SCREAM 4...0.

SCENE: EXT. A CARDBOARD BOX - NIGHT. RAIN PELTS THE BOX, AND WE SEE THAT THE TAPE BINDING IT IS WEARING THIN. SLOW DELIBERATE FOOTSTEPS ARE HEARD APPROACHING, THEN A GLOVED HAND SLOWLY REACHES OUT TO THE BOX AND JERKS IT OPEN. SIDNEY PRESCOTT JUMPS UP IN THE BOX, POINTING A GUN AT THE INTRUDER.

SIDNEY: Freeze, mother fucker!
DEWEY: Woah! Sidney! It's me, calm down! Don't shoot!
SIDNEY: Dewey?
DEWEY: Yeah, shhh. It's okay. I just...

PAUSE.

SIDNEY: You just...?
DEWEY: Um, well... we were wondering where you were hiding out nowadays, and it has to be said... (disbelieving, offensive) a box!?!
SIDNEY: (weakly) You can't kill what doesn't have an address.
DEWEY: But-
SIDNEY: Shut up, Dewey. Why'd you come see me anyways? Has there been another murder? Lemme at 'em!

TRIES TO SCRAMBLE OUT OF THE BOX BUT DEWEY HOLDS HER BACK.

DEWEY: I see you've hardened to your way of life.
SIDNEY: Well, I mean, after about 100 different people trying to kill me over the years, you kinda get used to it. What's it been, 40 years since the first time in...
DEWEY: Woodsboro.
SIDNEY: Oh yeah that's it.
DEWEY: And we've still managed to keep our youthful looks!

BOTH PAUSE AND REFLECT.

SIDNEY: Oh, darn it, where are my manners! Come in, Dewey!

DEWEY STARES AT THE BOX.

DEWEY: Uh... maybe later... I got a date with Gale.
SIDNEY: What, you divorced again?
DEWEY: Yeah, but tonight is the 37th anniversary of when our first ever wedding. Romantic, huh?
SIDNEY: Uh... yeah. Well, I gotta go pop my corn, I'm gonna watch a movie tonight.
DEWEY: Oh yeah? What?
SIDNEY: Some dumb comedy, Three To Tango or something.
DEWEY: That sucks man! Matthew Perry is... Matthew Perry and with some weird girl stuck in the middle of him and this other guy.
SIDNEY: Well, maybe I'll watch Stab 28, I heard that one's got Shannen Doherty as the killer.
DEWEY: Well, I mean, which real killer was she playing?
SIDNEY: Oh... um... it was... hmm, who tried to kill me the 28th time? Um...? Oh! It was, um, what's she called, um, my great, great, grandmother. Yeah.
DEWEY: Oh yeah! She put up quite a fight!
SIDNEY: Yeah, so I'm watching that one.
DEWEY: Cool. Well, gotta go. Later, Sid.
SIDNEY: Bye.

HE LEAVES. SIDNEY LOOKS AROUND QUICKLY, THE RAIN HAS SOAKED HER. SHE DISAPPEARS INTO THE BOX. SUDDNELY THE SOUND OF A KNIFE BEING DRAWM IN HEARD AND GHOSTFACE RUNS PAST THE BOX. SIDNEY POPS OUT WITH THE GUN.

SIDNEY: Freeze, mother fucker!

SHE LOOKS AROUND. THERE IS NO ONE THERE.