Scream Page #19

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AN EMPTY DOORWAY. He pokes his head into the outer office

area and looks around. But no one's there.

MR. HIMBRY

Yes? Hello?

The place is empty. A little suspicious he closes the door,

catching his reflection in the closet mirror. He looks at

the mask in his hands. Jesus, even he's jumpy. Two seconds

later...

ANOTHER KNOCK AT THE DOOR. Himbry grabs the door quickly,

this time throwing it open. Again no one's there. He steps

out into the outer office determined to catch a prankster.

INT. OUTER OFFICE - CONTINUOUS

Completely empty. Mr. Himbry moves through the outer office

and into the school corridor. The overhead lights have been

turned off and the corridor is now dark and deserted. He

looks up and down the hall. Only a JANITOR is seen in the

distance pushing a broom.

MR. HIMBRY

Little shits.

Mr. Himbry returns to his office.

INT. OFFICE - CONTINUOUS

Himbry reenters his office, moving to his desk, when he spots

the closet door NOW CLOSED SHUT.

This gives him a pause -- he had left it open. Hadn't he?

Suddenly, he can't remember. He shifts uneasy, reaching for

the door knob, pulling the door open to reveal...

AN EMPTY CLOSET. He stands still a moment, suddenly realizing

someone could easily now be standing behind the open closet

door. Nervously, he pushes it shut to reveal...

NOTHING. Himbry shakes away his jitters, realizing he's

spooked himself. He continues to his desk, pushing his office

door shut when...

A GHOST MASKED FIGURE lunges from behind it... knife in hand.

Quick and easy. Three quick jabs to the stomach and Himbry

goes down. The GHOST MASKED FIGURE towering above him.

EXT. TATUM'S HOUSE - AFTERNOON - LATER

The late afternoon sun is quickly disappearing.

Tatum and Sidney rock on the front porch looking out into

the small town neighborhood. Dewey's patrol jeep is parked

in the driveway.

Despite loud music, BLARING from an inside stereo, this is a

quiet moment.

TATUM:

Maybe Cotton Weary is telling the

truth. Maybe he was having an affair

with your mom.

SIDNEY:

So you think my mom was a slut too?

TATUM:

I didn't say that, Sid. But you know

there were rumors. Your dad was always

out of town on business. Maybe your

mom was a very unhappy woman.

SIDNEY:

If they were having an affair how

come that Cotton couldn't prove it

in court?

TATUM:

You can't prove a rumor. That's why

it's a rumor.

SIDNEY:

Created by that little tabloid twit

Gale Weathers.

TATUM:

(delicately)

It goes further back, Sid. There's

been talk about other men.

SIDNEY:

And you believe it?

TATUM:

Well... you can only hear that Richard

Gere-gerbil story so many times before

you have to start believing it.

A long silence as Sidney agonizes over all of this. She stands

up and moves to the edge of the porch and stares out onto

the neighborhood.

SIDNEY:

If I was wrong Cotton, then he's

still out there.

TATUM:

Don't go there, Sid. You're starting

to sound like some Wes Carpenter

flick. Don't freak yourself out --

we've got a long night ahead of us.

SIDNEY:

You're right. I'm cracking up. Ignore

me.

TATUM:

Come on, let's rock.

Sid follows Tatum inside the house never seeing the GHOST

MASKED FIGURE that stands across the street, under a tree.

His presence so subtle and unobtrusive you'd have to see

this movie a second time to know he was there all along.

EXT. MAIN STREET - LATER

Stu is moving along main street when Billy comes barreling

up next to him.

BILLY:

How'd you do?

STU:

Piece of cake. She'll be there.

BILLY:

Thanks, butt wart. You did good.

STU:

So you gonna try and make up with

Sid?

BILLY:

Duh... that's quick.

STU:

I was just asking. Why are you always

at me?

BILLY:

Because I'm trying to build your

self-esteem. You're far too sensitive.

STU:

Oh...

Billy thumbs Stu's forehead.

BILLY:

You ready to party hard tonight?

STU:

You know it.

They come to a building centrally located in the heart of

Main Street. A huge, blue monstrosity that's bigger than the

local bank and post office combined. The sign in front reads

BLOCKBUSTER.

INT. BLOCKBUSTER - CONTINUOUS

You typical Blockbuster -- huge and crowded. Randy, in his

Blockbuster get up, is busy re-shelving returns when Stu

appears -- knocking the videos out of his hand.

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