Alright Guys! The moment you have been waiting for. The suspenseful finale to Scream starts now!

Dewey's jeep makes it's way down a long, winding road. Following behind them at a discreet distance is a huge shite newsvan. Dewey comes to the end of the road. They have arrived at Stu's house.

Dewey: Have a fun time girls.

Tatum: (getting out of the car) Will do!

Inside the house.

A big room with kids sprinkled throughout-smoking, drinking, etc. A stereo blasts while the TV airs around the clock killer coverage.

Tatum: Caterer's here.

The girls carry bags through a hallway that opens up onto an enormous kitchen. Stu and some guys are leaning over the sink drinking beer through a funnel.

Tatum: That's mature.

Stu: Where you guys been? We had to start without you.

Michelle and Drake approach them while Sidney slips off into the dining room.

Tatum: There's no fucking way your aunt and uncle out of the house.

Drake: They didn't…

Tatum: Huh?

Drake: I sneaked out.

Stu: Bold move my friend, bold move.

Michelle: Well, I'm glad you did Drake. I need you to be here with all this… shit going on.

Drake: I'll always be there for you babe.

Outside Stu's House

The newsvan pulls up and parks on the side of the road a few feet down from the front yard.

Kenny: What's the plan?

Gale: Prep the compact, we'll hide it somewhere inside and tape all of tonight's festivities.

Kenny picks up a video camera and hands it to Gale. She slides open the side door and steps out into the darkness, not seeing the figure that stands behind her. A hand grabs her shoulder, Gale's hearts stops as she spins around to find… Dewey.

Dewey: Evening ma'am.

Gale: Deputy…good evening.

Dewey: What brings you out to these parts?

Gale: You never know when or where a story will break.

Dewey: Not much story here. Just a bunch of kids cutting loose.

Gale: Then what are you doing here?

Dewey: Keeping an eye on things. Checking the place out.

Gale: Mind if I join you?

Dewey: Not at all.

Gale: Let me grab my jacket.

She leans in the van, grabs the camera from Kenny's hand, and throws it in her bag.

Inside Stu's living room.

Randy walks up to the guests with at least 20 videos.

Randy: I thought we'd make it a Blockbuster night.

Stu: Where'd you get those. I couldn't find them earlier.

Randy: I had them hid in the foreign section.

Sidney looks through the videos.

Sidney: The Fog, Terror Train, Prom Night, Halloween. How come Jamie Lee Curtis is in all these movies?

Randy: She's the Scream Queen.

Stu: With that set of lungs—she should be.

Michelle: Tits that's all that matters.

Randy: How many Evil Dead's

(a few hands go up)

How many HellRaiser's

(one person's hand goes up)

How many Halloween's

(the guest raise their hands and cheer)

Looks like its Michael Myers tonight.

The doorbell rings.

Stu: I got it. Tatum get another beer why don't yah. And for the rest of out "splendid guests"

Tatum: What am I? The beer wench.

Stu: (returning) Hey, guess who's here? It's that chick from Top Story. Gale Weathers!

They look up the hallway to see Dewey and Gale standing in the foyer.

Tatum: Dewey, Oh Dewey.

He comes over to her.

Tatum: What is she doing here?

Dewey: She's with me. I just wanted to check on things.

Every guy in the room is drooling over Gale. Even Drake can't help but stare.

Tatum: So you did. Now leave and take your media muff with you.

Michelle: I'll help you grab those beers if you want.

Tatum: Thanks. At least someone shows sympathy here.

They walk off.

Teen Girl: I watch your show religiously.

Stu: This must be big news to be on Top Story.

Gale: (sarcastically) Huge.

Teen Girl: Wanna interview us?

Randy: We could be like two grief stricken students and we'll say really nice things about our good friend who was slaughtered senselessly.

Stu: I can cry on cue.

Drake: Knock it off you to.

Gale quietly sneeks over to the TV where she slips it inside a compartment space.

Gale: Mission accomplished.

Dewey is having a side conversation with Sidney.

Sidney: Have they found my father?

Dewey: Afraid not.

Sidney: Should I be worried?

Dewey: Not yet.

Drake walks up to Stu and Randy.

Drake: Hey I have to go to the bathroom. Where is it?

Stu: Down the hall and to the right.

Drake: Thanks.

Inside bathroom.

Drake: (to himself) Man I'm drinking to much tonight.

Inside Garage.

The kitchen door opens and light floods the darkened garage. Michelle stands in the doorway searching for a light switch.

Tatum: Find it yet?

Michelle: Amost. Got it.

She also hits the garage door by mistake. Tatum and Michelle walk over to the refrigerator not seeing the kitchen door close behind them. They load up with as much beer as their hands can hold and head back to the kitchen. Michelle reaches for the knob. It's locked.

Michelle: Shit!

Tatum: (knocking) Hey, Shitheads! Hello.

Michelle hits the garage door with her elbow. They move toward the sliding door when suddenly the garage door resets and closes again.

Tatum: What the…

They spin around to see the killer. Immediately, the killer jumps out at Michelle stabbing her in the chest. Tatum just stands there for a second. The killer pulls the knife out and stabs again throwing Michelle's body to the side. Tatum does the only thing that pops into her head and she throws beer at the guy. Direct Hit! He stumbles backwards. She throws another one. Another hit right in the gut. Then a third try and hits the killer directly in the head. Knocking him down. She runs over to the garage door and tries to squeeze through the cat hole. It's no use she can't get herself completely through. The killer gets up from the ground at hits the garage door switch. Tatum stuck begins to rise upward. She Screams madly.

Tatum: Noooooooo

Tatum's arms and legs fly about violently as she tries to free herself from the door, but it moves to fast, carrying her up. She looks above to see where the door rolls back into garage rafters just as her neck hits the first beam, snapping instantly. The killer walks back through the kitchen. Nobody knows of the events that have just happened.