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Now. |
Now why does she have to be naked? How does that serve the plot? |
Sssshhh. ON SCREEN The phone RINGS. The young girl pulls the shower curtain aside to reveal a robe hung on a hook. She grabs it, running from the bathroom, into the living room, grabbing the phone. |
Why doesn't she just hang up and call the police? Stupid.. |
Shush. |
I'm gonna pee. You want anything? |
You ass. |
I'm sorry, I'm sorry but I had to. It was too easy. |
You are so not funny. |
Come on, baby. Lighten up a little, will ya? |
I get scared really easy, okay. |
You gotta go with it. Scary movies are great foreplay. |
I just have a hard time with insipid, sexist violence. |
We can still Sandra Bullock it. |
Sandra started without us. We can stay. He kisses her again, then breaks away. |
Hello? |
Gale? |
She's not here right now. |
But she's standing right next to you. |
What do you care? Let 'em have their fun. So, what's up? |
What's your favorite scary movie? |
SHOWGIRLS. Absolutely frightening. What's yours? Wait, let me guess. THE HOUSE ON SORORITY ROW? FINAL EXAM. GRADUATION DAY? THE DORM THAT DRIPPED BLOOD? SPLATTER UNIVERSITY? Am I close? |
Closer than you think. |
Do you want to die? |
Gee, let me think. "Do you want to..." Is that the best you can do? Some tired hand me down rehash? Hey, pal, no one's gonna write a book about you. No movie rights. Nothing. I've been through this before and much better I might add. |
..this week's TKE kegger... |
Ne ask that you sell individual squares of toilet paper for a mere nickel a piece. |
We've set you each at a five dollar quota. |
It's all about sisterhood. Everybody thinks its about partying and blowjobs but... |
..we only promote safe rubbered sex. |
..it's really about family and tradition... |
..harmonica style is okay. |
I just love being a sister. |
Have they questioned you yet, Sid? |
This has nothing to do with me, Joel. There's an estimated 270 serial killers currently active in the US at any given time. I can't control that. Who's hungry? |
I gotta hit the library. Anatomy. Some of us have real majors. You gonna be okay, Sid? |
You're not allowed to ask that. |
I'll stop by the Deltas tonight. |
Thanks, Joel. |
Perfect. I'll be outta Microbio and we can grab a bite. |
Guys, guys, I'm sorry but, no way. |
Sid, I'll seeya tonight. |
But... |
How many guys they have on you? |
I counted four. |
I've been waiting for you, baby. |
Is that cool? Just to leave her like that? |
Randy Meeks. He was with Sid that night in Woodsboro. |
Her old boyfriend? |
No, she killed her boyfriend. Randy was a friend. MICKEY Watch out, Derek. |
And white. |
Easy black boy. |
It's documented. Most serial killers are attractiveslightly off white males in their twenties. |
A patio chair comes flying through a glass door. The young girl in the movie tears off running, SCREAMING, flying through the room. |
The crowd is really with the movie. Some even talk to the screen. "You dumb bitch. Get out of the house." etc. |
The young girl runs by a window. She looks in. A GHOST MASKED KILLER stares back. The Figure CRASHES through the window attacking her. She fights him off, getting away, running... |
Everyone in the theater is SCREAMING. Maureen tries her best to detach herself from the movie. She eats her popcorn. |
The Ghost advances on the young girl, grabbing her, pulling her to him, raising high a long, hunting knife. The young girl is helpless... |
Maureen looks at Phil, confused...as if seeing for the first time...IT'S NOT PHIL. She pulls away when, the Ghostmasked 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. |
The young girl, clutching her bloody chest...drags herself, crawling across wet grass...the killer behind her...raising his knife again. |
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. |
The young girl is slashed again. |
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. |
Knock yourself out. |
Hello? Hello? |
Time to change numbers again? |
Nah...I think it'll die off. It's opening weekend. Let's see how it goes. |
Okay, you're sure about skipping Calculas? |
Please, I have the perfect excuse. |
What about rehearsal? |
Gotta. |
I'll cover you through rehearsal. Derek when do you get outta docu drama? |
That was good. |
Yeah, right. |
Who is that guy? |
It's okay. Look, Hallie, I'll meet you outside. |
No, girletta, I don't leave your side. |
I've got my entourage. Take a break. Please. |
We're missing the Sig Ep party. |
No, Hallie, not tonight. Parties and mass murderers don't go together. Trust me. |
No, no, I hadn't planned on going, it's just Mickey will be pissed. |
It's okay to break, girl. You shatter if you have to. |
I'd really just like to be alone. |
Can I come with her? |
No, Hallie, I'm not gonna take you down too. I'll be alright. |
I'm the only one who can cut him down. |
It's not a good idea, Hallie. |
Oh, Sid, youre sounding desparate. I guess fearing death makes one anxious. |
You fucking freaked out movie nut psychos.. |
Lucas and his Romper Room stage. |
I got. I got it. FRIDAY THE 13TH, PART 20. |
I have rehearsal. |
I have to watch rehearsal. |
Shut up. Mickey, you and I can take her late evening. |
Sig Ep's gotta band, tonight. |
Too bad. |
He tried to kill her first. |
Is Sid in therapy? |
I got a surprise for you. |
What? |
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