INT. APARTMENT BUILDING - 12th FLOOR - THE NEXT DAY

The same gloomy hallway we saw yesterday.

CAPTION: "FRIDAY: Day Two"

ANDREW enters frame, walking briskly and with purpose. He glances down at his wrist watch watch: 8:23 am. He looks back up, stops at Rachel's apartment, and just before he gets a chance to knock-

AIDAN (O.S.)
She talks about you.

He JUMPS, and whips around like lightening. Rachel's small, wide-eyed son is standing there, dressed and ready for school.

ANDREW
I'm sorry?

AIDAN
She talks about you a lot.

ANDREW
Is... is your mom Rachel Keller?

Aidan nods.

ANDREW
Your mom talks about me?

AIDAN
(shakes his head)
The little girl.

FLASH: Samara, in a church, staring at Andrew through the hair covering her face.

Andrew's noticeably disturbed. Aidan keeps staring up at him.

CUT TO

INT. STARBUCKS - AFTERNOON

A fairly busy cafe. Andrew and Aidan share a table, and they both look extremely out of place amongst the business men and women who usually frequent the place.
Andrew's nursing a coffee, and Aidan has a slice of cheesecake before him, but he's not touching it. Andrew's audio recorder is sitting on the table, it's on.

AIDAN
She said that she likes you, even
though you cheated.

ANDREW
What does she mean "cheated"?

AIDAN
(almost accusing him)
You didn't watch the tape all the
way, did you?

ANDREW
No...

AIDAN
She said that she doesn't like
the one who did.
(then)
Did you show it to somebody?

ANDREW
I didn't. Somebody showed themselves.

Aidan almost looks like he sighs with relief, but remains characteristically stoic.

ANDREW
Aidan, who is that girl? Did she make
the tape?

He nods.

ANDREW
Is she the one who kills you?

Again, Aidan nods.

ANDREW
How do you know all this?

AIDAN
She tells me. Almost everyday, she
tells me things.

ANDREW
Are you psychic?

AIDAN
That's what she says.

Beat.

AIDAN
(quietly)
Does she scare you?

Andrew flinches. CLOSE UP: the circular lid of his coffee cup.

ANDREW
Yes.

AIDAN
She doesn't mean to. Scare you,
that is. But even watching a little
bit of the tape... she needs to
show you things.

ANDREW
Why?

AIDAN
She wants you to understand.
(then)
She wants your friend to suffer.

ANDREW
Aidan, this is very important. You
have to tell her to leave Logan
alone. Can you do that?

Aidan furiously shakes his head.

AIDAN
It doesn't work like that. He has
to copy the tape and show it to
somebody else before he dies.
But Samara said he won't be able
to anymore.

ANDREW
Samara. Is that her name?
(Aidan nods)
And Samara said Logan won't be
able to copy it? Why?

AIDAN
I don't know. But she said... she
wants to do things differently this
time.

A chill runs down the back of Andrew's neck.

AIDAN
(a whisper)
She wants him to know what it
feels like.

CLOSE UP: Aidan's untouched cheesecake. A fly lands on it, and remains still.

CUT TO

INT. ANDREW'S KITCHEN - LATE AFTERNOON

Logan and Andrew stand in the center of the kitchen, in the middle of a heated argument.

ANDREW
What the hell do you mean you
destroyed the tape?!

LOGAN
(shocked, hurt)
I was doing the world a favour,
Andrew! The more people that
get their hands on it-

ANDREW
That was the only way to save
you! To make a copy! How the hell
else are we going to lift his fucking
curse?

LOGAN
Maybe we'll get lucky.

Andrew stares at him incredulously.

LOGAN (CON'TD)
Maybe this whole thing will turn out
to be some hoax, and next Wednesday,
I'll be chilling.

ANDREW
I don't believe you. How can you be so
la-dee-dah about this? I saw the look
on your face when you got that phone
call. You believed it too.

Silence. And then, a doorbell.

ANDREW
Ah, that's her.

He starts for the front door.

LOGAN
Who?

ANDREW
Your bestest friend in the entire world.

CUT TO

INT. ANDREW'S LIVING ROOM - LATER

The atmosphere is tense. ZELDA and LOGAN are sitting on the same couch, but at polar opposite ends. She looks really pissed off, while Logan looks really bored. The loud ticking of a grandfather clock fills the room.

After another beat, Andrew enters with a shitload of files and papers.

ANDREW
Sorry for the wait.

He sits down in front of the couch; Zelda and Logan join him.

ANDREW
These are things Aidan gave me.
Said his mom was gonna throw
them out...

CLOSE UP: The files in question are printed out articles, x-ray pictures, and stuff like that. Stuff Rachel was keeping in the first film.

ZELDA
How is this gonna help us?

ANDREW
Aidan just said to look.

Logan remains quiet. He picks up a nensha-ized xray, holds it up to the light.

LOGAN
Christ.

It's the familiar image of a barbie doll being poked and prodded with needles. Zelda reads off a folder label.

ZELDA
"Projected Thermography".
(beat)
This girl. She must've made these
with...

LOGAN
Her powers.

She looks at him.

ZELDA
That's one way of putting it.

There's still tension between them. Andrew tries defusing it.

ANDREW
Look, here.

CLOSE UP: A dirty, tattered looking SCHOOL ASSIGNMENT. It's a crayon drawing of several dead, bloodied horses. A "?" is the only indication of teacher marking.

LOGAN
Angry girl.

Andrew flips it over, reads some comments.

ANDREW
"Samara, please stay after school.
I want to talk to you about this
drawing."

His frow burrows.

ANDREW
So she went to a school?

Logan finds another drawing, and hands it to Andrew.

CLOSE UP: A drawing of a tree in the foreground, and a nice playground. Zelda rummages through the other papers, and comes across one entitled "WEEKLY REPORT".

ZELDA
"Samara's loneliness has affected
her ability to concentrate. I would
recommend, if this continues, that
she be transferred to a different
school that could address her
needs. Sincerely, Mrs. Cromwell."

LOGAN
When's it dated?

She glares at him for a split second.

ZELDA
November 7th, 1977.

Andrew takes the report, examines it.

ANDREW
"Macklin Public School"...

An idea begins forming in his head.

ANDREW
That's only a half hour away from Seattle.
We could go tomorrow.

LOGAN
How do you know this is what we're
looking for?

ANDREW
Well, there's this...

He points to a post-it note attached to the back of the report, with a message written on it in a child's scrawl.

"This is what you're looking for.
~A. Keller"