I am running ragged this morning. Morning. Morning. Morning. Morning. Did you hear...
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Sheriff Lee Brackett: [Entering the kitchen as Annie cooks breakfast] I am running ragged this morning.
Annie Brackett: Morning.
Sheriff Lee Brackett: Morning. Morning. Morning. Did you hear Laurie last night?
Annie Brackett: Yes, Dad. I hear her every night. Please, God, don't say anything to her.
Sheriff Lee Brackett: Hey, I won't.
Annie Brackett: Want some egg whites?
Sheriff Lee Brackett: You know, hon, I think I'm gonna get one them... sticky buns on the way in.
Annie Brackett: Oh, that's great. Pastry for breakfast. Seriously, 500 calories of sugar and shit!
Sheriff Lee Brackett: [laughing] I know it. I know it.
Laurie Strode: [Entering the kitchen] Morning.
Annie Brackett: Morning.
Sheriff Lee Brackett: Morning, sunshine.
Annie Brackett: [to Sheriff Lee Bracket] Hey, slow your roll for one second. Please, do not forget to pick up the pizza and... whole wheat crust.
Sheriff Lee Brackett: [as he's leaving] God, Annie. Why don't we just have them take the cheese and put it on cardboard
Annie Brackett: You're running late.
Sheriff Lee Brackett: Cardboard's got a lot of fiber and it's cheap.
Laurie Strode: [as he leaves] No meat.
Annie Brackett: [Sitting down at the breakfast table with Laurie] Rough night?
Laurie Strode: [laughing a little] Did you hear me?
Annie Brackett: Mm-hmm. Just a little.
Laurie Strode: God. Just when I think I can get back to something simple as sleep, it's like, ugh, right back at me.
Annie Brackett: You wanna tell me about it?
Laurie Strode: Nah. I don't remember much. It was a hospital one. Hadn't had one of those in a while. Guess I know what I'll be yacking about in therapy today.
Annie Brackett: One day at a time, babe.
Laurie Strode: One day at a time. One fucking day at a time! You know, if I hear that fucking phrase one more fucking time? I mean, she just fucking sits there in her leather fucking chair and judges me like she's fucking God!
Annie Brackett: It's her job, Laurie! My God, what am I supposed to say?
[Chuckles]
Annie Brackett: Boo-fucking-hoo for you!
Laurie Strode: See? You don't fucking care.
Annie Brackett: [Pissed off] Right. I don't fucking care. I don't understand, Laurie. Oh nice. Thanks for leaving me some coffee, Dad!
Annie Brackett: Morning.
Sheriff Lee Brackett: Morning. Morning. Morning. Did you hear Laurie last night?
Annie Brackett: Yes, Dad. I hear her every night. Please, God, don't say anything to her.
Sheriff Lee Brackett: Hey, I won't.
Annie Brackett: Want some egg whites?
Sheriff Lee Brackett: You know, hon, I think I'm gonna get one them... sticky buns on the way in.
Annie Brackett: Oh, that's great. Pastry for breakfast. Seriously, 500 calories of sugar and shit!
Sheriff Lee Brackett: [laughing] I know it. I know it.
Laurie Strode: [Entering the kitchen] Morning.
Annie Brackett: Morning.
Sheriff Lee Brackett: Morning, sunshine.
Annie Brackett: [to Sheriff Lee Bracket] Hey, slow your roll for one second. Please, do not forget to pick up the pizza and... whole wheat crust.
Sheriff Lee Brackett: [as he's leaving] God, Annie. Why don't we just have them take the cheese and put it on cardboard
Annie Brackett: You're running late.
Sheriff Lee Brackett: Cardboard's got a lot of fiber and it's cheap.
Laurie Strode: [as he leaves] No meat.
Annie Brackett: [Sitting down at the breakfast table with Laurie] Rough night?
Laurie Strode: [laughing a little] Did you hear me?
Annie Brackett: Mm-hmm. Just a little.
Laurie Strode: God. Just when I think I can get back to something simple as sleep, it's like, ugh, right back at me.
Annie Brackett: You wanna tell me about it?
Laurie Strode: Nah. I don't remember much. It was a hospital one. Hadn't had one of those in a while. Guess I know what I'll be yacking about in therapy today.
Annie Brackett: One day at a time, babe.
Laurie Strode: One day at a time. One fucking day at a time! You know, if I hear that fucking phrase one more fucking time? I mean, she just fucking sits there in her leather fucking chair and judges me like she's fucking God!
Annie Brackett: It's her job, Laurie! My God, what am I supposed to say?
[Chuckles]
Annie Brackett: Boo-fucking-hoo for you!
Laurie Strode: See? You don't fucking care.
Annie Brackett: [Pissed off] Right. I don't fucking care. I don't understand, Laurie. Oh nice. Thanks for leaving me some coffee, Dad!
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See You don't fucking care
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Right I don't fucking care I don't understand Laurie
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Oh nice Thanks for leaving me some coffee Dad
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Movie Summary
Laurie Strode struggles to come to terms with her brother Michael's deadly return to Haddonfield, Illinois; meanwhile, Michael prepares for another reunion with his sister.
