Scream 2 Page #13

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She eyes the Ghost through the rearview window. The white masks turns as hidden eyes bore

through her. The Ghost hits the gas, picking up speed.

Sidney looks to the book bag on the seat beside her. She rips it open, rustling through it

frantically. She pulls books, pencils, paper... Sid grabs a long, yellow No.2 pencil. She

grips it hard, looking to the metal grate just behind the driver's seat. The Ghost's neck

is right up against it.

Sid takes the pencil and positions it right behind the Ghost's head, ready to attack.

Without pause, Sid RAMS the pencil through the grate, into the Ghost's neck. It lodges

there as the Ghost falls forward in pain, losing control of the wheel for a moment.

The car jumps the curb and SLAMS against a building. The Ghost yanks the wheel, over

correcting. He tries to bring it back to the road but doesn't see the lamp post that stands

directly in the car's path.

The Squad car makes direct contact with the lamp post, SLAMMING into it, bringing the car

to a CRASHING HALT, lodging it agaisnt the building's stone exterior. Smoke rises from a

bashed engine as it emits a fatal rumbling.

INSIDE THE CAR:

All is still. In the backseat, Sidney rises from the floorboards. She looks up to see the

Ghost Masked figure slumped over the steering wheel. Out.

Sid quickly pulls herself together, looking about, sizing up her options. She tugs on the

door handle. It won't budge. She looks to the passenger's side of the car. It's flush

against the building.

Then she notices the metal grate. The edge has been pried apart in the crash. Sidney reaches

for it, pulling on it, bending it backwards...

CREAK!

Sid tries to stifle the noise it makes, all the while eyeing the Ghost who remains

unconscious. She creates an opening large enough for her to crawl through. She lifts

herself up and pulls herself through to the...

FRONT SEAT:

Sid falls down into the seat, her eyes never leaving the Ghost. She lay crumpled up against

the smashed passenger's door, the only sound is her own TERRIFIED BREATHING. She watches the

Ghost Masked Figure. His body doesn't move. She contemplates her next move.

The only way out is through the driver's door.

After what seems an eternity, she slowly reaches over with her foot and nudges the Ghost.

No movement. Nothing. She slides across the seat towards the Ghost, moving to his side.

She reaches with her hand and pushes on the Ghost's shoulder. His body moves, slumping back

against the back of the seat. It clears space for her to pass through.

She sits up on her feet, facing the Ghost. With her leg, she reaches over him, straddling him.

She leans against the steering wheel, her arm quickly reaching for the door knob.

HONK!

Her back brushes against the horn. Sid TENSES, her face a little more than a foot from the

Ghost Mask. He doesn't move. He's completely out cold. Sid pushes the car door open and starts

to slide completely over the Ghost when she stops.

She looks to the Ghost. CLOSE ON HER FACE as she fights with a decision. Then, with a fierce

determination, Sid reaches for the Ghost Mask. She finds the edge and begins to peels the Mask

away when...

THE GHOST COMES TO LIFE

lunging forward. Sidney SCREAMS, leaping, falling out the car door.

OUTSIDE THE CAR:

BAM!

Sid hits the pavement hard. She lifts herself up when her entire

body is YANKED VIOLENTLY BACKWARDS.

The Ghost has hold of her foot, pulling her back into the car. Sidney KICKS and WRITHES

breaking free. She hops to her feet as the Ghost emerges from the car. Sidney SLAMS the car

door shut. It catches the Ghost, knocking him backwards. Sid tears off, down the street,

running, burning up the pavement.

CUT TO:

EXT. FILM SCHOOL - MINUTES LATER

The film school sits in the still darkness.

INT. HALLWAY - SAME

Dewey and Gale move down a dark and shadowed hallway. THUMP! They stop cold.

GALE:

Ssshh! What was that?

DEWEY:

Let's find out.

Dewey keeps moving.

GALE:

This is all too familiar.

DEWEY:

Over here.

Dewey has lead her to a door marked LECTURE HALL.

INT. LECTURE HALL - SAME

The same room seen earlier. A large, rounded room with three levels of seats that shoot

straight up to the ceiling. A podium stands center. Video monitors hang from the ceiling in

different places around the room.

Dewey and Gale enter. If not for the red EXIT SIGNS that hang over the exit doors, the room

would be completely dark. They move down the first level of chairs to the lecturn.

GALE:

Maybe they never got here. He could have taken her anywhere.

DEWEY:

C'mon. Let's go.

CLICK! STATIC! A noise from above takes their attention. They looks up as a video monitor

comes to life. Images appear.

CLOSE ON MONITOR

Home-made video footage fills the screen. A movie theatre, people standing in line.

The home camera ZOOMS in to a YOUNG COUPLE. Maureen and Phil come into view.

ON DEWEY AND GALE

Gale watches the screen as Dewey looks around the room, searching for it's source.

CLICK! Another monitor comes to life. More home shot video footage. This time of a big house.

A closer look reveals it to be the Chi Omega Sorority House. A young girl stands on the front

porch talking on a portable phone. It's Cici.

ON GALE AND DEWEY

GALE:

Jesus Christ!

DEWEY:

He filmed his victims.

CLICK! ANOTHER MONITOR TURNS ON

It's Randy standing outside the newsvan with the cellular phone to his ear.

CLICK! Another monitor turns on. It's of a man and woman back to the camera. The couple

move in frame. It becomes apparent quick. It's Gale and Dewey. As they stand in the

room--live. They're being taped.

CLOSE ON DEWEY AND GALE

GALE:

Sh*t!

Dewey spins around. He reaches for the gun he no longer carries.

DEWEY:

Dammit!

He looks around the room, up to the two levels above them. He spots a small light on the

second level. He squints his eyes and sees a FIGURE standing behind it.

GALE:

Let's go.

DEWEY:

No, wait here.

Dewey hands her his flashlight and takes off for the stair rise that leads to the upper level.

GALE:

No, Dewey, let's call for backup.

But Dewey is gone, leaving Gale alone. She turns to the monitor to see her face in

fear-stricken CLOSE UP.

ON THE UPPER LEVEL

Dewey moves fast, limping his way to the level's edge. He approaches the railing and makes

his way around to the shining light.

He reaches it, finding nothing but a camera and tripod. It sits alone against the railing.

Dewey surveys the second level. Empty seats everywhere. Completely bare.

Dewey looks down to the main floor...to Gale who looks up to him.

GALE:

Dewey?

DEWEY:

There's nothing. I'm coming down.

Dewey turns to leave, his eye catching a monitor that hangs level with the railing. On the

monitor, Gale is in frame, looking up at Dewey, her face fear stained. She takes a step

forward, moving out of frame, revealing

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