Scream Page #16

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SIDNEY:

Jesus, SH*T!

BILLY:

Hey, hey, it's just me.

Sidney pulls away from him quickly. Billy feels the slight.

BILLY:

What? You don't still think it's me?

Sidney catches her breath.

SIDNEY:

No... I don't... it's just... Oh

God, Billy, someone was there, someone

tried to kill me.

BILLY:

The police say I scared him off. It

wasn't me, Sid.

SIDNEY:

I know. He called again last night

at Tatum's house.

BILLY:

See, it couldn't have been me. I was

in jail, remember?

SIDNEY:

I'm so sorry... please understand.

BILLY:

Understand what? That I got a

girlfriend who would rather accuse

me of being a psychopathic killer

than touch me.

SIDNEY:

You know that's not true.

BILLY:

Then what is it? Is there somebody

else?

SIDNEY:

No...

BILLY:

Is it the sex thing? Am I being too

pushy?

SIDNEY:

No, it's me, Billy. I need time. I'm

still adjusting to my mom.

BILLY:

It's been a year since she died.

SIDNEY:

(correcting him)

Tomorrow. One year tomorrow.

BILLY:

When are you gonna let that go, Sid?

When my mom left my dad -- I just

accepted it. This is the way it is.

She's not coming back.

SIDNEY:

(sharply)

Your parents split up. It's not the

same thing. Your mom left town, she's

not in a coffin somewhere.

BILLY:

You have to move on, Sid.

Sidney starts to walk away but turns back, angry.

SIDNEY:

I'm glad to know you're coping so

well with life, Billy. But some of

us aren't so perfect. Some of us are

just trying to hold on.

Sidney disappears through a door marked GIRL'S BATHROOM,

leaving Billy alone in the hallway. He SMACKS his forehead,

pissed at himself.

INT. GIRL'S BATHROOM

Large and spacious. Closed bathroom stalls line one wall

facing a row of sinks and a huge mirror. Sidney enters as

TWO GIRLS tinkle and talk -- each from their respective

stalls.

GIRL #1

She was never attacked. I think she

made it all up.

GIRL #2

Why would she lie about it?

GIRL #1

For attention. The girl has some

serious issues.

Sidney listens intently.

A toilet FLUSHES. Sidney quickly jumps in a stall, hiding,

just as GIRL #1 appears from a stall. She looks like that

voice -- a snotty little twit.

GIRL #1

What if she did it? What if Sidney

killed Casey and Steve?

GIRL #2

And why would she do that?

GIRL #1

Maybe she was hot for Steve and killed

them both in a jealous rage.

Another toilet FLUSHES.

GIRL #2

Why would Sidney want to be with

Steve? She has her own bubble-butt

boyfriend Billy.

GIRL #1

Maybe she's a slut just like her

mom.

INSIDE THE STALL Sidney listens. Her face weakening.

GIRL #2

You're evil.

GIRL #1

Please, it's common knowledge. Her

mother was a trollop.

GIRL #2 appears from her stall -- another twit. They both

stand in front of the mirror adjusting two snotty faces.

GIRL #2

Cut some slack. She watched her mom

get butchered.

GIRL #1

And it f***ed her up royally. Think

about it. It makes perfect sense.

Her mom's death leaves her distraught

and hostile at a cruel and inhumane

world, she's disillusioned, where's

God, etc. Completely suicidal. And

one day she snaps. She wants to kill

herself but realizes teen suicide is

out this year. And homicide is a

much healthier therapeutic expression.

From the stall, Sidney listens, her heart pounding, jaw

quivering.

GIRL #2

Where do you get this sh*t?

GIRL #1

Ricki Lake.

The two girls exit. Sidney moves out of the stall, catching

her reflection in the mirror.

SIDNEY:

Pathetic.

Water DRIPS somewhere from a leaky pipe as wind WHISTLES in

from the cracked transom above the bathroom door. It sound

almost like a whisper, "Siddneey..."

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