Happy Death Day
Shut up!
Oh, hey, you're up.
I wasn't sure if you wanted to
sleep in or not, so.
Am I in a dorm room?
Uh... yeah.
Yeah, it's my birthday
And now you gotta
pick up the phone
Ugh.
Where are my clothes?
On the dresser.
I folded your pants
last night.
And I wasn't sure
if that material
gets wrinkled.
Great.
Uh...
Don't know if you
remember my name or not.
Uh, pretty wasted last night
- Got Tylenol?
- What?
Ugh. My head is killing me.
Do you have any Tylenol?
Yes...
I do.
Uh, sorry.
Thanks.
I'm Carter.
By the way.
Not a word of this to anyone.
Got it?
Yeah.
Sure.
Dude, you hit that fine
vagine or what?
Nice one, d*ckhead.
Hey.
Stop global warming?
- Oh!
- Oh!
Come on.
63 bottles of beer
on the wall.
26 hours,
that's all you got?
I can't hear you!
62 bottles of beer
Take one down,
pass it around
Keep going!
Hey.
Hi.
You haven't
returned any of my texts.
Yeah. Sorry, I've been busy.
Yeah. I can see that.
Okay, Tim, we went on
a date.
One.
I don't have to text you back.
We're not like a thing.
Okay. I just...
You know, I figured
we had a nice time.
You had a nice time.
I was miserable.
I mean, who takes
their first date to Subway?
It's not like you
have a footlong.
Does this look
infected to you?
Someone drank my booze.
It's open!
Oh, my God.
You sneaky little biotch.
Who was it?
Nobody.
Sisters don't keep secrets.
Seriously, it was nobody.
Well, I hope nobody
used a condom.
We don't want somebody
looking like a whore.
Thanks, Danielle.
Super helpful.
What are sisters for?
Oh, and don't forget.
House meeting at lunch.
Living for it.
She finally rolls in.
Did I totally embarrass
myself last night?
Not at all.
Unless you consider
dancing on a table,
starting two fights,
and barfing pretzel chunks
all over the bar embarrassing.
Please, tell me you're kidding.
Oh, and you also rammed
your tongue down Nick Sims' throat
right in front of Danielle.
Oh, God, but she was so
nice to me this morning.
Yeah, I think she was
as drunk as you last night.
So, consider it collective amnesia.
Thank God for that.
Oh, crap.
I'm so late for class.
Can't find my damn book!
Ha!
Hm hm.
Did you really think you could
keep it a secret from me?
How did you find out?
Driver's license.
Not the best picture,
I might add.
I assume you
changed my ringer too.
Who me?
Never.
What'd you wish for?
A new roommate.
Wench.
I made that from scratch!
Sorry, too many carbs.
Toodles.
Locomotive response
in the subject shows
an acceleration
across quantum plane.
This creates greater
orbital overlap
between the partially
positive beta carbon
and the partially negative
hydrogen alkali group.
Thanks.
Get your school spirit on
before the big game.
10% off with your student ID.
Okay?
And we still need to pick
this year's charity.
I can say right now,
There's no way
we're doing
the special needs
art fair again.
Totally freaked my sh*t out.
Thoughts?
What's wrong?
Oh, I don't know...
What's wrong, Tree?
Nothing.
Except for that cat lady buffet
you just dumped at our table.
And is that chocolate milk I see?
I missed breakfast.
What is breakfast, Becky?
- A**hole!
- I'm sorry.
I'm sorry, Tree.
Wait, you two
know each other?
- Yeah.
- No!
We had uh,
a class together last year.
Look, I was
bringing you this back.
Sorry, I didn't know where you live.
You know, I...
Yeah. I'm sorry again about the-
the mess.
What a douchebag.
Dr. Morris to
outpatient services.
Dr. Morris to
outpatient services.
Yeah, it's my birthday
And now you gotta
pick up the phone
Yeah, it's my birth-
Lori.
Hi.
Hi.
Um...
So, I thought
you only worked nights.
Doing a double for Jan.
She has the flu.
That's nice of you.
So, I guess I don't need to ask
what you're doing here.
Gotta go.
Look, Tree...
It's none of my business, but...
I think something
like this is
bound to have some
pretty serious consequences.
You're right. It
is none of your business.
Dr. Cerdin, Dr. Marco in 2476
Dr. Cerdin, Dr. Marco in 2476
I can't do this today.
There's too much
going on in the building.
I have patients.
And I'm losing mine.
Gregory?
Hi, sweetie.
What's with the door?
Uh, stupid thing got jammed.
Oh, just wrapping up here.
Have you met
my student, Teresa?
No, I haven't.
Hi, it's nice to meet you.
Thank you so much
for helping me out.
This is a nice surprise.
Nathan's been acting really
strange since our big fight.
And this morning, he drove to
Atlanta for a last-minute
business meeting
about opening a new gym.
Enter.
It's weird because I've never heard
anything about it before.
But I'm trying not to
let that bring me down.
- Is that my top?
- How cute is it on me?
Whatever. Just don't get
anything on it, please.
You mean like Nick's
nutter butter?
Wow. Classy, Danielle.
What time are you
going to the party tonight?
I dunno, later.
Ugh.
Our tuition dollars at work.
Anyhoo...
Don't be too late, or all the cute
Sigma boys will be taken.
- 'kay. Byeee.
- Byeee.
Who took my hair dryer?
Crazy b*tch.
Teresa, it's Dad.
I sat in that restaurant waiting
for you for over an hour.
I can't believe you would
do this to me.
Today, of all days!
Bayfield, baby!
Can't miss tonight!
Okay, you guys are hilarious!
You can come out now!
Losers.
Yo, I think your friends
went the other way.
Can I help you?
Look, weirdo, I'm not scared.
Why don't you go
try this with
one of the heffers
at Delta Gamma?
They're into cosplay.
Okay, I'm calling the cops!
Shut up!
Oh, hey, you're up.
I wasn't sure if you wanted
to sleep in or not, so.
Oh... right.
I folded your pants
for you last night
I wasn't sure if the
material gets wrinkled.
Uh...
I don't know if you
remember my name or not
You were
pretty wasted last night.
But uh...
- I'm...
- Carter.
You remembered.
Ugh. Tylenol?
What?
Uh, my head is killing me.
Do you have any Tylenol?
Oh, uh, yes.
Um...
It's over there.
Right.
It's underneath your clothes...
- on the...
- Right, right.
Thanks.
And...
It's like you've
been here before.
Are you okay?
Tree?
Are you okay?
Dude, did you hit that
fine vagine or what?
Oh.
I'm...
I'm sorry.
Nice one, d*ckhead.
Hey. Stop global warming? I...
Sorry, no, thanks.
- Oh.
- Oh.
Come on.
64 bottles of beer
on the wall
64 bottles of beer
Take one down,
pass it around
63 bottles of beer
on the wall
26 hours,
that's all you've got?
Keep going!
Faster!
62 bottles of beer
on the wall
62 bottles of beer
Keep going!
I can't hear you!
Hey.
You haven't returned
any of my texts.
Tim, what day is it?
Uh, Monday, the 18th.
You're sure?
I'm pretty sure.
I um...
I gotta go.
Call me?
Oh, my God.
You sneaky little biotch.
Who was it?
Sisters don't keep secrets.
I'm totally having
dj vu right now.
Oh, I have it all the time.
It's supposed to mean like
someone's thinking about you
while they're masturbating.
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