I took my nephew to King Kong in 2005. There were a group of 5-6 teenagers sitting at the middle top of the theater who talked and laughed throughout the movie

I took my nephew to King Kong in 2005. There were a group of 5-6 teenagers sitting at the middle top of the theater who talked and laughed throughout the movie. In the final scenes where he had her at the top of the building, they started fake crying and I just lost my shit: I ran up to the top of the theater, falling twice on the stairs, got in the row in front of them and told them quietly but forcefully to just shut the hell up. I guess they could tell I was out of control and one of the girls starting yelling and goading me to hit her! Somebody in the audience told her to "shut the fuck up". I turned around in the seat and had to calm down before I strangled her. After the movie people were complaining and I told them to ask for a refund, because I did and got one. They thanked me for finally saying something to those idiots. I don't think I went to the movie for 10 years after that horrible experience.