EXT. MINNEAPOLIS CONVENTION CENTER
OCTOBER 25TH
A SMALL LINE OF PEOPLE ARE WAITING OUTSIDE THE CONVENTION CENTER - MOST OF THEM LOOK LIKE PRESS BUT SOME ARE CLEARLY STUDENTS AND A FEW OTHERS JUST PEOPLE DRESSED IN CASUAL CLOTHES
ONE SMARTLY DRESSED WOMAN IS HOLDING HER HANDBAG TIGHTLY AS SHE TALKS TO A YOUNG MAN CARRYING A CAMERA - HER NAME IS BIANCA WILLIAMS
BIANCA:
WISH THEY WOULD OPEN THE DOORS ALREADY
CAMERA MAN:
THEY'RE PROBABLY JUST RUNNING LATE
AMANDA AND SUSAN JOIN THE END OF THE LINE
AMANDA: (LOWERS HER VOICE)
SO WHAT EXACTLY DID THIS GUY DO
SUSAN:
... YOU'LL FIND OUT EVENTUALLY
BIANCA LOOKS TIRED, AGITATED AND SLIGHTLY NERVOUS
INT. MINNEAPOLIS CONVENTION CENTER
INSIDE THE CONVENTION CENTER, DOCTOR LOOMIS IS STANDING AT THE PODIUM READING THROUGH HIS NOTES, DEBRA IS TO HIS LEFT WHILE TWO SECURITY GUARDS ARE STANDING NEAR THE DOORS
THE MANAGER OF THE BUILDING WALKS THROUGH TO THE STAGE AND GLANCES ACROSS TO LOOMIS
MANAGER:
READY
LOOMIS:
YEAH SURE
THE MANAGER NODS TO THE SECURITY GUARDS - WHO IN TURN OPEN THE DOORS - LETTING THE JOURNALISTS, STUDENTS AND ONLOOKERS INTO THE CONVENTION CENTER - BIANCA, AMANDA AND SUSAN INCLUDED
AMANDA AND BIANCA BOTH FIND SPOTS IN THE FRONT ROW - SUSAN SITS ONE ROW BEHIND THEM - AMANDA TURNS TO HER
AMANDA:
THERE'S A SEAT RIGHT HERE
AMANDA GESTURES TO THE SEAT BESIDE HER
SUSAN: (LOWERS VOICE)
I KNOW, I KNOW
SUSAN GLANCES OVER AT BIANCA THEN BACK AT AMANDA AND HURRIEDLY SHAKES HER HEAD - AMANDA LOOKS CONFUSED FOR A SECOND THEN DISMISSES HER STRANGE FRIEND
A YOUNG WOMAN WITH RED HAIR AND FRECKLES, AROUND EIGHTEEN OR NINETEEN YEARS OLD SITS DOWN BESIDE AMANDA - SHE IS PLAYING WITH THE KEYS ON HER PHONE - SHE LOOKS OVER AT AMANDA
WOMAN:
THE RECORDER ON THIS THING IS GARBAGE BUT I FIND IF I RUN IT THOUGH REALPLAYER AND HAVE MY HEADPHONES ON I CAN JUST ABOUT MAKE OUT THE USUAL MONOTONE VOICES OF WHATEVER BORING, MONOTONE PEOPLE ARE HOSTING THESE THINGS
AMANDA:
I TAKE IT YOU DON'T LIKE THESE SNOOZE FESTS
WOMAN:
NOT REALLY... THE SITE I WORK FOR DOES THOUGH
THE WOMAN HOLDS OUT HER HAND
WOMAN:
VANITA BROCK
AMANDA SHAKES THE YOUNG WOMAN'S HAND
AMANDA:
AMANDA BENTON
VANITA:
YOU HERE WITH THE TRIBUNE
AMANDA NODS AND LOOKS BACK AT SUSAN
AMANDA:
WE'RE BOTH HERE WITH THE TRIBUNE
VANITA:
COOL WELL IF YOU WANT TO
UP AT THE PODIUM, LOOMIS ADJUSTS THE MICROPHONE NEARER TO HIS FACE
LOOMIS:
1, 2 CAN YOU ALL HEAR ME ALRIGHT
VANITA TURNS TO AMANDA BEFORE PRESSING A BUTTON ON HER PHONE
VANITA:
HOLD THAT THOUGHT
LOOMIS:
NOW WE'RE ALL HERE TODAY TO TALK ABOUT THE ACTIONS OF A MAN... A DISTURBED INDIVIDUAL BY THE NAME OF AL FREDRICKSON, WHO IN 1979
BIANCA LOOKS JITTERY, HER HAND SLIPS INSIDE HER BAG - AMANDA NOTICES THIS AND PUTS HER HAND INSIDE HER OWN HANDBAG
LOOMIS:
TOOK THE LIVES OF EIGHT PEOPLE
BIANCA REMOVES HER HAND FROM HER BAG - REVEALING A SMALL PISTOL, SHE STANDS UP AND TAKES AIM AT LOOMIS
BIANCA:
YOU DON'T HAVE THE RIGHT TO TALK ABOUT THEM, YOU HACK
AMANDA ADJUSTS HER SEAT UP A LITTLE
AMANDA: (WHISPERING TO VANITA)
GET DOWN
VANITA LOOKS OVER AT AMANDA - SEES THAT SHE HAS HER HAND FIRMLY IN HER HANDBAG AND SLOUCHES DOWN IN THE CHAIR
AMANDA DRAWS A STUN GUN FROM HER HANDBAG - AIMS IT AT BIANCA AND PULLS THE TRIGGER - A CABLE SHOOTS OUT FROM THE STUN GUN AND ATTACHES ITSELF TO BIANCA'S CHEST - INSTANTLY BIANCA FALLS TO THE GROUND - THE GUN FALLS OUT OF HER HANDS AND SHE STARTS SHAKING UNCONTROLLABLY
LOOMIS LOOKS OVER AT AMANDA - HE NODS AT HER, SLIGHTLY SHAKEN UP
INT. MYERS HOUSE - UPSTAIRS HALLWAY
THE SUN IS GOING DOWN AND INSIDE THE MYERS HOUSE A NOISE CAN BE HEARD - THE THUMP, THUMP, THUMP OF BOOTS ON WOOD, THE NOISE SEEMS TO BE COMING FROM MICHAEL'S ROOM AND THEN IT STOPS
THE DOOR TO MICHAEL'S ROOM STARTS SHAKING SLIGHTLY AS THE DOOR HANDLE IS PRESSED DOWN UPON FROM THE OTHER END
THE DOOR CREEKS OPEN AND THE SHAPE OF A MAN EMERGES FROM WITHIN - HE IS WEARING RIPPED AND DANK COVERALLS THAT LOOK LIKE THEY HAVE BEEN WORN FOR NEARLY A YEAR, HE CLOSES THE DOOR BEHIND HIM AND WALKS DOWNSTAIRS
INT. DR SAM LOOMIS OFFICE
OCTOBER 26TH
LOOMIS IS SITTING BEHIND HIS DESK FILLING IN SOME PAPERWORK, SOMEONE KNOCKS ON THE DOOR - LOOMIS LOOKS UP
LOOMIS:
COME IN
THE DOOR OPENS AND AMANDA ENTERS THE ROOM
AMANDA:
YOU WANTED TO TALK TO ME
LOOMIS:
YES, WELL I WANTED TO THANK YOU FOR WHAT YOU DID YESTERDAY
AMANDA:
NO SWEAT DOC, ALL PART OF BEING A CITIZEN WITH A STUN GUN... DID YOU KNOW WHO SHE WAS, THAT WILLIAMS WOMAN
LOOMIS:
NOT UNTIL THE POLICE TOLD ME, TERRIBLE THING... HER HUSBAND AND HER SON WERE BOTH KILLED BY THAT MANIAC
AMANDA NODS
AMANDA:
WELL IF THAT'S ALL DOCTOR, I'VE GOT A LIVE MANIAC I HAVE TO PREPARE FOR
LOOMIS:
THAT'S JUST IT AMANDA... I WANT TO HELP YOU
AMANDA:
I DON'T NEED HELP... MICHAEL IS ALIVE AND I AM GOING TO END THIS
LOOMIS:
FINE... BUT I WOULD LIKE TO COME WITH YOU
AMANDA:
WHY
LOOMIS:
YOU OFFERED ME THE CHANCE TO MAKE SOME PROGRESS AND THOUGH I ADMIT, I DON'T BELIEVE MICHAEL IS ALIVE... I WOULD LIKE TO COME WITH YOU TO HADDONFIELD, TO HOPEFULLY END THAT CHAPTER OF MY LIFE, PROPERLY THIS TIME
AMANDA:
... MEET ME AT MY APARTMENT, IT'S 232 NORTH CEMERO STREET AT 9AM ON MONDAY, THAT'S WHEN I'M LEAVING
LOOMIS NODS AS AMANDA TURNS AND LEAVES THE ROOM
INT. MYERS HOUSE - BASEMENT
THE NOISE OF BOOTS ON WOOD CUT THOUGH THE DEAD SILENCE OF THE BASEMENT AS THE FIGURE OF THE DISHEVELED MAN IN COVERALLS - MICHAEL MYERS DESCENDS INTO THE BASEMENT
THE BODIES OF THE SMALL ANIMALS FROM BEFORE ARE GONE, PRESUMABLY DISPOSED OF BY MICHAEL
MICHAEL WALKS OVER TO THE WOODEN TABLE THAT HAS THE TWO DOCUMENTS ON IT - HE HOLDS ONE OF THE FILES UP AND LOOKS AT THE PICTURE OF AMANDA CLIPPED TO IT - HE STARES AT THE PICTURE FOR AT LEAST SEVERAL SECONDS BEFORE FORCING HIMSELF TO LOOK AWAY AND OVER AT THE MASK
MICHAEL LIFTS THE MASK UP AND LOOKS DEEP INTO ITS EMPTY EYE HOLES BEFORE FINALLY TURNING IT AROUND AND PUTTING IT ON
INT. DR SAM LOOMIS OFFICE
LOOMIS IS SITTING AT HIS DESK, USING HIS LAPTOP - ON SCREEN ARE MULTIPLE FILES MARKED M. MYERS - LOOMIS CLICKS ON ONE MARKED NOVEMBER 2009
THE LOOK ON LOOMIS' FACE IS ONE OF DISGUST AS HE SEES PICTURES OF THE WOUNDS ON MICHAEL'S BODY - STAB WOUNDS, A MACHETE WOUND THAT HAS BEEN STITCHED UP, BULLET WOUNDS
SOMEONE KNOCKS AT THE DOOR - LOOMIS LOOKS UP, STARTLED
LOOMIS:
COME IN
DEBRA OPENS THE DOOR
DEBRA:
I'M JUST GOING TO LEAVE FOR THE NIGHT, SAM
LOOMIS: (SLIGHTLY SHAKEN)
ALRIGHT HAVE A GOOD ONE
DEBRA:
ARE YOU ALRIGHT
LOOMIS:
YEAH, YEAH WHY
DEBRA:
YOU JUST SEEM A LITTLE...
LOOMIS FEIGNS A SMILE
LOOMIS:
JUST DOING SOME RESEARCH
DEBRA LOOKS OVER AT THE LAPTOP - REALIZING WHAT LOOMIS MEANT, SHE NODS
DEBRA:
DON'T WORK YOURSELF TOO HARD... NIGHT SAM
LOOMIS:
NIGHT
INT. MYERS HOUSE
IN AMANDA'S DREAM - THE LITTLE BOY DRESSED AS A CLOWN WIPES HIS BLADE ON HIS COSTUME AND WALKS OVER TO THE AJAR BASEMENT DOOR
YOUNG AMANDA:
MICHAEL
THE 5 YEAR OLD AMANDA MYERS WALKS OVER TO MICHAEL
YOUNG AMANDA:
CAN YOU FIND DADDY?
THE 10 YEAR OLD MICHAEL NODS AND OPENS THE BASEMENT DOOR COMPLETELY, HE WALKS DOWN INTO THE BASEMENT
AMANDA: (SCREAMING)
NO!
