SCENE NINE: CONTACT LIST
EXT. WESLEY COLLEGE – MIDDAY
*The van pulls up outside a large college. It is around midday the next day, and the sun is shining. Kirby and Emily hop out of the van, and turn to Maddie and Tom.*
KIRBY: We really can't thank you enough.
TOM: It's no problem…and I hope you find what you're looking for.
KIRBY: Me too.
TOM: Remember what we talked about, Emily.
EMILY: Don't worry, I will.
KIRBY: Where are you two going to go now?
MADDIE (dreamily): Wherever the wind takes us.
TOM (smiling): Life has a funny way of brining people back together…I hope to see you both soon.
KIRBY: And the same to you, Tom.
*Kirby and Emily wave as the van drives off. A shadow ducks behind the trees behind them, but they do not notice. Turning towards the College, Kirby takes a deep breath.*
KIRBY: Well…here we are, finally.
EMILY: W…What do we do now?
KIRBY: I was hoping you'd tell me.
EMILY: W…We look for him, I suppose.
*The two walk onto the grounds slowly, taking everything in. Behind the two, the shadow runs into a nearby building and out of sight. Emily looks at a nearby tree which has an inscription on.*
EMILY: Check these out.
KIRBY (reading): We plant these threes in memory of students lost in the Woodsboro tragedy…Daniel Gayle, Vanessa Noel, Michelle Blake, Cherie Stubbs, Steve Taylor…
EMILY: This one has been scrubbed out…
KIRBY: Tony Miller…the bastard. Guess they'd already put it up when they found out he was involved.
EMILY: What happened to him?
KIRBY: Adam betrayed him before the 'big reveal'…hung him in the same tree Casey Becker was killed in all those years ago.
MAN: Did you just say Casey Becker?
*Kirby and Emily spin around to find a broad shouldered man (John Krasinski) standing behind them.*
KIRBY: Yeah, I…
MAN: I'm sorry, I didn't mean to interrupt you…it's just; I don't see many people visiting these much anymore.
EMILY (blunt): Who are you?
MAN: I'm Scott Walker…a Professor here. And you are?
KIRBY: I'm…Amy Thomas, and this is my sister Gale.
*Emily looks at Kirby, and raises her eyes.*
SCOTT: It's very nice to meet you both…Amy and Gale.
EMILY: What do you t…teach here?
SCOTT (hesitating): Psychology.
KIRBY: You teach psychology? Were you here when...?
SCOTT: When…this…happened?
*Scott points to the tree in sadness.*
SCOTT: Yes, unfortunately. Tragic, really…so many young lives lost. In fact, I took Stewart Williams' old job after his untimely passing.
KIRBY: Did you know them well?
SCOTT: A few more than others…I always had Michelle in my Monday classes; bright girl she was.
EMILY: And what about Adam Carroll?
*Scott's eyes dart down at the very mention of the name; and some nearby students look over in interest.*
SCOTT: That is a subject that is a little…tender…here still. I'm sorry, but I have to…
*Scott moves to leave, but Emily grabs him by the arm.*
EMILY: We need to talk about him, sir.
SCOTT: I don't know what you want me to say!
KIRBY: There may be lives at risk…please…just hear us out. Please…
*Scott looks at the pleading eyes of the two, then relents.*
SCOTT: Very well…follow me.
CUT TO – INT. SCOTT'S OFFICE
*Scott leads the girls in and sits them down opposite his large desk.*
SCOTT: So what is this about?
KIRBY: We need information about Adam Carroll.
SCOTT: Why would you possibly need that?
KIRBY: I…well…
EMILY: We are constructing a profile on serial killers for our criminology c…class. They wouldn't be happy with us coming to an r…rival College for information, but we figure its w…worth the risk.
SCOTT (eyes narrowed): And what kind of information are you seeking?
EMILY: Anything you can give us on Adam's College days.
SCOTT: Ah. Mr. Carroll was a unique student. Certainly not one that you would expect would turn into a cold blooded killer…but I suppose you can never be too sure about people, hmm?
*Scott raises his eyebrows at Kirby, who looks slightly unnerved.*
KIRBY: I suppose not.
EMILY: Who did he hang out with?
SCOTT: He was a very popular boy…had a very close group of friends here. Killed most of them, mind.
KIRBY: Most?
SCOTT: Well…not everybody could make the trip.
EMILY: Was he close with these other students?
SCOTT (reluctantly): Well…
EMILY: Any information you can give us would be appreciated.
SCOTT: There were a few more that he was very fond of.
EMILY: Is there any way that they could be contacted?
SCOTT: I don't think that would be possible.
EMILY: W…Why not?
SCOTT (sweating): The College does not allow for us to hand out the contact details of our students willy nilly. It's a privacy issue…so I can't, I'm sorry.
EMILY: Can't? Or won't?
SCOTT: Can't.
*There is an awkward silence as Emily and Scott stare each other down.*
KIRBY: Look, I'm sure we can come up with some agreement.
EMILY: No. We're done.
*Emily stands up and exits the room. Kirby stands up, and smiles at Scott with uncertainty.*
KIRBY: Thanks for your help.
*Kirby exits the office and closes the door. As soon as she is gone, the visibly distressed Scott picks up the phone and dials a number. We can only hear his half of the conversation.*
SCOTT: It's Professor Walker. I just had an interesting conversation with two young ladies of the exact description you gave to me when we met. Yes, they asked about Adam Carroll…and yes, they asked to see the 'contact list'. No, I told them it was against College policy to hand out the information. The only copy remaining is safe with me, don't worry. You want to meet again? Where are you? Here…now?
*The door slowly opens, and Scott looks up in horror. Standing there is Ghostface, phone in one hand and knife in the other.*
SCOTT: Jesus…
*Ghostface slams the door behind him.*
CUT TO – EXT. COLLEGE GROUNDS
*Kirby catches up to Emily, who is skulking around outside the building.*
KIRBY: What was that all about?
EMILY: Adam wouldn't come back here…look around. What he did is plastered everywhere…this would be the first place the FBI would look.
KIRBY: So we're back to square one!
EMILY: Not exactly. That man knows more than he said.
KIRBY: How do you know that?
EMILY: He kept looking at the filing cabinet near his desk. I'd bet anything that he has contacts in there that can help us.
*Emily moves to head back to the office. Kirby does as well, but Emily shoos her away.*
EMILY: Stay here, Kirby. Stealing is a one girl job.
CUT TO – INT. SCOTT'S OFFICE
*Emily slowly opens the door and enters the seemingly empty office. The curtains are closed, and it is now dark. She makes her way to the filing cabinet and thrusts it open.*
EMILY (to self): C…Come on…come on…
*The first two compartments are empty, and Emily slams them in frustration. She opens the third, and screams. Staring back at her is Scott's severed head, eyes rolled back into his head. She backs away against the desk, on which the phone begins to ring. She slowly stands up and answers it.*
EMILY: Hello?
GHOSTFACE: Well, well…seems Emily Carroll is the girl with nine lives. Didn't I kill you already?
EMILY: Guess you did a pretty shitty job of it.
GHOSTFACE: Such an aggressive comeback…you really are like your brother, aren't you?
EMILY: Why don't you fight me and find o…out?
*Emily grabs a letter opener off the desk and begins to search the room.*
GHOSTFACE: You overestimate your importance to me. I have what I need…what you need…and I'm on my way to Adam…and Sidney. Maybe after I kill them I can come after you…and that blonde bitch in the parking lot.
EMILY: Bring it on, a…asshole.
*Emily hangs up the phone and throws it away. Looking through the rest of the files, she is annoyed to find that there is nothing of interest there.*
EMILY (yelling): Fuck!
*Emily turns to the desk, where Scott's computer remains on. Opening his emails, she heads to the 'outbox' and scrolls down. It stops on an outgoing email which subject reads 'A. Carroll Contact List'. She smiles and presses print, and a whirr comes from a small room to the side.*
EMILY: Coming after you, m…mother fucker.
*Emily runs to the small room and throws open the door. She screams as Scott's headless body falls down onto her, and she pushes it away.*
EMILY: N…Not a good time to lose your head.
*She giggles and moves to the printer, but Ghostface lunges out from the darkness and slices at her. She screams and dodges, trying to get back into the main office. Ghostface grabs her leg, but she kicks out and knocks him off. She heads to run, but remembers the paper. She jumps over Ghostface and grabs the sheet, but turns around to find Ghostface holding the knife and standing tall.*
EMILY: I'm...I'm not afraid of you.
*Ghostface moves to kill her but suddenly he falls to the ground. Kirby stands behind him with Scott's computer over head, breathing heavily.*
KIRBY: You OK?
EMILY: I am now.
*Emily rushes to Kirby and moves to take off his mask.*
KIRBY: Be careful.
EMILY: He's out cold…
*Before she can unmask him, he grabs her arm. Kirby screams and grabs Emily away from his grasp and the two run from the office and back outside. They run to the trees, and hide behind them.*
KIRBY: Scott?
EMILY: Dead.
*Emily holds up the list and smiles.*
EMILY: But it won't be in vain.
END SCENE