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Fan Scream 5 Opening by P.L Bloucher
Fan Scream 5 Opening by P.L Bloucher
Opening Scene
By PL Boucher
STAGE MANAGER
Alright everybody, that’s great.
You can take a break, but don’t go
too far. We’ll be going live in
five minutes.
INT. BACKSTAGE
Amy makes her way backstage, passing more crew members.
AMY
’Scuse me, coming through!
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 2.
GALE
You tell Bruce that I’m not doing
another segment with animals. That
monkey almost ripped my top off
last time. There’s still some
things I don’t want to show on live
TV, y’know?
AMY
It was a koala.
AMY
I’m sorry, you’re right--
Gale suddenly lightens up.
GALE
Oh honey, I’m just messing with
you! Who do you think I am? Ellen?
Amy is relieved and smiles. The whole room too. Gale wraps
her arm around Amy and they walk to the set while chatting.
GALE
You’ve got to learn how to stand up
for yourself. Even when it’s
against your very powerful and very
gorgeous boss.
3.
Gale grabs the cup and takes a sip. She hands her the mic
pack and switches with Amy’s and clips it on.
GALE
You’re the best. And really? Still
with the "Ms. Weathers" crap?
AMY
Oh sorry. Gale.
GALE
Better. "Miss Weathers" is what the
network execs call me when I’m
renegotiating my contract.
The two women stop at the edge of the set. The gaggle of
assistants retreats and a male ANNOUNCER’s voice comes on.
ANNOUNCER (O.S.)
It’s Monday September 5th, live
from New York City, and you’re
watching "Good Morning with Gale
Weathers"!
AMY
Hm, around Joy Behar.
GALE
(playful)
Oh you, bitch.
ANNOUNCER (O.S.)
Now give a warm welcome to the one
and only Gale Weathers!
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 4.
GALE
Hey stick around after, I’ll grab
us some lunch from Fulci’s. My
treat.
AMY
Sure! That’d be super nice.
GALE
"Super nice". Do you see what
daytime TV has done to me?
Gale walks onto the set, confident and beaming. She waves at
the cheering audience and sits at her desk.
GALE
Hi everybody, so good to see you!
Hope you all enjoyed your weekend.
Yes, it’s Monday but it doesn’t
mean we can’t have some fun, can’t
we?
She has the audience in her pocket. They cheer again.
GALE
And boy, do we have a great show
for you today. From the new hit
series "Life Among Us", we have
Noah Black on the program.
INT. BACKSTAGE
Amy watches Gale work her magic, as if she was in the
audience herself.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 5.
PRODUCER
Hey, fangirl! You mind getting Noah
Black out of his dressing room? He
should be awake but he’s still
hungover.
AMY
Yeah sure.
PRODUCER
Don’t get too close, kid. He was
kind of grabby earlier.
AMY
Ah the glitz and glamour of
showbiz.
AMY
Alright, Mr. Black, I’m coming in.
You better not be trying to pull
some Louis CK shit.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 6.
AMY
What the fuck...
She approaches the mirror slowly. The closet door behind her
CREAKS open but she doesn’t notice.
Amy rubs the message, trying to remove it. She notices the
CLOSET DOOR OPENING further in the reflection.
She STOPS moving. Even holds her breath. Keeping her eyes on
the door’s reflection when it SLAMS OPEN and out comes--
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 7.
GALE
And this gentleman didn’t give us
his name so his story must be extra
embarrassing! You’re on ’Good
Morning with Gale Weathers’.
VOICE (O.S.)
Hello, Gale. It’s so nice to
finally talk to you.
GALE
So what were you up to this
weekend? Anything crazy?
VOICE (O.S.)
It was pretty uneventful, but I
gotta tell you, I’m having one
killer morning.
A hint of realization in Gale’s eyes. Could it be?
GALE
Oh, really? What happened?
VOICE (O.S.)
Well dear Gale, I never thought it
would happen to me but...I met a
girl! A pretty young thing. Tall,
feisty, redhead. As a matter of
fact, she happens to be working on
your show.
Gale’s expression darkens.
GALE
What are you talking about "on my
show"?
The mood in the studio gets heavier.
VOICE (O.S.)
I believe you know her. I wouldn’t
exactly call her a friend of yours.
I don’t think you have many of
those left alive by now, do you?
She must be your assistant then.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 8.
PRODUCER
(mouths)
What the fuck??
VOICE (O.S.)
Oh Miss Weathers, I’m crushed.
After all we’ve been through
together. You’d think you’d
recognize an old friend.
GALE
Listen, jackass. I don’t know if
this is a prank or if you’re trying
to go viral...Maybe you thought
you’d get your own hashtag for a
few hours-probably be your life’s
crowning achievement-but it’s
Monday and I’ve had enough of this
crap. Cut his feed!
She snaps her fingers at her off-camera producers.
VOICE (O.S.)
YOU CUT THIS FEED AND I’LL CUT
AMY’S THROAT FROM EAR TO EAR,
UNDERSTAND?
Gasps in the audience and a general unrest in the crowd.
MIKE
Stay calm, Gale. We still don’t
know if he’s serious. We’re trying
to find Amy.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 9.
JEFF
Security? We need a goddamn hostage
negotiator or something!
MIKE
Jeff! NOW!
He leaves in a hurry.
AMY (O.S.)
I was in the guest dressing room
and he attacked me--
VOICE
Ah ha that’s enough. Let’s not give
away all our secrets just yet.
10.
INT. BACKSTAGE
Gale goes against the stream of CREW MEMBERS leaving the
studio in a rush.
VOICE (O.S.)
Why would you want to risk your
life trying to save this little
whore? For all you know, we could
be in this together.
GALE
I don’t buy that. And I’m getting
pretty good at spotting you
psychos.
VOICE (O.S.)
That’s right, you were a reporter
once. How the mighty have fallen.
From ’Top Story’ to baking cookies
on a morning show. Was it worth
driving poor Dewey away, to a
painful and...brutal death?
GALE
You keep his name out your fucking
mouth!
INT. BACKSTAGE
Gale spots a C-stand in a corner and grabs it, brandishing
it as a weapon. She’s at the GUESTS DRESSING ROOM. The door
is slightly ajar.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 12.
GALE
Oh God Amy! Where is he?
AMY
BEHIND YOU!
GHOSTFACE POPS OUT from behind the door and launches himself
at Gale! She turns and SLAMS the C-stand on the side of his
head. The killer is thrown across the room, into a changing
panel, with a loud crash.
GALE
(to Amy)
Run! Get to the set, the cops must
be all over it!
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 13.
AMY
What about you?
GALE
I’ll be fine. Just go NOW!
Ghostface RUNS AT FULL SPEED towards Amy and swipes his
blade at her face! She dodges, and slides out the door. As
Ghostface gets back up, Gale HURLS A GLASS BOTTLE of perfume
right at his head.
GALE
Think I’m afraid of you? Just try
me, motherfucker.
She turns a corner and sees the STAGE LEFT entrance leading
to the bright GOOD MORNING set. A flash of relief across her
face as she runs to safety. Suddenly--
A SECOND GHOSTFACE ATTACKS HER, SLASHING HER THROAT
Amy gasps and brings her hand to her neck as blood pours out
of her mouth. Ghostface nonchalantly pushes her on the
ground.
She tries to scream out to the ’Good Morning’ set but a
sound barely comes.
Ghostface turns her over and leans in menacingly, inches
from her face. Amy stares into the dark pits of the mask,
terrified. The killer’s hand moves deliberately to Amy’s
waist. Her teary eyes follow the gloved hand.
Ghostface grabs Gale’s discarded mic pack from earlier. He
turns it on, adjusting a dial.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 14.
OFFICHER MARQUEZ
Freeze! Put the knife down!
OFFICER NICHOLS
Let go of her!
OFFICER NICHOLS
Miss Weathers are you ok?
He looks down at Gale. She’s lying on the floor, motionless.
Panic spreads across Officer Nichols’ face.
GALE
(weakly)
Nice shot, Dirty Harry. Can I get a
hand?
GALE
Yeah, yeah, I know.
Gale grabs the Ghostface mask by the chin and pulls it up to
reveal a MAN in his LATE TWENTIES. Average and unremarkable.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: 15.
GALE
Now, who the hell are you?
A LOUD FEEDBACK NOISE spews from the P.A. system. The
Officers and Gale wince. Then she realizes--
GALE
You guys found Amy, right?
They shake their head. Static on the P.A.
GALE
Alright Officer...
(reads his nametag)
Nichols. Come with me. You, stay
here and don’t take your eyes--
The killer hoists Amy up and SLAMS her on the metal railing
of the rafters above the studio.
16.
PRODUCER
People, try to remain calm please!
Abruptly, Amy’s screams STOP and with it, the noise from the
crowd. OFFICER NICHOLS and GALE run onto the set. She looks
up at the control room booth and yells--
GALE
Mike! Shut it down! There’s two--
Gale notices something and freezes. A few DROPLETS OF BLOOD
form on her hand. Coming from above. She barely has time to
look up when
AMY’S MUTILATED CORPSE FALLS FROM THE RAFTERS, HUNG BY THE
NECK
Gravity makes the corpse swing back into the TV wall. CRASH!
Glass shatters and sparks shoot out. Blood drips on the
shiny floor.
Audience members scream their heads off at the ghastly
sight. They run toward the exit in a panicked stampede, some
double over from the shock. Pandemonium.
Gale holds on to her desk to keep her knees from buckling.
We linger a few seconds on AMY’S CORPSE swaying, life having
completely left her and we SMASH TO THE TITLE.