Death of A Cheerleader (1994 TV Movie)

Kellie Martin: Angela Delvecchio

Quotes 

• Angela Delvecchio : [letter, Mrs. Delvecchio reads it]  Dear Mom and Dad: I've been trying to tell you this, but I love you so much; and it's so hard I'm taking the easy way out. I just can't be near you when you see this becuase I've already caused so much pain. The reason why I took so long on Friday is because the FBI man, Mr. Gilwood, thinks that I killed Stacy Lockwood, that I did it... and he is right. I can't bring her back. But I'm so sorry. I would kill myself except maybe that would hurt you even more. I've been able to live with it for awhile, but I can't ignore it. It's too much for me, and I can't be that deceiving. I've spoken to a priest but I still can't take it. I need to turn myself in - with you, if you would come today. Please forgive me. I need you. I'm so sorry to have been a disappointment to you in every way. I'm even worse than words can describe, and I hate myself. I need your love. Please, still love me. I can't live unless you love me. I've ruined my life... and yours... and I don't know what to do. I'm so ashamed and scared. I love you. Angela.

• Angela Delvecchio : I got a job in the Attendance Office, and guess who I'll be working with!

  Jill : From the way you sound, it must be someone important. Who is it? Nancy Reagan?

  Angela Delvecchio : Stacy Lockwood!

  Jill : Oh. Miss Queen Bee herself! What? Are you one of her drones? I'm sorry, Angela, I just don't wanna see you get hurt.

• Angela Delvecchio : [looking at herself in ski clothes]  I look like a pear.

• Angela Delvecchio : Why are you so mean?

  Stacy Lockwood : [coldly]  Come on, put a lid on it. Let's go.

  Angela Delvecchio : I don't understand - I just wanna be your friend!

  Stacy Lockwood : [sarcastically]  Sure, and I wanna fly to the moon.

  Angela Delvecchio : I admire you, Stacy. I've always admired you. You're so pretty and funny and confident.

  Stacy Lockwood : You're pathetic!

  Angela Delvecchio : All I want is to be like you.

  Stacy Lockwood : That's it, I'm out of here.

  Angela Delvecchio : Wait! Wait, no!

  Stacy Lockwood : You know what, you are even weirder than I thought!

  [exits the car] 

  Stacy Lockwood : Why don't you give Monica a call. Maybe SHE can be your date.

  Angela Delvecchio : [yells]  No, Stacy, that's not what I meant!

• Stacy Lockwood : [looks at a knife and vegetable next to her]  What's this, hors d'ouvres?

  Angela Delvecchio : Oh, my sister. She sometimes fixes lunch in the car.

  Stacy Lockwood : Mmm, now that's real class, Angie. So, who did you say was gonna be at this party?

  Angela Delvecchio : Oh, the older crowd.

• Terri : So, you want to tell me about it?

  [Angela still feels disappointed for not being able to be a cheerleader] 

  Angela Delvecchio : Nothing, my life is over, that's all.

• Stacy Lockwood : [while reading Monica's diary]  Now I'm getting to the meat of this story.

  Angela Delvecchio : [worried]  Stacy, come on, that stuff is private.

  Stacy Lockwood : [annoyed]  Well, excuse me. What are you anyhow, Monica's guardian angel?

• [Jamie and Angela notice Monica's locker with the word "Killer" in red] 

  Jamie : She had an alibi, you know? There's no way she could've possibly done it. And it didn't matter... they just kept hounding her and hounding her.

  Angela Delvecchio : I know.

  Jamie : All because she was different. And you know what? I did it too. Stacy mocked her, so I mocked her. Stacy said "jump", and I jumped. You know, Angie, I've been thinking about her a lot lately, and I'm ashamed to admit it: I never really liked her. I was just afraid of her. And I've been thinking about her killer too. Maybe it was... I don't know... someone like me.

• Angela Delvecchio : Sometimes, people who do drugs, they're just... They may be dealing with some kind of problem, and maybe if we talk...

  Alicia : [angrily interupting]  You wanna know what the problem is? You're the problem! You and everyone else. Here you are, pretending you care, pretending you wanna help me, when all your really care about is being popular. You and your hotshot friends don't take jobs like this because you're like great humanitarians. It's just another notch in your gun belt.

  [Alicia leaves] 

• [after Monica threatens Stacy about her diary] 

  Angela Delvecchio : Monica, just let it go. She didn't mean anything by it.

  Monica : [angry]  I'd like to kill her.

  Angela Delvecchio : No, Monica, you don't mean it. You're just angry.

  Monica : [to Angela, darkly]  What would a wannabe like you know about it anyway, huh? Go on, go. Get away from me, run back and lick her boots. That's what your dying to do anyway, isn't it?

• [court, tape confession] 

  Angela Delvecchio : [on tape]  I thought she was going to tell everyone at school that I was really weird. I can't explain it. I don't understand it. It was... It was like... If I had been thinking straight, it never would've happened. I guess I was really angry and I really don't know... She was just telling me to go away, and I did it. It was exactly like I was watching it. You know how... how you see a dream, and then you see yourself doing things? And... It was so much like a dream that I thought I would wake up.

  Agent Gilwood : [on tape]  How do you feel about her now?

  Angela Delvecchio : [tearfully]  I just keep... I keep wishing that I could... I could push time backwards. I sort of apologized to her in my mind. Like, I think, she's in heaven now.

  Agent Gilwood : Do you think it was partly her fault?

  Angela Delvecchio : [stops crying]  I remember the mean things about her, but I... I could never think that it was her fault. I don't think there's any reason in the world that justifies killing someone. Mr. Gilwood?

  Agent Gilwood : Yes?

  Angela Delvecchio : Will the press get my name?

  Agent Gilwood : We don't release names in juvenile cases, Angela, but it's possible they could get it on their own.

  Angela Delvecchio : I don't see any reason for living if everyone... I mean, if people knew that... Could I use the restroom? I think I'm going to be sick.

• [after the news on Stacy's death and describing her killer] 

  Angela Delvecchio : [in disbelief]  I'm a teenage girl with shoulder-length hair and we have a Nova.

  Jill : [chuckles]  Don't be ridiculous, Angie, nobody's gonna suspect you. You're, like, the nicest girl in Santa Mira.

• Angela Delvecchio : [approaches Stacy, voice breaking in anguish]  I would've driven you home.

  Stacy Lockwood : You are so weird! Just go away! GO AWAY!

  [Angela attacks Stacy and stabs her leaving her for dead]