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INT. WOODSBORO HIGH – SAME
BREE and DANNY stand outside the AUDITORIUM. The door has been taped off.
DANNY
We shouldn't be here.
BREE
Relax.
DANNY
We're gonna' get caught.
BREE
No we won't.
DANNY
May I remind you that this is an official crime scene?
BREE
No you may not. If you don't want to be here, Danny, then go. I can do this with or without you. It's your call.
DANNY hesitates. He looks around, his eyes shifty.
DANNY
Alright. Just hurry up.
BREE steps up to the entrance. She pulls the police tape away from the door frame.
BREE
Oops. Look what happened. Guess there's no turning back now, huh?
DANNY doesn't answer. He cautiously peers over his shoulder.
DANNY
Did you hear that?
BREE
What?
DANNY
I just heard something.
BREE steps in to the AUDITORIUM.
BREE
No you didn't.
DANNY
I swear!
He follows her in. It's dark.
BREE
You're paranoid.
DANNY
I'm not paranoid.
BREE
Paranoid!
DANNY
I swear to God, if we get caught…
BREE
For the last time, we're not gonna' get caught! Jesus.
They make their way down the aisles of seats and towards the stage. BREE pulls out a camera from her bag.
DANNY
She's gone
BREE
Of course she's gone, Sherlock. You think they're just gonna' leave her strung up over night? They've gotta' bury the girl
DANNY
Like you care
BREE
You're right. I don't.
BREE hops up on the stage and starts taking pictures of the crime scene. She angles the camera up at where the body fell from and SNAPS a picture.
BREE
(CONT'D)
This is perfect! Okay, hear me out. I wanna' run a story on the slain girls – no sympathy shit – let's stick with the movie angle. Shit, what was the name of that movie?
DANNY
What movie?
BREE
The one where that girl gets killed on the roof of her apartment and smashes down from the sky light.
DANNY
'SUSPIRIA'
BREE snaps her fingers.
BREE
That's the one. Can you pull a photo from that scene? It's perfect
DANNY
I don't get you, Bree
BREE stops shooting with the camera. She turns toward DANNY.
BREE
What?
DANNY
I don't get why you act like such a bitch.
BREE
It's not an act, believe me.
DANNY
Still –
BREE
(INTERRUPTING)
Stop right there; I've heard enough. I'm not here to be liked, Freckles. Am I sad that three girls are dead? Sure, I guess. But why should I let that stop me from making it front page news of the school paper? I'm not fucking Mother Theresa
DANNY
Right. I just don't see why you have to drag Kirby into all of this.
BREE
Why shouldn't I? She's the perfect jumping off point for my story.
DANNY
She's a nice girl, Bree. She's been through a lot.
BREE
Cry me a river. Who hasn't?
DANNY shakes his head. He gives up.
DANNY
That's it. I'm done. I don't wanna' do this anymore. I'm off the paper.
BREE shrugs her shoulders. Carries on taking pictures.
BREE
Suit yourself.
DANNY stares at her incredulously.
DANNY
You know what…
BREE lets out an exasperated sigh. Her shoulders sag. She turns toward him. DANNY'S voice trails off.
DANNY
Forget it. I'm outta' here.
DANNY backs away from the stage and makes his way through the auditorium, just in time to see PRINCIPAL TATE enter the auditorium, her arms folded across her chest.
PRINCIPAL TATE
What the Hell is going on here?
BREE is startled. Completely lost for words.
BREE
Principal Tate, I…
DANNY
I was just leaving.
PRINCIPAL TATE steps out of the way to let DANNY pass. He gives one last glance over his shoulder at BREE before exiting through the main doors.
PRINCIPAL TATE turns her eyes back to BREE. Caught red handed.
PRINCIPAL TATE
Well?
BREE steps down from the stage. She looks sheepish.
BREE
I was taking pictures. Y'know, for the school paper?
PRINCIPAL TATE
Oh! You were just taking pictures for the school paper. Well if I'd have known that I would've made sure to have left Mandy up there so you could've taken her best angle.
BREE smiles awkwardly when PRINCIPAL TATE suddenly explodes with rage.
PRINCIPAL TATE
ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!
BREE is completely taken aback.
PRINCIPAL TATE
(CONT'D)
She was your classmate! She had friends! A family. They all did! You kids need to stop treating this like a fucking Science Fair! They're dead, Bree! Three girls are dead.
BREE
I… I'm sorry.
PRINCIPAL TATE brings a hand to her mouth. She is fighting back tears.
PRINCIPAL TATE
Give me your camera.
BREE
But I –
PRINCIPAL TATE
Now!
BREE reluctantly hands the camera over to PRINCIPAL TATE.
BREE
I didn't mean to cause any trouble.
PRINCIPAL TATE
Go. Just leave.
BREE
Mrs Tate –
PRINCIPAL TATE
GO!
BREE bites her tongue. She leaves the auditorium.
PRINCIPAL TATE lets out a sob. She stops. Composes herself.
She straightens out the hem of her skirt before walking out of the auditorium.
She locks the door behind her. Her hands shake. She's not taking this very well.
A DOOR SUDDENLY CLOSES SOMEWHERE BEHIND HER!
PRINCIPAL TATE whirls around.
PRINCIPAL TATE
Hello? Is someone there?
No reply.
She continues on her way down the corridor, a little more shaken than before. She passes through an empty classroom when…
BAM! A DARK FIGURE LEAPS OUT OF THE DOORWAY AND KNOCKS HER OFF HER FEET!
PRINCIPAL TATE lets out a SCREAM as she hits the tiled floor. Her glasses fly off and smash on to the ground.
She lies in a tangled mess with none other than GHOSTFACE!
He's already on his feet before PRINCIPAL TATE even has time to react.
HE PULLS OUT A KNIFE!
PRINCIPAL TATE
NO!
She kicks out her leg to knock the blade away. Her foot connects with GHOSTFACE'S arm, but it only just seems to anger him even more!
With his other free hand he GRABS PRINCIPAL TATE'S leg and then SINKS THE BLADE DEEP INTO HER THIGH!
PRINCIPAL TATE SCREAMS BLOODY MURDER AS HE TWISTS THE BLADE IN DEEPER!
She lashes out again, lying on her back with both legs kicking in the air. HER FOOT CONNECTS WITH HIS FACE!
It stuns him for a second, knocking him back.
PRINCIPAL TATE struggles to her feet, wincing in pain at the stab wound in her leg. She places a hand over the bloody wound and makes ready to run for it when…
GHOSTFACE LUNGES FORWARD AND PULLS HER BACK BY HER HAIR!
IN ONE SWIFT MOVEMENT, PRINCIPAL TATE STUMBLES BACKWARD WHILE GHOSTFACE SLICES HIS RIGHT ARM UP THROUGH THE AIR AND INTO THE LOWER HALF OF PRINCIPAL TATE'S JAW!
There's a sickening CRUNCH as the blade makes impact.
PRINCIPAL TATE'S eyes are wide, her mouth half open. We can vaguely see the blade through her open lips.
Blood drips from the side of her mouth.
GHOSTFACE snatches the blade out from under her chin. Her knees give way. She buckles forward.
GHOSTFACE is left keeping her upright by her hair.
He looks down at her dead body for a moment, before tossing her to the side.