SCENE TWELVE: CLUB SANDWICH

*The scene begins in the club, where the music continues to pump and the dancers continue to dance. 'Alice Practice' by Crystal Castles begins to play as a dark figure moves out of the shadows of the club and onto the dance floor, making a bee-line towards Penny, who is still sitting at the bar looking fidgety. The figure fingers the knife in his pocket as he gets closer and closer. Just as the figure is about to reach Penny, Rah slides in and blocks him out.*

RAH: Well, hello…

PENNY: Excuse me?

RAH: What's a pretty young thing like yourself doing alone in a place like this?

PENNY: I'm waiting for somebody.

RAH: How do you know it isn't me that you've been waiting for your entire life?

PENNY: Are you the guy who called me?

RAH (can't believe his luck): Yeah, that's right! Of course it's me…I'm so glad you came.

PENNY (winking): I haven't yet.

RAH: Damn!

PENNY (smiling): I was so worried you were going to stand me up…it's nice to meet you, Mr…?

RAH: Uh, I'm Greg. Greg Chalmers.

PENNY (flirting): And how did you get your hands on my number, Mr. Chalmers?

RAH: Baby, please. Greg's got moves. Here, I got you a drink…two drinks.

*Rah hands Penny the other two drinks, clearly intended for Adam and Jess, and takes out his phone to text Adam. Stacey is dancing awkwardly by herself in the middle of the club, looking around for Adam and Rah. She spots Rah at the bar, and moves towards him. She stops when she see's he is chatting up Penny. She slinks back, annoyed. A remix of 'Murder on the Dance Floor' begins to play.*

STACEY: Alone, again. Fuck my life!

*Stacey turns around and tries to leave the dance floor, but has trouble making her way through the throngs of bouncing people. She bumps straight into somebody, and begins to fall until the person catches her. Stacey laughs at herself, but the smile is quickly replaced by a look of confusion and pain.*

STACEY: I'm so sorry! I…I…I…

*The figure slides the knife out of her chest, and quickly stabs her a few more times. She tries to scream, but can't. She slowly dies on the dance floor. The figure picks her up, and begins to carry her out. The crowd around them cheer and wolf-whistle. In the distance, Adam stumbles out of the toilet area, concealing his wounds from the crowd. He looks up and spots the figure carrying Stacey out, and he waves sadly. Rah runs up to him suddenly.*

RAH: Dude, you mind getting yourself home tonight? Hit it off with a major hottie.

ADAM: Sorry?

RAH: You aiit, man?

ADAM (distracted): Fine…you go, have a good time. I think I might just head on home.

RAH: No worries. I'll see ya tomorrow, big cheese.

*Rah waves, and bounds away through the crowd. Adam gingerly makes his way towards the exit, and manages to hail a taxi and gets inside. When inside, he takes out the engagement ring, which is now covered in blood. He begins to cry as rain begins to fall outside.*

*Back at the apartment, Kirby sits opposite Emily on the kitchen table with an obvious awkwardness in the air.*

KIRBY: You still haven't told me what you were doing in my apartment.

*Emily looks at Kirby with her typical smugness.*

KIRBY: If you're homeless, there are shelters, you know. You don't need to be a little creep and follow me around everywhere. I'm not like other girls I know…used to know…I don't want stalkers…I don't want fans. I just want to be left alone, ok? Talk to me!

*Emily continues to smirk. The two are interrupted by a knock at the door. Kirby cautiously opens it to find Dewey standing there.*

KIRBY: Dewey? What are you doing here? Oh God, who's dead?

DEWEY: Hi, Kirby. Nobody! I'm…just in town, thought I'd pop in and say hi.

KIRBY: Just 'popped in' to New York? What's really going on?

DEWEY: Sidney has been leaving me messages. The last one…was a bit concerning. I thought it was about time I come up and check that she's OK.

KIRBY (taken aback): Wait…Sidney is in New York?

DEWEY: You didn't know?

KIRBY: I had no idea! What the hell is going on?

DEWEY: I only wish I knew.

*Dewey enters the room, and spots Emily.*

DEWEY: Who's that?

KIRBY (shrugging): You tell me. She's been hanging around the neighbourhood for days…broken in here a couple of times too.

DEWEY (concerned): You need to get better security…I mean, if she can get in…then who's to say that…

*Dewey trails off.*

KIRBY: What were you going to say?

DEWEY: Nothing.

KIRBY: There's another killer, isn't there?

DEWEY: How did you know?

KIRBY: It's all over the news, Dew. Somebody sent in a video of Vanessa Noel getting window-ed back in Woodsboro. They reckon it's the same killer, trying to finish what he started.

*Emily is listening intently, leaning in closer on the couch.*

DEWEY: That would explain why Burke, Martha and Joel are all dead.

KIRBY (scared): So he's taking out the loose ends. Does that mean we're next?

DEWEY (sadly): We'll probably be on the shopping list. But you'll be OK as long as you stay near me and Sidney, once we find her. And Adam…where is he?

*Emily snorts, and Kirby looks at her in disgust.*

KIRBY: He's out with a few friends.

*Dewey grins, and takes a seat.*

DEWEY: Sounds like he's doing his penance. I was in the dog-house a fair bit with Gale when she was still…my wife. What did he do? Eat all the macaroni? Leave his shorts all around the house? Leave the toilet seat down?

KIRBY: He…proposed.

DEWEY (delighted): Wow! Congratulations!

KIRBY: Don't get too excited. I didn't accept.

DEWEY (shocked): What! Why? I thought you two were going great?

KIRBY: It wasn't the proposal; it was the way he proposed. It's…a long story.

DEWEY: I thought you said he was eccentric. I thought you said you liked that about him.

KIRBY: I like a lot of things about him.

DEWEY: Then what's the problem? You can ask me anything, Kirby. I'm clearly the resident expert about healthy marriages around here.

KIRBY (laughing): I don't want to talk about it, OK? Can we please just go five minutes without talking about Adam?

*Suddenly, the door swings open, and a wide-eyed Adam stumbles in. Kirby jumps in shock, and Dewey rises of the couch. Adam is holding his arm still, trying to conceal the dripping blood from Kirby and Dewey.*

DEWEY (nodding): Adam.

ADAM (shocked): Dewey! What are you doing here?

KIRBY (sarcastically): Nice way to welcome our guest.

ADAM: Sorry, Dewey. I…

*Adam's voice trails off as his eyes leave Dewey and fall upon Emily, who smiles in Adam's direction. Adam's mouth falls open as he stares at her.*

DEWEY: What is it?

ADAM (shocked): Emily?

KIRBY: You know her?

ADAM: She's…she's…she's my sister.

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