Scream 2 Page #5

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SIDNEY:

Hello, Gale.

GALE:

Sidney. Hello. How are you?

SIDNEY:

I'm okay. PEOPLE magazine won't stop calling but other than that...

GALE:

I'm sorry.

SIDNEY:

Yeah, well...you are the definition of mixed emotions. I really should hate you...

I see your movie's getting good reviews.

GALE:

It seems to be causing a stir. What's with the toilet paper?

SIDNEY:

It's hell week. I'm pledging the Deltas.

GALE:

It's good to see you involved.

SIDNEY:

My morn was a Delta.

BEAT. People have begun to notice the two of them talking. Reporters and spectators have

slowly circled them. Gale looks around. She spots Randy, who appears behind Sid, with his

camera. Gale gives him the nod. He throws the camera up, hits the light.

Sid spins around, surprised to see him.

SIDNEY (cont'd)

Randy? What are you doing here?

But then she sees someone else, standing off to the side. A man she recognizes immediately.

He looks at; her, his face sullen, broken. Sidney loses her breath.

SIDNEY (cont'd)

Cotton...

He moves to her.

COTTON:

Hello, Sidney.

Gale motions to Randy. He maneuvers, getting the two of them in frame.

A long moment, Sidney just stares at him. Completely off guard. She looks to Randy who

aims the camera directly at her...filming her.

SIDNEY:

What are you doing?

She turns back to Gale, staring holes through her, realizing she's been set up. She looks

back to Cotton. She doesn't know what to say. She turns back to Gale. Eyes aflame.

SIDNEY (cont'd)

You B*TCH!

Sidney storms off, disappearing in the crowd. Cotton turns to Gale. His face pained.

COTTON:

This was a mistake. I shouldn't be here.

He takes off, pushing through the crowd. Randy stops filming.

RANDY:

Can you say backfire?

GALE:

Did you get it?

RANDY:

Yeah, I got it.

Randy is clearly not happy about his part in this. It's in his voice.

GALE:

You need to check your conscience at the door. We're not here to be loved.

Randy's face reveals otherwise.

AT THE PODIUM:

The sheriff continues.

SHERIFF:

No, we don't anticipate another murder but we are taking every precaution possible... CUT TO:

EXT. SORORITY ROW - NIGHT

A small street that dead-ends in a cul de sac. Large old homes populate it. Greek signs

adorn the place. Welcome to Sorority Row.

INT. SORORITY HOUSE/LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

A huge living room. Divided sensibly in several sections. Nicely done. Et is empty except

for one girl who lies on the couch watching television. This is CICI, pretty with a lively

energy about her. She channel surfs while talking on the phone.

CICI:

(on phone) No, they broke up again. Bailey won't stop drinking and Sarah can't take it anymore.

GIRL ON PHONE:

(from phone) thought he was doing AA.

CICI:

No, he quit - the whole God thing--he has issues. The previews for next week...

BEEP! BEEP! Call waiting bleeps through.

CICI (cont'd)

Hold up...someone's calling. (she clicks over) Chi Omega House.

MAN'S VOICE

Hello.

A MAN'S VOICE. Deep and alluring.

CICI:

Yes.

MAN'S VOICE

Who is this?

CICI:

Cici. Who's this?

MAN'S VOICE

Someone who wants to talk to you.

CICI:

Ted? Where are you? Are you drinking? Hold on.

She clicks back over.

CICI (cont'd)

Teddy's on the other line. He sounds drunk. I'll call you back.

GIRL ON PHONE:

That sh*t. He only calls you when he's drunk. Don't go over there.

CICI:

I won't.

GIRL ON PHONE:

Don't. Think Bailey.

CICI:

Alright, alright...I'll call you back.

She clicks back over.

CICI (cont'd)

Okay, Ted, you sound loaded. What's up?

MAN'S VOICE

Who's Ted?

Realizing, it's not Ted.

CICI:

Oh, I'm sorry. My bad. I thought you were someone else.

MAN'S VOICE

That's okay.

CICI:

Who do you want to speak with? Nobody's here.

MAN'S VOICE

Where is everybody?

CICI:

We're co-sponsoring the Acid Rain mixer at the Sig Ep. house tonight.

MAN'S VOICE

Why aren't you there?

CICI:

I'm designated driver. I have to be here in case a sister calls and needs a ride.

MAN'S VOICE

That's too bad.

CICI:

"Drink with your brain." That's our motto. Who are you calling for?

MAN'S VOICE

What if I said you?

CICI:

What if I said goodbye?

MAN'S VOICE

Why would you wanna do that?

CICI:

Why do you always answer a question with a question?

MAN'S VOICE

I'm inquisitive.

CICI:

I'm impatient. Look, do you wanna leave a message for someone?

Silence. No response.

CICI (cont'd)

Hello? Hello? Where'd you go?

Silence again. And then...

MAN'S VOICE

Do you wanna die tonight, Cici ?

Almost a whisper. Simple. Direct. His voice pierces Cici. Her eyes widen. BEEP!

Call waiting CLICKS through.

CICI:

Just a second.

(clicks over)

Yes?

Cici gets up and moves to...

INT. FOYER - SAME

Cici checks the front door, making sure it's locked.

GIRL ON PHONE:

Was it Teddy?

CICI:

No, some creep a**hole trying to scare me.

GIRL ON PHONE:

It's hell week. Chill. The movie murders have brought out the crazies. It's nothing.

BUMP! A noise from upstairs. Cici spins around to the staircase.

CICI:

Sh*t.

GIRL ON PHONE:

What is it?

CICI:

I heard a noise.

GIRL ON PHONE:

Where?

CICi

Upstairs.

BUMP! Something moves upstairs. It sounds almost like footsteps.

CICI:

Sh*t. Cici moves to the staircase. She peers up it.

CICI (cont'd)

(calling out)

Hello? Hello?

GIRL ON PHONE:

(ala Friday the 13th) Kill, kill, kill, kill, hah, hah, hah, hah...

CICI:

Stop it...

GIRL ON PHONE:

I can't believe you're alone in that house.

Cici looks up the staircase again.

CICI:

(soft whisper) I don't think I'm alone.

Floorboards CREAK above her. Cici freaks.

CICI:

I'm outta here.

She flies to the door, unlocking it, throwing it open. She moves out onto the...

EXT. FRONT PORCH - SAME

A wooden porch with a bulb glowing overhead. She stands on the porch steps, looking back,

through the open door, into the house. The phone starts to CRACKLE.

GIRL ON PHONE:

You're breaking up. Where are you?

CICI:

Outside.

GIRL ON PHONE:

That's smart.

Cici looks up and down the street. A YOUNG GUY walks along the sidewalk.

CICI:

(calling out to him) Hey, you? HELLO? HELL0?

The guy wears a headset, his head bobbing to the beat. He doesn't see her. Cici looks up the

street to a sorority house down the block. Lights burn from within. People come and go.

CICI (cont'd)

There's something going on at the Delta Zeta's. I'm gonna walk down.

Cici moves further down the porch steps. The phone begins to CRACK severely.

GIRL ON PHONE:

(phone begins to go out) Don't do that. Hang up...call...(static)

CICI:

What? I can't hear you...

GIRL ON PHONE:

(major static)

Hang up...call...

CICI:

I'm losing you.

GIRL ON PHONE:

...campus security...send someone...check out...place...

CICI:

Okay, okay. I'll call now. I'll call you back.

Cici hangs up the phone. She hits the TALK button. Nothing but static. She tries again.

She can't get a dial tone. She looks back to the front door. She hesitates quickly, debating,

then she moves back up the porch steps.

She tries the phone again. It still won't connect. She moves back to the front porch. It

connects. Major static. She dials 511.

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