Scream 2 Page #2

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MAUREEN:

This is so tired.

She turns her attention to Phil.

MAUREEN:

Hey, you...pasty face...

Phil ignores her. She reaches over in the darkness putting her hand on his knee. She inches it

up. The Ghost-masked Phil just stares ahead.

MAUREEN:

Whatsa the matter? Can't I get your ghost?

ON SCREEN:

The young girl is running through the yard. The Ghost Killer is right behind her, chasing

her...she SCREAMS....

IN THE THEATER:

Maureen pretends to watch the movie while her hand continues to move between Phil's legs. She

stares ahead, WINCING at what's about to happen to the girl on screen.

She doesn't notice as Phil pulls a long sharp hunting knife from inside his coat jacket.

Maureen's hand moves up Phil's jacket...something stops her. She feels something on her

fingers...something wet. She pulls her hand back, the reflected movie illuminating bloody

fingers.

Maureen stares at her hand...

ON SCREEN:

The Ghost advances on the young girl, grabbing her, pulling her to him, raising high a long,

hunting knife. The young girl is helpless...

IN THE THEATER:

Maureen looks at Phil, confused...as if seeing for the first time...IT'S NOT PHIL. She pulls

away when, the Ghost-masked Figure grabs her with one hand, the other one clutching the

hunting knife.

Maureen sees it, her mouth billowing forth a LOUD SCREAM

That is matched by the entire audience as they SCREAM at the screen.

ON SCREAM:

The young girl is stabbed in the heart.

IN THE THEATER:

Maureen is helpless. The knife comes fast and furious, striking her in the stomach.

She falls forward, into the aisle as...

ON SCREEN:

The young girl, clutching her bloody chest...drags herself, crawling across wet grass...the

killer behind her...raising his knife again.

IN THE THEATER:

Popcorn flies as Maureen falls forward, into the aisle, clutching her bloody stomach.

She's speechless, unable to SCREAM. She holds her bloody hand out for all to see, begging for

help. She stumbles down the aisle. Someone YELLS "Sit down." Maureen turns to several

PEOPLE who begin to react. She turns behind her to see the Ghost Face coming at her

again...knife raised.

ON SCREEN:

The young girl is slashed again.

IN THE THEATER:

The knife slices into Maureen again...then again. The theatre audience is starting to take

note as the Ghost keeps slashing at her repeatedly with the knife. A horrifying,

sickening sight.

Maureen stumbles forward, her bloody body moving down to the front of the theater. Suddenly,

the entire audience begins...

APPLAUD AND CHEER

Maureen, swaying from side to side,

turns to the crowd and emits a HORRENDOUS BLOOD CURDLING SCREAM as...

ON SCREEN:

The young girl lets out an enormous EAR SCREECHING SCREAM that mirrors Maureen's as the killer

attacks one last time, stabbing her, silencing her forever.

IN THE THEATER:

The Ghost slashes out one last time, direct and fierce. Maureen falls back against the movie

screen...very much dead. Her arms flail across the screen...smearing blood over the wide screen

image of the GHOST MASK.

SMASH CUT TO BLACK.

SMASH CUT TO BLACK.

TITLE CARD "SCREAM 2"

FADE IN:

INT. DORM ROOM - MORNING

A typical college dorm room. Industrial strength furniture. There's two of everything.

A RINGING phone stirs a YOUNG GIRL in bed, asleep under a mound of blankets and pillows.

The girl starts to rise as the phone is answered. A VOICE is heard. Brass and sassy.

VOICE:

(o.c.) Hello...uh-huh... Who is this? Well, we identify ourselves around here. No, you can't.

Uh-huh...yeah, right...

The girl rolls out of bed, her hair falls away to reveal her face--It's SIDNEY PRESCOTT.

Two years older has brought a maturity to this beautiful young woman. Her face posses a

survivor's edge. Stronger and more determined, she appears to have weathered the storm.

SIDNEY:

I got it.

She stands and moves to...

HALLIE:

her roommate and friend. An attractive young black woman. Twenty at most. Brazen. Fun.

Full of life. She hands the phone to Sidney.

HALLIE:

Knock yourself out.

SIDNEY:

Hello?

(silence)

Hello?

VOICE:

Hello Sidney.

A VOICE spits out of the phone. Deep and haunting. Sidney doesn't flinch.

SIDNEY:

Yes?

VOICE:

What's your favorite scary movie?

SIDNEY:

Who is this?

VOICE:

You tell me.

Sidney grabs a small device hooked to the phone. She takes a look at its display.

SIDNEY:

Cory Gillis. 442-8730.

Silence.

SIDNEY (cont'd)

Hot flash, Cory--prank phone calls are a criminal offense prosecuted under penal code 653M...

CLICK! The phone goes dead.

SIDNEY (CONT'D)

Enjoy the movie.

She hangs the phone up, turning to Hallie.

HALLIE:

Time to change numbers again?

SIDNEY:

Nah...I think it'll die off. It's opening weekend. Let's see how it goes.

Sidney grabs her robe and shower bucket as Hallie channel surfs. Various morning news programs

are on their small TV. Snippets are heard.

REPORTER:

(from TV) "..The two victims, Maureen Evans and Phil Stevens..."

The channel switches. A YOUNG MAN is being interviewed. Attractive, sullen. Sad.

YOUNG MAN (from TV)

Please, I just wanna be left alone.

His voice stops Sidney cold. She turns to the television.

HALLIE:

He sure gives a lot of interviews for someone who wants to be left alone.

Hallie hits the remote. The man's image disappears as the TV goes off. Hallie turns, all smiles.

HALLIE:

Get your ass in gear. You're late. Don't forget we've got rush at the Deltas tonight. Don't

wear anything you don't want trashed. Sid? Sid?

Sidney turns from the television. Momentarily lost. Recovery is immediate.

SIDNEY:

I can't believe I let you talk me into going Greek.

Sid moves to the door and throws it open. A GHOST FIGURE LEAPS at her. She SCREAMS but then

stops herself.

It's just a costume hung from her doorframe. Preset, to scare. Another prank. Sidney rips it

down, turns to Hallie, throwing the costume at her.

SIDNEY:

Pumps. Nice handbag. Whaddya think?

Sid is surprisingly cool. She exits out the door, leaving Hallie staring at the Ghost Mask

in her hands.

CUT TO:

EXT. DORMITORY - MORNING - LITTLE LATER

Sid steps outside of her dorm. The morning sun shines down as Sid breathes in, taking in the

day just as FIFTY NEWS REPORTERS NOB HER.

REPORTER #2

Sidney, did you know the victims?

REPORTER #1

Do you feel responsible for the murders?

SIDNEY:

What murders?

Microphones are shoved in her face as Sidney is seiged upon by journalists and TV cameras.

She starts to panic.

REPORTER #3

Do you think there will be more murders?

Sidney is mortified. She pushes and shoves but there is no escape. The questions come at her

like lightning. She sees a whole in the crowd and goes for it as a REPORTER, a

flashy woman--all hair and teeth, thick sunglasses, moves in her way.

FLASHY REPORTER:

Did you kill them last night, Sid? Has it gotten to you? Have you finally snapped?

Sidney's eyes flare. Her fist starts to clench when...

BAM! Someone beats her to it. A fist flies out from the crowd, connecting with the flashy

woman's face. She drops. Sid spins around to find...

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