#scream three

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In act three of Scream 3 there’s one specific part that always makes me giggle (through the tears and manic shouts to give Roman mercy this time).

When Sidney is behind the bar and then pops up and stabs Roman in the shoulder (? back?) with that tiny ass knife and he shrieks. oh my god. i know it didn’t even hurt that bad she just scared the shit out of him.

Headcanon that Roman screams like a little girl whenever he gets spooked and EVERYONE dogs on him for it.

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Do you think Roman felt like the Not Deer, looking normal at a distance but as you get closer you start to see the oddities, the extra tail, weird eyes, disfigured limbs, or the Mothman, the bringer of doom and death. Nothing pleasant ever followed his arrival, only death and destruction.

i think he did feel like that, like something people only saw as wrong once they got too close. but i don’t think he wanted to be the omen or the monster. he wanted to be seen as human first, as someone who belonged. the tragedy is that the more he tried to reach out, the more he became the thing he feared he always was.

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hi guys friendly reminder John is very very likely Romans father. The same John that excused Maureen’s rape by saying “it was nothing she didn’t invite herself.” It was at his party with his friends and her. That man is an asshole and was an asshole to Roman. Friendly reminder

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At the beginning of Scream 3 when the detectives are taking Roman to be questioned and keep trying to grab him and he keeps pulling away like a toddler is probably the funniest thing ever.

And before that when he’s holding the statue and is like “Do you really think this wasn’t a message??” gaslighting level 1000 I love him so much

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ughmmmmm

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Dear Mickey Altieri,

Hi. I don’t really know how to start this, sorry. We never wrote letters to each other. Besides that one time you bet me fifty bucks I wouldn’t go into rehab for a week and then I did and we could only communicate through letters. That was fun. I missed you during that week. Do you remember? Did you miss me to?

Also, do you remember that time we were out hunting, and spent the night in the woods, and you gave me a flower? I still have it. It’s dry pressed in a book on my night stand. It’s blue with white in the middle. God you always tried to be sappy and it was always such a funny look on you, like a pair of too small shoes.

Well, I know you probably won’t respond, but I figured I should write. I miss you, Y’know. Everytime they fix her grave I destroy it again. They haven’t caught me yet.

Anyways…I guess I just wanted to say nothing is the same here without you. You were my other half. Now I’m just leaving letters in some box at a gravestone. This will make six this week. It’s only Tuesday too…God. See what you do to me?

With all my love, Roman Bridger.

ps. My next movie is a romance based off us.

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Okay guys I’m gonna yap about Roman Bridgers rot…

It definitely started when he was young. Like ten maybe. All the hate from his father and the feeling that he would never fit in like built up in guilt. Since nobody seemed to treat him the same as everyone else, he comes to the natural conclusion that something is wrong about him that isn’t about anyone else.

As he grew up it became this physical thing. Whenever he felt guilty or apologized to much he blamed it on his rot. On the fact he’d never know how to fit in because nobody would let him.

Then as he got older he became more sure in it. He was Roman Bridger and he was rotten on the inside. Everyone saw it and steered clear of him. He blamed his bad thoughts on the rot, blamed his violent urges. He never acted on them, just bottled them down, fed them to the living, breathing creature that lived in his stomach.

Then when he found Maureen, he was SO sure she was gonna fix him. Clean him. If anyone could get rid of his dirtiness, it would be mom, right?

She shuts him out without even giving him a chance. The rot spreads. Finally all these emotions spill out, and this is the moment he fully becomes ‘rotten’. He stops pushing down his tendencies and starts letting words come out however they want to.

Roman is so certain that he’s unfixable. That everyone else can smell the mold growing on his guts, can hear his irregular heartbeat, can see the rotten tendrils spreading behind his eyes. He accepts he will never truly fit in, that sins he was born he was set up to fail. To slowly disintegrate into himself.

After his first kill he feels good. He knows he shouldn’t feel good. It felt like the rot was fed so it subsided.

But the rot will always get hungry again. So he has to kill again. He has to spread this parasite to other people in hopes it will lessen in himself.

It never does. It presses on his lungs, wraps around his gut, shoves its thorns into his heart.

Roman Bridger will never, ever be clean. And he accepts that now.

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I love how when Billy reveals himself and drops the mask you can physically see it, same with Stu, same with Nancy, same with Roman. But all Mickey does is get a little manic.

I definitely think it’s because all of those killers still have the good person under them, they have their motive and what drove them to killing, but that’s just naturally Mickey. He’s insane, always will be, always has been.