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By: Michael T. Kennedy
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WGA REGISTRATION #1051727
By: Michael T. Kennedy
SIDNEY PRESCOTT has been living the last few years of her life in relative silence. Now a guidance counselor for Woodsboro High School, her alma mater, she finally lives her life out of the media spotlight. But with the discovery of a murdered student, Sidney Prescott’s world will once again be ripped apart by the reemergence of Ghost Face.
Affluent home. Night. We open on a teenage girl, blonde and leggy, engaged in a conversation with a friend, via the telephone. Beep. Call waiting. The girl answers and the familiar, menacing voice responds. Through early conversation we learn that the girl is Caylee Green.
Caylee discovers that this is no typical prank call. She quickly dials her friend. No answer.
The phone rings, it is the friend, Rachel Gellar. Rachel pleads with her to do what she says. Caylee is confused.
Suddenly the man’s menacing voice creeps into the conversation. He has both Caylee and Rachel on the same call. He quizzes them, plays with them. Finding that Rachel has a boyfriend and Caylee does not.
We see INTERCUT shots of Rachel, another busty blonde, and Caylee scanning their homes and yards through windows. Both are home alone in their respective affluent houses. The killer hints to his whereabouts, both Caylee and Rachel thinking he is outside their doors.
Caylee goes silent. The man’s voice...GONE. Rachel pleads into the phone for Caylee to answer her. No answer.
Rachel’s sees this as an opportunity to escape. She grabs her car keys from the kitchen counter, still clutching to the phone. She moves through the house and out the front door.
Rachel runs to her car parked in the driveway. Opens the door...
The body of her dead boyfriend falls to the ground.
Rachel panics, hops in, and starts the engine.
Rachel hears Caylee through the phone yelling for her.
Rachel he’s with you!
She reaches for the gearshift when...
The killer pops up in the backseat behind her.
The last thing Rachel sees is the blade of a knife slicing at her throat, killing her.
Here we meet none other than Sidney Prescott. She has aged a few years but is as pretty as ever. She is the head counselor in Woodsboro High School’s Guidance Department.
The school is planning for the upcoming graduation ceremony and Sidney has been asked to speak since the ceremony coincides with her fifteen-year reunion.
We learn that the occurrences of the past and her choice of career have put a strain on her relationship with Mark Kincaid. Having left his job at LAPD and now doing deskwork for the local police department, Mark feels he is doing all the sacrificing.
After Mark says he is taking a few days to sort things out in his head we are reacquainted with Dewey Riley through one of his usual late night visits.
Dewey still acts as a surrogate big brother and uses many, unbelievable, reasons as to why he stops by. We also learn that Gale is now an anchorwoman for a local 11 o’clock news program.
Sidney and Dewey first hear about the murder of Rachel Gellar from Gale Weather’s herself.
WOODSBORO HIGH SCHOOL
We see almost the exact same scene that Sidney saw when she was in high school. Police and camera crews are everywhere.
Paranoia and dread fill the air as students pile into the building for a day of classes.
Sidney tares through the media frenzy and makes it to her office. Gale is waiting for her. Gale discusses things about Mark before Sidney brings up the obvious thing on each other’s minds.
As they discuss the events a female REPORTER barges into her office. PEPPER is her name. She barrages Sidney with a series of questions, displaying a bitchy façade.
Gale sees through her and matches her toe to toe in a game of wits. Gale has a new nemesis.
A MAN enters, PRINCIPAL DRAKE, forcing Pepper out and Gale follows soon after.
Drake sits with Sid for a few moments showing concern for her.
Later, in Sid’s office, she comes face to face with Caylee Green. She sees herself in Caylee’s eyes and learns that Caylee sat next to Rachel in English class.
Meanwhile there’s a whole SHE’S ALL THAT/ AMERICAN PIE subplot with a young, jock type of a boy. JAKE, who is deeply infatuated with being the one to take away Caylee’s virginity. His friends don’t see the point in wasting his time trying to seduce such a Plain Jane. He does, however, slowly get close to her due to the fact that his best friend RYAN is dating Caylee’s best friend HATTIE. After finding out that her interior heightens the beauty of Caylee’s exterior, Jake begins to fall in love with her.
When Sidney goes to a fellow counselor, OWEN CHAMBERS—the senior college counselor who has a crush on her--that she knew this was going to happen he takes this as an opportunity to show his well meaning, knight in shining armor side.
Owen I appreciate your thoughtfulness,
and your concern for my personal well
being, but let me give you an insight
as to what my life is all about. Let
me share with you my experience, the
shit I’ve been through. In that pretty
little head of yours you are probably
thinking, why not seek some help, ask
someone to help me. I’ve done the
therapy, meditation, hell I even tried
to crawl inside a bottle of Smirnoff.
But what it all comes down to is that
there is no therapy for this, no 12 step
groups for someone like me. The fact is
that the world is a cruel place. It is
bloody and cold and it seems my purpose
is to die at the hand of some psychos
knife. People isolate me, run from me
like I started a Black Plague. And
people offering to hold your hand doesn’t make a bit of difference either. The
closer you get to me the more likely you
are to die. So do yourself a favor, Owen, and stand fucking back because the only thing you are going to accomplish by
trying to make an impact on my life is a meeting with our maker.
Maybe this isn’t about you.
Of course it is.
I didn’t mean to upset you, I just want
you to know you’re not alone.
I’ll always be alone, OWEN, so either get
back to work or out of my office because
you picked the wrong day to finally make
a pass at me.
Sidney then discusses the situation with her father, Neil.
Caylee works the end of a long shift at a low end, two-story, fashion store. Her co-worker, and good friend, JAME, does last minute preparations. Jame leaves early to study at the approval of Caylee.
The phone rings...the MAN on the other end. Caylee knows who this is.
Sidney, home, alone. She does last minute paper work when her phone rings. It’s him. The voice that has haunted her dreams for years. This time it is different, deadlier, smarter. Caylee’s voice echoes through Sidney’s ear.
We INTERCUT between Sidney and Caylee wondering whom the killer is stalking. Sidney is baffled at the clever M.O.
Suddenly the killer appears and attacks Caylee.
She makes it out of the store unscathed and into the hands of Mark Kincaid. Several other police follow soon after.
Gale and Pepper fight for position in front of the crime scene...Pepper knowing way too much about Dewey’s life for Gale’s taste.
ACT TWO – SIDNEY AND CAYLEE, BOUND BY FATE
Woodsboro High has the same scene as the day before. This time Sidney makes it to her office without one reporter attempting to speak with her.
All eyes are on Caylee Green. The media crashes in on her and as she enters the building. Students touch her and storm her as if she was a celebrity.
Owen pops into Sidney’s office. She is much more soft with him. She breaks down in front of him and sprints off to the bathroom.
In the bathroom she overhears HATTIE speaking with another FEMALE STUDENT, GINA, through the stalls, about the similarities between Caylee and Sidney. She begins to question Caylee’s mother.
Maybe she’s a slut just like Sidney’s
Still, at the age of 32, these words slam through Sidney.
Instead of running and hiding in a stall, Sidney confronts Hattie and the other student. She punishes them by making them come in tonight and prep for the graduation ceremony.
WOODSBORO HIGH SCHOOL AUDITORIUM
CLOSE ON A GRADUATION GOWN
A hand reaches for it, pulling it close to the body of HATTIE PETERSON.
You almost done?
She turns to her side to look at...
A very pretty girl, eighteen. Bright and spunky. A head cheerleader kind of girl.
Yeah. Just a few more.
The CAMERA PULLS BACK to reveal the two girls on an auditorium stage. They are sorting through graduation gowns and caps that lie on a table.
I can’t believe we graduate so soon.
The four years flew by.
Where you headed to next fall?
You don’t say?
Come September I will begin a short
one-year span as a cover model for
fashion magazines which in turn will
culminate in a six year run as the
lead actress in an hour long drama
for the CW. After the shows end and
numerous teen angst films in my back
pocket I will get my shining moment...
and on Oscar nomination...for my role,
against type, in Baby Mama 2...
no wait, Juno 2?
Yeah, Juno 2. Then I will
record my first solo album thus being
known as a cross over diva.
Hattie rolls her eyes.
At least you’re humble.
Do you mind if I run to my locker real
quick? I forgot my cell phone.
Gina drops a gown to the table. She rushes off the side of the stage and towards a side door.
Everyone’s a God damn actress.
HATTIE watches Gina exit the auditorium. She places a gown on the table when...
A PHONE RINGS
HATTIE pulls a cell phone from her pants pocket, looks at the caller id:
NEW CALLER- RESTRICTED ID
She answers anyway.
(filter – from phone)
Who is this?
What number is this?
Who did you dial?
I think I have the wrong number.
I think you’re right.
CLICK! She hangs up her phone. Hattie sets her phone on the table, dropping the last gown to the floor below.
The phone RINGS again.
Sorry about that earlier.
You made a mistake. No big deal.
Apology unnecessary but accepted.
You’re a forgiving girl.
It’s in my nature. I hate to burst your
bubble but I gotta go.
CLICK! The conversation ends. Hattie picks up the dropped gown, sets it on the table.
INT. AUDITORIUM – NIGHT
A huge room amidst what seems to be a well-populated high school judging by the size and capacity.
Hattie walks to the back of the stage. She grabs a purse hanging from a hook, flips off the stage lights.
The phone RINGS again.
What are you doing?
Who is this?
Can’t figure it out, huh?
Am I supposed to?
It shouldn’t be hard.
Then why don’t we forget the formality
and you just tell me?
Do you like scary movies?
RYAN! Quit it with the STAB bullshit.
That died out long ago with the last
Oh, I’m sorry. He’s my boyfr...
Why am I telling you this?
Because I think you kinda like me.
I think you’re wrong.
Uh huh. So is there anything I can do
Yes or no...it’s very simple.
Hattie is becoming bored.
Well what is it?
Tell me what you’re doing on that stage.
Hattie turns to face the auditorium.
What did you say?
You heard me.
She walks over to the lights, flips them back on.
Listen I gotta go.
Don’t hang up on me!
CLICK! Hattie hangs up. She checks all around her, turns to walk off the stage when...
THE PHONE RINGS AGAIN
She pulls out her phone.
Listen to what I say.
Who is this?
Ask your boyfriend Ryan. He’ll know.
WHO THE FUCK IS THIS?
It’s not that simple.
You’ve called me four times already
isn’t that enough?
For the others, maybe, but for me,
no way. So who am I?
I already told you I have no idea.
The man’s voice grows menacing...familiar.
CARE TO TAKE A...STAB...HATTIE?
He has her full attention. She knows exactly whose voice it is.
If you’re looking for someone else
you haven’t found her so please...
Oh I know, but you’ll do, for now.
Hattie backs up to the main wall of the stage. A sign above her reads: WOODSBORO HIGH SCHOOL CLASS OF 2012.
Can you handle that, Hattie?
Suddenly the whole auditorium is shining...the lights have been flipped on.
Hattie clicks her phone off, running off the stage.
INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY
Hattie bursts through the auditorium doors and into a hallway. Lockers and doors line the walls.
She looks both ways...she’s ALONE.
Hattie turns to her left, trots to an exit.
A PHONE RINGS
It isn’t hers...it is coming from inside a LOCKER.
Hattie slowly walks to the sound. She presses her ear up against a row of lockers, finding the source.
Hattie grabs the handle...takes a deep breath...pulling open the locker door to find...
falling to the floor below. It is PRINCIPAL DRAKE, covered in his own blood. His throat ripped open from ear to ear, parts of his ear dangle from torn skin.
A SCREAM erupts from deep inside the abdomen of Hattie. CLOSE ON her face...pale and sweaty. TEARS flow from her eyes.
She turns to run, slipping to the floor on Drake’s blood.
Hattie gathers herself, looks around her, rises to her feet and runs into the auditorium.
INT. AUDITORIUM – CONTINUOUS
Hattie pulls the door shut, into the auditorium and retrieves her phone to call 911 when...
THE PHONE RINGS
Hattie jumps into the air...looks at her phone...RYAN’S CELL. She answers, shakily brings the phone to her ear...
RYAN please help me!
Poor little Drake. Cooperation is
key here. Lucky for you, you have
one more chance. Sidney cooperated
and look what it got her. Fame,
fortune, and stardom.
Hattie scans the auditorium. EMPTY.
No way, this is only the beginning.
Look, I have listened...cooperated.
Just please leave me alone.
The door behind Hattie locks.
She walks down an aisle along the front row of seats.
Give me a reason and I will.
She stands in front of center stage when...
THE LIGHTS GO OUT
The auditorium is dark. Red emergency lights illuminate the otherwise dark room.
Hattie squeals. CLOSE ON her face...mind racing...plotting.
She crawls on all fours up the center aisle, ducking behind a row of seats. Her whole face a blubbering mess.
The man’s voice bellows throughout the auditorium.
There’s no use hiding.
Hattie listens into her phone. Hears an echo.
I’ll bring you out just like her
She turns her phone off, attentive to the loud speakers.
A FIGURE walks down the aisle.
Hattie holds her breath...hears footsteps.
The FIGURE passes Hattie.
Hattie crawls to her right down the aisle.
(cont’d - deadly)
By the way where is your boyfriend,
Hattie holds steady...still like stone...comfortable with her spot.
Maybe he’ll know who I am!
A long silence. And then...
Hattie’s PHONE rings.
She fumbles with her phone, cancels the call.
Hattie crawls further down the aisle...away from her spot.
THE PHONE RINGS.
You found me now what?
Tears still flow from her face. Acting tough but not hiding her true emotions.
Modern technology, sometimes it
Look you’ve had your fifteen minutes
so please just leave.
Sidney got more...now so do I. It’s
your turn to shine.
A spotlight bangs on, the light shining on Hattie’s face.
Don’t you want to be remembered?
Not like this, please...leave.
Cooperate and I will. Name the killer
in STAB 2?
C’mon. You’ve seen the movies, you
know the game. Who was it?
This is easy.
Hattie clutches her side, clinging to it for protection.
Please...you got what you want. So
just leave. I won’t tell anyone.
Drake wouldn’t play along and look
what happened. He choked on his
own blood. Name the killer in STAB 2?
Forcing the words from her mouth...God sent...
Loomis, Mrs. Loomis.
Aha...very good. See, I knew you had
it in you.
I answered your question so, please,
Listen bitch, I make the rules around
Fear runs through Hattie’s body. She walks out of the light. It follows her.
Who is Sidney’s mother?
You know. She is where it began.
I don’t know...I can’t remember. Just
FUCKING LEAVE ME ALONE!
Tears flow from her face. She staggers to walk out of the light...it continues to shine on her presence.
You were such a sweet girl. What is
HATTIE is stalling. She can’t remember the name.
She has nothing to do with me. Why
are you doing this?
It’s fun. WHAT IS IT?
Hattie’s mind races...thinking...she mumbles...
Speak up. I CAN’T HEAR YOU.
Maureen. It’s Maureen fuckin’ Prescott!
See, it’s a fun game.
Hattie gazes up toward the balcony, looking for someone, anything.
Why can’t I see you huh?
In time Hattie...in time.
If you want fame you won’t get it
Watch your tone. I’m more than that.
Eventually, I’ll be everywhere.
What do you want? A STAB 4? That
trend burned its course years ago.
STAB 4? Please. Remember what I said
about cooperation? But speaking of
fours, there are four main entrances
at the rear of this building.
She eyes the doors.
The man hangs up on the conversation.
The man’s voice EMITS around the auditorium.
Find the unlocked door- you live.
Hattie walks down the row of seats...into the center aisle...spotlight focused on her.
Cooperation, very simple. Your call!
The spotlight fades out.
She sneaks down the center aisle, reaches into her purse. She pulls out a pencil and raises it like a knife. She continues down the aisle, stops underneath a balcony.
A sound resonates from the balcony above.
Hattie looks up to the sound when an object falls over the side, landing on her.
She falls to the ground squealing. Scurries away from the object...crawls to it...a JACKET. Hattie stands up holding the jacket...a Woodsboro High letterman’s jacket...she reads the lapel.
She looks at the doors when...
The spotlight shines throughout the auditorium...onto the stage...revealing...
hung from the rafters...his abdomen cut open...his inside’s now on the outside...lying on the stage floor...blood runs in every direction.
HATTIE SCREAMS BLOODY MURDER, her soul ripping through her heart.
She turns back to the doors, runs to the last one on the left, tugs at it...LOCKED. Sprints to the second one, tugs at it...LOCKED. The third...LOCKED. She rushes to the fourth...thinking it will open...tugs on the handles...it is LOCKED.
Hattie slams her fist against the door frustrated. She turns back toward her bloody pulp of a boyfriend, tears running down her face when...
THE FOURTH DOOR SWINGS OPEN...hard, revealing...
The familiar GHOST FACE
rushing her. Hattie sprints down the hallway toward the stage. The GHOST FACE FIGURE beams at her, chasing her. Hattie...feet ahead...runs in front of the stage...toward the side door...she pulls on the door...LOCKED.
She turns behind her...
The FIGURE is gone.
Hattie looks directly down the aisle in front of the stage. Another door rests at the other end. She heads for it...across the front of the stage...to the door...grabs the door handle when...
THE FIGURE JUMPS OFF THE STAGE
Hattie stumbles away from the door...drops the pencil, catches her balance. The FIGURE moves on her, the familiar hunting knife raised high in the air. Hattie opens the door...a flash of silver. Hattie is struck, in the abdomen...knife planted deep into her body. She looks down at her wound. A glazed over look of shock sweeps her face.
The FIGURE pulls out the knife...raises it high...brings it down toward Hattie...eyes bug eyed...lifts her foot high into the FIGURE’S chest...reeling the FIGURE to the floor.
Hattie rises, opens the door. She hobbles out into a hallway, looks both ways and heads to her left, sprinting.
She uses every ounce in her body to run towards the exit fifty feet away...twenty feet...ten feet...five feet. She pulls open the door when...
A door next to the exit SLAMS open.
Headlights appear through the window of the exit door.
The FIGURE lunges from the door.
EXT. PARKING LOT
A MAN exits a rundown compact car. He is mid forties, husky, the school’s night janitor.
He walks toward the school.
EXT. EXIT DOOR
Hattie appears from behind the door...notices the man.
EXT. PARKING LOT
The man looks toward the cry for help.
INT. EXIT DOOR
The FIGURE grabs her from the door...slams it shut.
EXT. PARKING LOT
The man fiddles with a set of keys...looks up...NO ONE.
The FIGURE throws Hattie head first into a locker, knocking her to the ground, in a daze and covered in blood. The Figure walks over to her and stands above her. Raises the knife, brings it down...into her forehead...killing her instantly.
The man walks toward the school, headed for the auditorium.
CLOSE ON HATTIE...being dragged by her feet...down a school hallway...a crimson trail is left behind after each and every step.
The man appears inside the back entrance of the auditorium, walks down the back aisle...towards a breaker switch. Flips it on, looks toward the stage to see...
A BOY AND GIRL HANGING
The man stops in his tracks, startled.
He rushes the stage to find...
RYAN and HATTIE side by side...hand in hand...forever left a couple...blood pouring from their bodies...hung from the
rafters...over their own inside’s sprawled on the stage below.
WOODSBORO POLICE STATION
Sidney, Gale, Dewey, and SHERIFF BURKE discuss the case. Burke questions Sidney’s recollection of last nights call.
Sidney has a run in with Mark and becomes skeptical at his lack of concern for her safety.
Sheriff Burke asks Sidney to help him. He wants her to discuss things with Caylee. He thinks that Sidney can get into her mind, help her remember things.
Caylee is not saying much to the police. She is a bit more reserved then Sidney was at her age but just as strong. Sidney speaks with her, talks to her. They find that they have much in common. Caylee’s old boyfriend dumped him because she wouldn’t have sex. Her best friend died.
Through this conversation Sidney realizes that Caylee and herself are almost one in the same. That she was picked as a target on purpose. That Caylee is this Killer’s Sidney.
Gale and Dewey also discover a pattern. Rachel, blonde and spunky is this Killer’s Casey Becker. Her boyfriend, this Killer’s Steven Orth. Principal Drake...Principal Himbry.
And, a blow to Dewey’s heart, Hattie is this Killer’s Tatum.
After a run in between Gale and Mark and his lack of concern for Sidney’s well being...
Mark looks over at Gale...
You don’t get it do you?
Do you even realize what she has
I was right there with her, you,
the last time Gale. Don’t lay your
condescending bullshit on me.
Quit being a fucking martyr!
She has Mark’s full attention.
God Kincaid, don’t you have any
inkling as to why she is making
herself do this? Besides Dewey
and I, the only person she can
relate to about this is God dam
Jamie Lee Curtis. But that was
in a few movies...this is her
I’m well aware of that Gale but...
No I don’t think you are. I know
she’s explained this to you, she
told me so. This one last chance
at redemption for her is all she
I know it is...
Gale cuts him off again, grating him.
Every person in her life has died!
That’s quite a lot of weight to
have placed on one’s shoulders.
Mark finally listens...understanding.
I just want her to understand she
is not alone.
Then support her or at least pretend
to. She’s not stupid Mark. She knows
what you’re thinking. Besides, she
is stronger than you think.
Gale rubs the side of her face, reflecting on the past...
I should know.
Policemen bring in Gina. She immediately storms over to Sidney exclaiming that she knew this or even did this to Hattie. She knew they would be in the auditorium...Sidney sent them there. Gina is convinced Sidney is involved, and for the first time in fifteen years people, even Gale and Dewey, think Sidney may be a suspect.
ACT THREE – SIDNEY’S GUILT, A KILLER’S IDENTITY
Sidney pours over the guilt and now humiliation she is facing from the press, her co-workers, and practically everyone in the town.
Students leave notes on her door and desk. Teachers won’t sit near here in the faculty lounge. People treat her like she is the anti-Christ.
She explains to Owen her innocence and her concern. She is not a killer he assures her, he knows that.
He suggests a night out. She suggests a night with Mark. Owen finally pours out his jealousy and resentment for Mark. His weird ways and the rumors that he was infatuated with Sidney and that is why he took her case at Sunrise.
Jake convinces Caylee to go with him to his buddy’s baseball game. Her mind somewhat breaks, for a few moments, from the agony she feels over Hattie’s death.
After that game Jake, Caylee, and his friends PARKER and JODIE stop at Jake’s. Caylee receives a call from the Killer, eventually attacking and killing Jodie and Parker.
Caylee sprints out of the house to find that all the tires have been slashed on the cars. She sprints to the road and Pepper’s news van picks her up. Just as she hops in the van the Killer appears and murders the driver.
Caylee and Pepper escape. Caylee sprints down the desolate road and sees a house. She sprints to the house and stops at the porch. It is Sidney’s house. Pepper is gone.
Caylee forces her way into the house.
Sidney dines with Gale and Dewey. She feels all eyes on her as they nibble on some food. She talks of Mark leaving her for good, “Afraid for is his OWN well-being”. Gale confides that she never has liked Mark’s spineless, and effeminate approach to female protection.
Sidney’s phone rings. Caylee is panicked on the other end. Sidney explains that call came from her OWN house.
An unexpected, surprise attack, on the way to Sidney’s house, total’s Dewey’s car. TWO Killers’ attacks them. Sidney and Dewey outrun the attack but Gale is cut and left for dead.
Caylee searches for shelter in Sidney’s house. She finds Jake in an upstairs bedroom. He was looking for her.
She asks him where he was, what he was doing. She does not feel safe around him. Then behind him appears Ghostface. Jake is killed and Caylee makes her way out of the house after a long chase from the killer.
Pepper appears at the front porch. Her and Caylee run toward a car in the street. Owen hops out and they explain to him what happened.
Dewey and Sidney sprint toward her house. In the distance they see Owen, Pepper, and Caylee.
Sidney shouts for them. Dewey and Sidney watch as the Killer’s attack them and kills Pepper.
Sidney and Dewey arrive at Sidney’s house. Caylee is tied to a chair smack dab in the center of the great room.
She turns around to find Mark...holding a knife. He throws aside the voice changer.
He explains his obsession for Sidney and Caylee’s likeness.
Sidney’s FATHER breaks through a closet door. He is tied up as well. Sidney rushes to him. He is bloodied and bruised.
Dewey tries to untie Caylee. No use.
Gale appears. Dewey and her reunite, he thought she was dead.
Mark looks at Sidney.
C’mon Sid. Now you know there are
two of us.
Sid don’t listen to him.
He’ll kill us. Untie me.
Who do you trust Sidney? I mean,
come on, you know you have never
been very good with the whole issue.
Sid says nothing. She edges away, moving to the closet where her dad stands.
Mark walks directly across her...next to Caylee.
Is it her?
He moves to Gale...grabs her by her hair. She squirms under his control.
He moves away from Gale.
I know who you think it is.
He pulls SOMEONE from out of the shadows.
OWEN, unbound. His wrists covered in dried blood
I’VE HAD ENOUGH! JUST TAKE ME
Not until you tell me the second
killer in STAB 4.
She looks at him puzzled.
Now you know they’ll be one. Thousands
of people, people that you don’t even
know exist, are cashing in on the
unprecedented life you live. Well
That’s why you did this. To make
some money. Even Mrs. Loomis’s
whole eye for an eye fiasco at
least warrants some prestige.
Oh so wrong Sidney. Oh so very wrong.
The entire definition of your
character seems to have somewhat
Let the others free. I’ve done this
before. I win. I always fucking win!
Suddenly from behind Sidney a KNIFE comes ripping through her shirt and punctures the side of her left arm. Sidney screams...releasing the pain.
She turns around to see NEIL. He sends a round of aggressive laughter right to the soul of her being.
His whole father figure destroyed. His face releasing numerous years worth of pure hatred upon Sidney.
She holds her fresh wound...blood seeping through her clothes.
She looks at her father overwhelmed. So many thoughts rushing to her mind. Her eyes open like floodgates...tears storming down her face.
Call me NEIL.
Neil, her father, explains that he has nothing but hatred for her and her money. That he was fucking Caylee’s mother for years and that Caylee is also his daughter. His only sense of pride in life had been Roman’s hatred for Sidney.
He reveals Owen, stands him in between Mark and himself. The two of them slicing in and out of Owen, publicly killing him.
They attack Sidney, chasing her up the stairs.
Dewey shoves Gale and Caylee in a closet, barricading them from danger.
Neil finds Mark on top of Sidney, ready to make a lethal blow. Neil kills Mark, Sidney is his.
Sidney frees herself and makes her way back downstairs.
Neil follows and is killed at the hands of Caylee.
Sidney, Gale, Dewey, and Caylee survive yet another attack by The Ghostface Killer and find that the paths for them down this road of death is finally over...
OR IS IT.