Scream/Transcript

WARNING! This script may contain strong language and mentions of violence. It also includes spoilers, so do not read this if you have not seen the film. Also, it's still under construction.
(The film begins with a title card which says "SCREAM", the film's title. A telephone ringing can also be heard, accompanied with a heartbeat and woman screaming. Transition to the telephone that's ringing, until it is picked up by a hand, which belongs to a young blonde girl with innocent blue eyes named Casey Becker.)
Casey: Hello?
Man: Hello.
Casey: Yes?
Man: Who is this?
Casey: Who are you trying to reach?
Man: What number is this?
Casey: What number are you trying to reach?
Man: I don't know.
Casey: Well, I think you have the wrong number.
Man: Do I?
Casey: It happens. Take it easy.
(She puts the phone back on the receiver and walks away, until seconds later, the phone rings again, getting her attention. She walks back to it and picks up the phone again.)
Casey: [sighs] Hello?
Man: I'm sorry, I guess I dialed the wrong number.
(It's the same voice that called her again. She sighs with a little grin on her face.)
Casey: So why'd you dial it again?
Man: To apologize.
Casey: You're forgiven. Bye now.
(She's about to put the phone back on the receiver until the male voice speaks up.)
Man: Wait, wait! Don't hang up.
Casey: What?
Man: I wanna talk to you for a second.
Casey: [scoffs] They've got 900 numbers for that. See ya.
(She puts the phone back on the receiver, and then walks out of the shot.)
(It cuts to a nighttime sky, and pans down to Casey's house. It's quite peaceful out here.)
(It then cuts to a stove being turned on, and Casey puts a Jiffy Pop stovetop popcorn on the stove, until a phone would be heard ringing. She groans in disappointment, picks up the phone and answers it.)
Casey: Hello?
Man: Why don't you wanna talk to me?
Casey: Who is this?
Man: You tell me your name, I'll tell you mine.
Casey: [scoffs] I don't think so.
(She then shakes the popcorn for a while, until it gets the caller's attention.)
Man: What's that noise?
Casey: Popcorn.
Man: You're making popcorn?
Casey: Uh-huh!
Man: I only eat popcorn at the movies.
Casey: Well, I'm getting ready to watch a video. (She puts the popcorn down back on the stove.)
Man: Really? What?
Casey: Oh, just some scary movie.
Man: You like scary movies?
Casey: Uh-huh.
Man: What's your favorite scary movie?
Casey: Uh, I don't know.
Man: You have to have a favorite. What comes to mind?
(She thinks for a while, until something comes to her mind.)
Casey: Um, "Halloween"! (She lifts up a kitchen knife from a wooden knife block.) You know, the one with the guy in the white mask who walks around and stalks babysitters?
(She lets go of the knife, putting it back in the knife block.)
Man: Yeah.
Casey: What's yours?
Man: Guess.
(She leaves the kitchen, walking to the lounge room, leaving the popcorn on the stove.)
Casey: Um, "Nightmare on Elm Street".
Man: Is that the one where the guy had knives for fingers?
Casey: Yeah, Freddy Krueger!
Man: Freddy, that's right! I like that movie. It was scary.
Casey: Well, the first one was, but the rest sucked.
Man: So, you got a boyfriend?
(She lets out a giggle. It seems like he's starting to flirt with her.)
Casey: Why, you wanna ask me out on a date?
Man: Maybe. Do you have a boyfriend?
Casey: Hmm... no.
Man: You never told me your name.
Casey: Why do you wanna know my name?
Man: 'Cause I wanna know who I'm looking at.
(She gives a surprised look after hearing what he just said.)
Casey: What did you say?
Man: I wanna know who I'm talking to.
Casey: That's not what you said.
Man: What do you think I said?
(She turns on the patio lights, and has a look around outside the window.)
Man: What?
(Nobody is out there. It's all quiet.)
Man: Hello?
Casey: [sighs] Look, I gotta go. (She turns off the patio lights, and locks the door.)
Man: Wait! I thought we were gonna go out.
Casey: Uh, nah. I don't think so.
Man: Don't hang up on me!
(She's hung up already. She then walks back to the kitchen. Cut to the popcorn still popping, but seems like it might catch on fire. Cut back to Casey walking to the kitchen, until her phone starts to ring again.)
Casey: Shit...
(She answers it again.)
Casey: Yes?
Man: I told you not to hang up on me.
Casey: What do you want?
Man: To talk.
Casey: Well... dial someone else, okay?
(She hangs up again, and continues to walk the kitchen. Before she gets the popcorn, the phone rings again. This is where things get real messy. She answers again.)
Casey: Listen, asshole---!
Man: [angry and threatening tone] No, YOU listen, you little bitch! You hang up on me again, I'll gut you like a fish, understand?!
(Those words have shocked her. She's scared now.)
Man: [laughs sinisterly] Yeah.
Casey: Is this some kind of joke?
Man: More of a... game, really.
(She takes a few steps back, as if she has the feeling that she's being watched.)
Man: Can you handle that... blondie?
(Casey runs straight to the front door, locking the other doors before making it to the front door, locking it and looking through the window.)
Man: Can you see me?
(Cut back to Casey.)
Casey: Listen... I am two seconds away from calling the police.
Man: They'd never make it in time. We're out in the middle of nowhere.
Casey: [voice breaking] What do you want?
Man: [menacingly] To see what your insides look like...
(Those threatening words have made her feel like she's about to cry. She hangs up, puts the phone down and walks away from the frontdoor. Suddenly, a doorbell is heard ringing. Casey screams in fright as that sound frightened her.)
Casey: Who's there...? Who's there?! I'm calling the police!
(She grabs the phone, attempting to call the police, but it rings again. She lets out another scream and would answer the phone.)
Man: You should NEVER say "Who's there?". Don't you watch scary movies? It's a death wish! You might as well just come out here to investigate a strange noises or somethin'.
(UNDER CONSTRUCTION)
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