Heh. So you think Sidney. So you think. It's all been building up to this Sid. Every STAB. Every SCREAM. Every ounce of blood that's been spilled has all been leading up to this moment. WELCOME TOTHE FINAL ACT.

The final act? Well let's play asshole!

No. We play in my court this time. Come to Hollywood. STAB 3's going to cutting corners cast-wise. And I've got my eyes set on a technical advisor named Dewey Rielly.

Hello?

Yes, hi I'm Laura, I'm a trained counselor. How can I help you.

Laura I think I just killed somebody.

Are you sure?

Uh-huh I'm sure. I've killed someone! OH MY GOD I'VE ACTUALLY KILLED SOMEONE!

Well then the people you need to call are the police.

No I need to call you. Just you.

I'm sorry, your voice.

Don't you want to know how you can help, Sidney? Are you listening to me, huh?

Who the fuck is this?

It's mother, Sidney, now be a good girl and turn on the news. DO IT!

How'd you do?

Piece of cake. She'll be there.

Thanks, butt wart. You did good.

So you gonna try and make up with Sid?

Duh... that's quick.

I was just asking. Why are you always at me?

Because I'm trying to build your self-esteem. You're far too sensitive.

Oh...

I don't know Billy but I'm hurtin'.

Where the fuck did she go?

No... I don't... it's just... Oh God, Billy, someone was there, someone tried to kill me.

The police say I scared him off. It wasn't me, Sid.

I know. He called again last night at Tatum's house.

See, it couldn't have been me. I was in jail, remember?

I'm so sorry... please understand.

Understand what? That I got a girlfriend who would rather accuse me of being a psychopathic killer than touch me.

You know that's not true.

Then what is it? Is there somebody else?

No...

Is it the sex thing? Am I being too pushy?

No, it's me, Billy. I need time. I'm still adjusting to my mom.

It's been a year since she died.

Tomorrow. One year tomorrow.

When are you gonna let that go, Sid? When my mom left my dad -- I just accepted it. This is the way it is. She's not coming back.

Your parents split up. It's not the same thing. Your mom left town, she's not in a coffin somewhere.

You have to move on, Sid.

So...

So... I'm sorry. I've been a selfish shit and I'm sorry.

No, Billy. I'm the one who's been selfish and self-absorbed with all of my post traumatic stress.

You lost your mom...

But you're right -- enough is enough. I can't wallow in the grief process forever and I can't keep lying to myself about who my mom was.

Jesus... fuck, that hurt.

Stop it!

Got the ending figured out yet? Time's running out.

I'm gonna rip you up bitch. Just like your slut whore mother.

Gotta find me first, you pansy-assed Mama's boy.

I lied. I do have a boyfriend and he'll be here any second and your ass better be gone.

Sure...

I swear it. And he's big and plays football and will beat the shit out of you.

I'm getting scared.

I'm telling you the truth. I lied before...

I believe you...

So you better leave.

His name wouldn't be Steve, would it?

So is Dewey your real name?

Dwight. Dewey was something I got stuck with a long time ago.

I like it. It's... sexy.

Nah... it's just this town's way of not taking me serious.

What about Gale Weathers? I sound like a meteorologist...

Shit. It's Neil Prescott's car.

Sidney's father?

We gotta get back. Jesus. He's here. What the fuck is he doing here?

That ghost mask is sold at both Kroger's and WalMart. Neither of which keep purchase records.

What about the cellular phone bill?

They're pulling Loomis' account. But it'll be morning before we see something. You think he did it?

Twenty years ago I woulda said not a chance. But these kids today... damn if I know.

Dewey! Where the hell you been, boy?

Keeping my eye on Sidney.

Listen up, Dewey, because it's bad. Real bad. Aircomp just faxed us. The calls were listed to Neil Prescott -- Sidney's father. He made the calls with his cellular phone. It's confirmed.

Couldn't his cellular number have been cloned?

There's more. Guess what tomorrow is? The anniversary of his wife's death. It all fits. He's our man.

Have you contacted the bureau?

They believe he's out of state by now. We'll keep roadblocks and curfew in effect through the night. If he's not picked up by morning -- we'll do a house to house.

You think he could still be in town?

He'd have to be crazy. Where's Sidney?

She's with my sister. Should I bring her in?

Hold off for now. Just stay close to her.

She'll be with her friends over at Stu Maker's tonight.

Watch her. Don't let on -- just keep your eyes out.

Yes, sir.

The control board's glitched. You know we can't carry a live picture.

What's the delay?

About thirty seconds.

As long as it records I don't give a shit. We're not doing a remote.

Please. You owe me.

I owe you shit.

You owe my mother.

Your mother's murder was last year's hottest court case. Somebody was gonna write a book about it.

And it had to be you with all your lies and bullshit theories.

What is your problem? You got what you wanted. Cotton Weary is in jail. They're gonna gas him. A book is not gonna change that.

Do you still think he's innocent?

He was convicted in a court of law. Your testimony put him away. It doesn't matter what I think.

During the trial, you did all those stories about me. You called me a liar.

I think you falsely identified him. Yes.

Have you talked to Cotton?

Many times.

Has his story changed?

Not one word. He admits to having sex with your mother but that's all.

He's lying. She wouldn't have touched him. He raped her, then butchered her. Her blood was all over his coat.

He was drunk that night. He left his coat at your house, after your mother seduced him...