Scream Page #22

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SIDNEY:

No way.

TATUM:

Grant wrote the song himself. I'm

convinced the lyrics had a secret

meaning, "Eight is enough..."

Sid pushes the cart up to Dewey's jeep. Tatum hops off.

SIDNEY:

What secret meaning? Like a Satanical

thing?

TATUM:

Watch the show, Sid. His basket is

bigger than the one you're pushing.

SIDNEY:

TATUM!

TATUM:

Oh, Sidney. WHAT? A guy can talk

tits til he's dead but the minute

you mention an eight inch weenie.

Watch out.

Sidney stops just short of a laugh. Tatum pulls the back

jeep door, loading the groceries in. Behind her, the GHOST

MASKED FIGURE appears, just out of their sight, behind the

jeep's open back door.

TATUM:

There's that sense of humor. I knew

it still existed. Ohh, Sid, let's

have some fun tonight.

SIDNEY:

Deal.

Sidney moves to the back door and closes it shut, when from

behind...

DEWEY stands. Sid jumps, startled.

DEWEY:

You girls ready.

SIDNEY:

Yeah.

DEWEY:

Looks like I'm your personal bodyguard

tonight, Sid.

TATUM:

No, Dewey. You'll ruin the whole

night.

DEWEY:

Sorry, police orders. I'll stay out

of the way, I promise.

TATUM:

Sh*t.

Tatum kicks the shopping cart out of the way, blindly. It

rolls down the road by itself, gaining speed on a decline

running smack into the GHOST MASKED FIGURE who stops the

cart cold with one hand.

EXT. COUNTRY ROAD - NIGHT

Dewey's jeep makes it's way down a long, winding road.

Headlights illuminate the thick woods that line each side.

Following behind them at a discreet distance is a huge white

newsvan.

Dewey comes to the end of the road. It dead ends at...

STU'S HOUSE which sits alone in a clearing, big and ominous

with no neighbors in sight. A huge old home just ripe for a

night of fun and... terror.

From the looks of things the party has already started. Music

is BLARING. A few KIDS hang on the porch.

INT. LIVING ROOM - MINUTES LATER

A big room with KIDS sprinkled throughout -- smoking,

drinking, cutting up. A stereo BLASTS music while the TV

airs around the clock killer coverage.

Tatum and Sid enter with groceries. Various FRIENDS greet

them.

TATUM:

Caterer's here.

The girls carry bags through a hallway that opens up onto an

enormous kitchen. Stu and some GUYS are leaning over the

sink drinking beer through a funnel.

TATUM:

That's mature.

STU:

Where you guys been? We had to start

without you.

EXT. STU'S HOUSE - ROAD

The newsvan pulls up and parks unobtrusively on the side of

the road a few feet down from the front yard.

INT. NEWSVAN

Kenny and Gale move around inside the van. Kenny hovers over

a control panel complete with video monitors.

KENNY:

What's the plan?

GALE:

Prep the compact, we'll hide it in a

window and tape all of tonight's

festivities.

Kenny picks up a compact video camera the size of his fist.

He checks its battery pack.

KENNY:

The control board's glitched. You

know we can't carry a live picture.

GALE:

What's the delay?

KENNY:

About thirty seconds.

GALE:

As long as it records I don't give a

sh*t. We're not doing a remote.

Gale slides open the side door and steps out into the

darkness, not seeing the FIGURE that stands behind her. A

hand grabs her shoulder, Gale's heart stops as she spins

around to find...

Dewey, smiling, extremely pleased to see her.

DEWEY:

Evening, ma'am.

GALE:

Deputy... good evening.

DEWEY:

What brings you out to these parts?

GALE:

You never know when or where a story

will break.

DEWEY:

Not much story here. Just a bunch of

kids cutting loose.

GALE:

Then what are you doing here?

DEWEY:

Keeping an eye on things. Checking

the place out.

GALE:

Mind if I join you?

Dewey considers for a whole two seconds.

DEWEY:

Not at all.

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