Scream 3 (2000)
Scott Foley: Roman Bridger
Sidney : God why don't stop your whining and get on with it. I've heard all this shit before.
Roman : Stop.
Sidney : Do you know why you kill people Roman? Do you?
Roman : I don't want to hear it.
Sidney : Because you choose to. There is no one else to blame.
Roman : Damnit fucking damnit!
Sidney : Why don't you take some fucking responsibility?
Roman : Fuck you.
Sidney : Fuck you.
Phone Voice : 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.
Sidney : Who the hell are you?
Phone Voice : The other half of you. I searched for a mother too, an actress named "Reena 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 into the cold forever! Her own son.
[takes off mask to reveal he is Roman Bridger]
Roman : Roman Bridger, director, and brother. She slammed the door in my face, Sid. She said I was "Reena's" child and Reena was dead... and then it struck me. What a good idea, so I watched her. I made a little movie, a little family film. 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. And once I supplied the motivation... all the kid needed was a few pointers. Have a partner to sell out incase you got caught, find someone to frame, it was like he was making a movie.
Sidney : You... this is all because of you.
Roman : I'm a director Sid, I direct.
Sidney : Ah.
Roman : I had no idea, that they were gonna make a film of their own. I mean intoducing Sidney the victim, Sidney the survivor, SIDNEY THE STAR!
Roman : Not only did they-did they kill the film, but they killed my cast. You know, nobody's gonna wanna work with me. Variety called me a "pariah." I don't even know what a pariah is. Why-why couldn't somebody have killed the cast from Stab 1, huh? Or Stab 2? Why me? What, John, what did we do wrong?
Milton : Hollywood is full of criminals whose careers are flourishing.
Roman : I'm not a criminal. I was questioned. Yeah, but that's all. I was questioned. That's it.
Milton : It's good for your mystique.
Roman : You think it'll help me get work?