INT. MASTERS RESIDENCE- CLOSET
Both Jake and Kate are tied up in the closet. Kate has been trying to scream for help, but her screams are muffled underneath the tape covering her mouth. Jake has been working on trying to cut through the ropes keeping his hands tied together. Whoever had knocked them out hadn't taken his pocket knife from him, which he had been able to maneuver out of his pocket, onto the floor and finally behind him and into his hands.
After getting their orders at the coffee shop, Jake had followed Kate back to her apartment, ready to work with her assembled task force on finding the killer. But when they got there, Ghost Face had been in the apartment, waiting for them. They were lucky to not be dead.
INT. MASTERS RESIDENCE- LIVING ROOM
Like the kitchen, the living room is still fully furnished. There's a TV and an entertainment stand in the corner, a couch facing the tv. There's a bookshelf full of books. A nice rug on the floor. Hanging on the wall are a collection of deer antlers. Mr. Masters had been an avid deer hunter. There are so many antlers mounted on the wall that they almost take up one whole wall from ceiling to floor.
The four teens stand in the living room. They had just ran from the kitchen all the way down the long hall. They had almost made it out of the house. But then Brie's secret started to come out.
Logan, Marie, and Whitney stand close to the front door. Brie stands closer to the hallway, still looking shameful.
I guess I gotta come clean.
Logan looks the most hurt of everyone. This was the ultimate betrayal. Even worse than when his best friend, Joey had turned out to be a killer. But now, Brie was a killer too?
You bitch. I knew you'd been acting weird all day.
Whitney had been keeping an eye on Brie ever since they had met up at Riley's house earlier. She'd been acting off. At first she had thought it was because her and Logan had been fighting (Marie told her), but then she started being down right hostile and weird.
Marie is speechless, like Logan. Brie was her best friend. Why would she be telling someone what they were up to?
Whitney scrolls up through the messages, reading more of them. Brie had messaged the number earlier this morning, telling whoever it was that Riley and Caleb were meeting at the Queensport Mall and what kind of vehicles they would be in. She shows this message to the others.
You told them where Riley and Caleb would be? You're the reason Wesley died?
Let me explain!
Logan finally breaks his silence.
What's going on here, Brie? You're one of the killers?
Brie looks genuinely hurt by what Logan has said. This confuses Logan even further. If she were the killer, he highly doubted she would be upset at him asking her.
No, I'm not the killer!
Who is it you've been messaging?
It's the killer…
Look, they told me if I didn't help them that they would kill you, Logan. And my family. And then me. They were going to take everything away from me if I didn't help them!
Bitch! We're all gonna die now! It looks like whoever the killer is, they aren't going to keep their promise to you!
No! He told me if I helped him that he wouldn't kill Logan! Or me! He's going to let us live!
What about the rest of us!?
Brie starts crying. She knew that they weren't going to understand. But maybe Logan, at least, would understand. She moves towards him, slowly. Reaches out a hand.
Tell me you understand why I did this… Please…
Logan looks sick. He doesn't say anything. Instead, he takes a step away from her. This makes her cry even more.
Whitney has been reading messages this whole time, coming to one from Brie that tells the killer that Whitney was taking Savannah home, and that Savannah's parents were out of town. She was the reason that Savannah had died. Rage flares in her.
Whitney punches Brie in the face, knocking her flat on her back. Dust flies up from the floor when Brie hits it. Marie grabs hold of Whitney, keeping her from continuing her assault on Brie. Whitney drops the phone in the process. Logan picks it up, reading what Whitney had just read.
Brie slowly sits up, rubbing her cheek. Slowly, she climbs to her feet.
Ok, I probably deserved that.
You deserve a hell of a lot more than that, you stupid cunt! You're the reason Savannah died! Why everyone died!
No, not everyone. They approached me yesterday. After Logan was attacked at Food Town.
Whooptie Fuckin' Doo!
So, if you've been messaging the killer, who is the killer?
Brie doesn't answer right away. She takes a few steps back from the other three. She looks conflicted. Like she knows, but doesn't want to tell them. After a moment of choosing her words, she speaks.
It's my step brother.
Everyone looks confused. Especially Logan. He had no idea that she had a step brother. But this Q and A is about to get cut short.
Caleb appears behind Brie, in the hallway. Before anyone can say or do anything, he stabs Brie in the back, making her scream in pain. She falls backwards, into him, looking up at him. She opens her mouth to speak, but no words come out.
Caleb smiles down at her, yanking the knife from her back. Brie falls to the floor in a heap.
Well, well, well, what have we here?
Marie, Whitney, and Logan all stand together next to the front door, looking surprised at this development. Logan had mixed emotions. He wanted to rush to Brie's side. To help her. But he was also very upset with her for what she had just revealed to them. She might as well have been one of the killers.
Caleb…? You're the killer?
Brie's step brother.
Surprise! I'm the killer. But, I'm not her step brother.
So why are you doing this?
Do I really need a motive? I mean, is a motive really going to make this easier for you to deal with or something? (beat) Well, I do have one. I was killing people for Riley. Because I loved her. But she didn't return my feelings. Actually, she was really kind of a bitch about it. So I killed her too. Oh, I also had a little bit of a monetary motive as well. After this is all over and done, we'll be famous. The only survivors of the brutal murders that have haunted Billings for so long. My partner and I are going to get our fifteen minutes of fame! Maybe we'll even get to portray ourselves in Stabbed 2!
So who is your partner?
Here he comes now.
Before anyone can ask another question, the front door flies open and in comes GHOST FACE. The three teens gasp in horror as he sinks a knife into Whitney's shoulder. Whitney screams in pain.
Logan grabs a picture from the wall, smashing it over the killer's head. This causes the killer to violently rip the knife out of Whitney's shoulder. Whitney and the killer fall to the floor. Marie pulls Whitney to her feet.
Lets' get the fuck out of here!
But where were they going to go? Ghost Face blocked the front door and Caleb was blocking the hallway exit. Maybe out the living room window?
Logan seems to be thinking this as he starts to head for the window next to the television in the corner of the room. Whitney follows behind him, Marie behind her. But suddenly, Ghost Face tackles Marie to the floor, preparing to stab her.
Whitney turns back, kicking the killer in the chest, sending him sprawling off her. She's about to help her to her feet, but suddenly a loud bang! sounds through the room, and Whitney jerks violently, hitting the wall and falling to the floor.
Logan and Marie both turn towards the source of the sound, seeing Caleb holding a gun, smirking again. He had shot Whitney.
You son of a bitch!
Marie runs towards Caleb, Logan trying to stop her, but she shoves him away, determined to get to Caleb.
Caleb sets down the gun, brandishing his knife for this fight. Logan takes note of the gun, ready to make a run for it, but suddenly Ghost Face is in front of him, holding his knife to his neck. Logan backs against the wall, Ghost Face moving with him, keeping the point of the knife against his neck.
Marie reaches Caleb, trying to punch him, but he dodges. He sinks the knife into Marie's side, making her cry out in pain. Before he can remove the blade, Marie elbows him in the face. He cries out, stumbling backwards. The knife clatters to the floor.
Marie tries to grab the knife, but Caleb punches her in the face, knocking her backwards. He places a hand on each of her shoulders, shoving her backwards as hard as he can. Towards the wall full of deer antler mounts.
Marie flies backwards hard, getting impaled through the chest by one of the antlers on one mount. The antlers stick out about 6 inches through her chest, blood red.
She coughs up blood. Slowly, she brings both of her hands up towards her chest, looking down at the antler sticking through between her breasts. She looks back up at Caleb, a look of shock and pain on her face. After a second, she slumps forward. Her eyes and mouth are wide open. She's gone.
Caleb picks up both the knife and the gun, walking over to join Ghost Face and Logan.
Now that their out of the way, we can get down to real business.
Ghost Face nods, pulling off the mask to reveal-
INT. MASTERS RESIDENCE- CLOSET
Jake has finished cutting through the ropes that bound him. He tears the tape off of his mouth. Kate notices this, trying to say something to him.
Shhh. I'm gonna untie you too. But you have to promise not to go running out there just yet. They put us in here for a reason. I bet anything they'll come back for us soon. And when they do, we can get the jump on them.
Kate nods in agreement as Jake begins to saw through her ropes.
INT. POLICE STATION
Waylon sits at a desk, typing up a report on a drunk driver. He keeps periodically checking his phone. He hadn't heard from Michelle in some time. Something was giving him bad vibes.
Suddenly, a loud commotion from the front doors of the room alerts Waylon. Looking up he sees Officers Kincaid and Mercer standing in the doorway, a look of panic on their faces. He gets up and makes his way over to them.
What's going on?
Those damn kids snuck out of the house!
INT. MASTERS RESIDENCE- LIVING ROOM
I have a name, you know.
Logan seems to ignore this statement. He looks down at the knife tip still pressed against his neck. Lance looks at it for a moment too, before taking a step back, taking the knife off of Logan's neck.
Caleb, the gun?
Caleb nods, aiming the gun at Logan's head. Lance takes off the Ghost Face robe, tossing it to the floor. Caleb hands the gun to Lance, who puts it in a holster on his waist.
Logan looks from Caleb to Lance. These two were the killers. But why?
Why are you doing this?
You wanna know why? What if I told you it's because Nick Palmer was my cousin?
What? Joey? And you're related to Brie too?
That's right. My mother married her father. I'm her step-brother. The two of us were really close. She really looked up to me. She knew what I was up to. That I was the killer. I knew she wouldn't tell anyone if I told her not to. If I threatened the people she loved. I can't believe she actually believed me when I told her I wouldn't kill you. But it worked in my favor. She really helped Caleb and I out.
Logan can't help but remember the look of desperation on Brie's face when she was untying him. And when she was trying to explain herself.
So you're killing people to get revenge for Joey?
You see, my motive is pretty simple. Good old-fashioned revenge. You killed my cousin. Now I'm gonna kill you. And if that's not good enough, you're good for nothing father killed my mom's sister and another cousin of mine. Is that motive good enough for you?
But why did you kill everyone else? Why didn't you just come after me!?
Well, I wanted to finish taking out people who were associated with the original killings. Savannah, John, Whitney, Josh, and you of course. Caleb wanted to kill Callie and Wesley. April was just in the right place at the wrong time. And of course, Riley was unappreciative of what Caleb did for her.
You sick fucks….
And why did you leave messages at some of the crime scenes?
Well, leaving messages at the crime scene created even more buzz about the killer. 'The killer is judging people'. 'Is this some sort of judgement day/ religious killer'? It helped make us seem more fearsome.
What's the end game? You're never going to get away with this.
That's where you're wrong. We've got this whole thing figured out.
Caleb and I never killed anyone. You see Logan, you became mentally unstable after your best friend turned out to be a psychopath. You lost your grip on reality, decided to finish what he started. You went on a killing spree, leaving cryptic messages at the scene of the crime. You even went so far as to try to make the police think that the killer was a family member of Nick's.
Lance and Caleb look pleased with themselves. Logan looks confused with what they have told him.
Did you forget that the two of you attacked me at work? There's camera footage of the two of you attacking me! How would I be the killer if two people dressed as Ghost Face attacked me?
We've got that figured out too. Jake and Kate were your partners. You had them attack you at work to lure suspicion off you. Jake loves to film things. Which is why he filmed all of the murders.
Lance looks to Caleb who nods, holding up his phone for Logan to see. There's footage of the killer's POV stabbing Savannah repeatedly. Logan looks away from the footage, feeling sick.
And Kate's motive is obvious. She's a dumbass reporter who wants to make it big. She helped you and Jake with the killings so that she'd have news to report on and catch the killers in the end. She'd be famous. Hell, maybe she'd get to play herself in Stabbed 2.
But unfortunately for the three of you, Lance and I were able to outsmart you. We killed the three of you and escaped. Lance and I will go back to our daily lives, the two survivors of the Billings Murders.
Speaking of Jake and Kate, can you go get them and bring them out?
Caleb nods, disappearing out of view and into the hallway. Logan watches him disappear down the hallway. Lance watches him watch Caleb walk away, smirking.
How do you think it's gonna end? Are you ready to die?
Logan looks Lance in the eyes but doesn't say anything. He's not ready to die. Not anymore. He owed it to everyone to stop these two killers. And right now he's trying to come up with a way to stop them. And it looks like he might have a little help on the way.
As if she could somehow hear his thoughts, Brie slowly climbs to her feet, shakily. She tries to be as quiet as possible. The knife wound to her back wasn't deep. It hurt, but it could've been worse. She'd been lying on the floor listening to the events unfolding.
Looking over at Logan, she raises a finger to her lips. He couldn't give her away.
She'd heard what Lance had said about using her. And she realized that she was a fool for ever trusting him. But maybe she could still make it right. If she helped stop them. Now seemed like the best opportunity. While only one killer was in the room.
Looking around, she grabs a vase off the nearest table, sending dust flying through the air.
Caleb walks up to a closet door. Lance had told him Jake and Kate would be in here. Kate had supposedly been putting together a task force to find the killers. Lance had been waiting in her apartment when the group had came over. He took them captive, then took care of Michelle, after pretending to have been murdered.
He grabs the doorknob, turning it.
As the door opens, he is greeted with the tip of an umbrella hitting him square in the chest. He cries out in pain as he hits the wall on the opposite end of the hallway.
INT. LIVING ROOM
What the hell was that?
Lance turns towards the hallway, getting greeted with a vase to the head from Brie.
Jake steps out of the closet, ramming the umbrella tip into Caleb's stomach. Caleb gasps in pain, falling to the floor. He drops the knife in the process.
Kate comes running out of the closet, looking up and down the hallway. She sees the front door and makes a run for it.
Kate, come back!
The two of them had made a plan to fight the killers together. But now she was running away.
While Jake has his attention turned to Kate, Caleb is able to grab the knife and gain the upper hand. He shoves Jake against the wall, stabbing him in the side.
INT. LIVING ROOM
Lance slashes the knife at Brie, just missing her. Logan takes this opportunity to grab a shard of the vase and stab Lance in the shoulder blade. Lance cries out in pain, elbowing Logan in the stomach.
Logan falls to the floor, a fresh cut on his hand from gripping the shard of vase so hard.
Brie grabs hold of Lance's wrist, trying to wrestle the knife from his hand. Logan climbs to his feet, grabbing hold of the shard of glass in Lance's shoulder and twisting it. Lance screams, his grip on the knife loosening. Brie finally manages to get the knife from him. Logan reaches for the gun in the holster on Lance's waist, managing to pull it out, but Lance hits him in the face with his elbow, causing Logan to drop the gun. The gun goes sliding across the floor.
Lance is about to go after it, but Brie holds the knife to his throat.
Not so fast, you bastard.
Logan can feel blood pouring from his nose. Lance must've broken it.
Come on Brie… don't do this. We're step sibling, remember?
That was before all of this. Before you used me. You turned me into a killer. The least I can do is make you pay!
At this moment, Kate comes stumbling into the room. She looks from Lance to Brie to Logan.
Kate! Holy fuck! I'm so glad you're alive. These two are the killers!
Kate looks stunned. Logan and Brie? And was it Caleb that she had seen in the hallway? The three of them were the killers?
Kate, this isn't what it looks like!
Kate- you can stop them, like you wanted to. There's a gun on the floor right over there!
Kate looks in the direction that Lance is pointing, seeing a gun lying on the floor near the front door. If she got it, she could maybe hold these two at bay. Jake was dealing with Caleb. She could stop the killers.
Logan and Brie share a look. Logan nods. He's gonna make a run for the gun.
But so is Kate.
And Kate beats him to it, picking up the gun and training it on his forehead.
Back the fuck up, asshole.
Kate, come on! You're making a mistake here!
Shut up! I can't believe you'd kill everyone after what you went through. (looks at Brie) And you, you helped him!? Drop the knife!
Brie looks from Lance to Kate. She keeps the knife on Lance's throat, ready to slash him.
Drop the knife or I'm gonna blow your boyfriend's brains out!
Brie sighs heavily. She takes the knife off of Lance's throat, letting go of it. The knife clatters to the floor. In the blink of an eye, Lance stoops to the floor, grabbing the knife. He stabs Brie in the stomach, all the way to the hilt of the blade.
Brie coughs up blood, slumping forward. Lance rips the knife out, bringing it down again, this time in Brie's chest.
Kate is shocked at what Lance is doing. She falters, taking the gun off Logan. Logan doesn't waste any time crossing the room, catching Brie in his arms as she falls towards the floor. He kneels on the floor, cradling her in his arms.
Brie looks up at him, a look of shock and pain on her face. Her eyes are wide open.
Please don't go…don't go…don't leave me….
I'm… I'm sorry…for what I did…
She goes limp in his arms. Her eyes stare up at the ceiling, seeing nothing. Logan trembles, still holding her.
Lance crosses the room to join Kate. Kate looks from him to Logan, a look of confusion on her face.
Give me the gun, Kate. We need to finish this. Now.
Kate seems to think about it for a moment. She shakes her head. Lance looks angry.
Let's try this again. Give me the gun.
Lance takes a step towards her. She brings the gun up, aiming it on his forehead.
What are you doing?
It's not them. It's you. You're the killer.
Lance starts to take another step towards her.
What're you gonna do? Shoot me?
At this moment, Caleb walks back into the room.
Well, that was a mess.
Kate turns to look at Caleb, giving Lance his chance. He slashes out at heer with the knife, slashing her on the side of the face. She drops the gun and Lance kicks her in the chest, knocking her into a bookshelf which falls on top of her.
Lance picks up the gun.
How'd they get loose?
I don't know. But they're both taken care of. I knocked Jake out again.
Perfect. Now lets' finish this once and for all.
Lance and Caleb both turn to the corner of the room, ready to finish off Logan. But he's gone. Brie lays on the floor, her eyes now shut.
Don't just stand there! Go find him!
Lance begins to throw the furniture in the room, clearly pissed at what a shit-show his plan had turned into. Caleb looks around, noticing the set of stairs that lead upstairs. He moves across the room, climbing the stairs two at a time.
INT. SECOND FLOOR LANDING
As Caleb climbs to the second-floor landing, he looks around for where Logan could've went. He stands at the star of a long hallway with doors on both sides. But a door about halfway down stands ajar. Caleb smirks, heading towards it.
As he comes to the door, he pushes it the rest of the way open, looking inside.
It's a bedroom. It looks like the bedroom of a teenage boy. Skull posters and movie posters hang on the walls. He steps into the room, looking around some more. He looks under the bed, but no one is there.
He moves to the closet, sliding it open. Nothing. He begins to push through the clothes hanging on the rack, but there's clearly no one in there.
He backs out of the closet, sighing heavily.
Where the fuck is he?
Right behind you, asshole.
Logan appears behind Caleb holding a toilet tank cover in his hands. Caleb turns just in time to be smacked directly in the face with the tank cover. It makes a sickening sound as it makes impact with his face.
Caleb stumbles backwards, his nose a bloody mess. There's also a big red gash above his left eyebrow. He dropped the knife. Logan follows him, smacking him on the opposite side of the face with the tank cover.
His face is bloodier now, with several more gashes on the right side of his face. Logan takes a final swing at him, hitting him under the chin. This causes his mouth to slam shut, breaking several of his teeth. He falls backward, right through the window behind him.
He goes crashing through the window, flailing about as he plummets to the ground, landing right on his head. The impact breaks his neck, killing him.
Logan looks out the window, down at Caleb's dead body.
Hope you had a nice trip, asshole.
Lance is throwing some of the furniture in the kitchen around, still looking for Logan. But he had just heard the loud sound of glass breaking upstairs. He listens for a moment before heading towards the stairs.
As he rounds the corner into the living room, he's greeted with a slash across the face from Logan, using Caleb's knife.
Lance cries out in pain, backing away from Logan. The knife cut him right underneath one eye and over the bridge of his nose.
Logan takes another swing at him, but he manages to dodge. Lance pulls the gun up, aiming to fire. Logan, acting fast, grabs Lance's wrist and jerks his arm upwards. He fires the gun, blowing a hole in the ceiling. Logan knees him in the stomach, making him drop the gun.
But Logan forgot that he also had a knife. And at this moment, Lance stabs Logan in the stomach with the knife.
Logan drops his own knife. Lance yanks the knife out. Logan places a hand over his stomach wound, looking down at it. He falls to his knees, looking up defeatedly at Lance.
Looks like this is the end. Any last words?
(spits on Lance's shoe) Fuck you.
I'm gonna enjoy killing you.
Lance kicks Logan in the face, sending him sprawling to the floor on his back. He falls on top of him, placing both hands firmly around Logan's neck. He's going to choke him to death. Logan struggles to get him off of him, but it's to no avail.
It feels as though he's starting to lose consciousness. He had to do something quick, or he'd be gone. Looking around, he sees the gun a few feet away on the floor. He starts to reach for it, but it looks like it's going to be too far away. But the tips of his fingers touch it. He tries to pull it closer.
Lance continues to choke him, tightening his grip now. Logan loses his grasp on the gun, letting out a strangled gasp. He can't let this be the end. He reaches for the gun again, this time pulling it close enough to grab it.
He brings it up, hitting Lance in the side of the head with it. Lance topples over, off Logan. Logan stumbles to his feet slowly, turning to train the gun on Lance, but he's not there.
Logan slowly moves down the hallway, towards the kitchen. He has the gun out in front of him, ready to fire. Just before he comes to the kitchen entrance, Lance pops out from behind the corner, knife raised and ready to strike.
Logan fires the gun. Lance cries out in pain, falling backwards and knocking over the kitchen table in the process. He's not moving. He doesn't get up. He doesn't make a sound.
Logan sighs in relief.
He makes his way down to the living room, stopping to pick up the knife on the floor in the process. As he enters the living room he can't help but look at the carnage around him. He can't look at Brie's body lying in the corner. He's standing there in silence when suddenly someone places a hand on his shoulder, making him jump.
Whoa! It's just me. Sorry man…
Jake has a giant red stain on the shoulder of his shirt. Blood is caked on the side of his face.
Logan looks at him for a moment, sighing. Jake looks around at all of the bodies in the room. Marie. Whitney. Brie. Kate.
Are they all dead?
I think so…
Jesus… we need to call the police.
Logan nods in agreement. But he can't stay in this house. He needs to get out of it now. He picks up Whitney's phone, which is laying on the floor a few feet from her body. He opens the front door and disappears out it. Jake follows after him.
EXT. MASTERS RESIDENCE- FRONT PORCH
Logan makes his way down the steps, looking around. The log cabin sits on top of a hill. The grass is very tall, as it hasn't been taken care of in over a year.
Sirens can be heard close by. The police knew they were here?
I guess we don't have to call the police anymore, huh?
The two boys take a few more steps down the hill. Then in the blink of an eye, a bloody fist hits Jake in the face, sending him to the ground and rolling down the hill. Logan turns in the direction the fist came from, shocked to see Lance standing before him.
Lance tackles Logan to the ground, punching him in the face several times. He raises his own knife above his head, finally ready to finish Logan off.
Next time you shoot someone, you should make sure it doesn't just grave their shoulder. But wait, there won't be a next time.
The cop cars come into view, stopping at the bottom of the hill. Waylon, Kincaid, Mercer, and a bloody Hoffman are among the cops that get out of the cruisers. They all have their guns out, ready to fire.
There won't be a next time-for you!
Logan stabs Lance in the chest with his own knife. Lance gasps in shock and pain, looking down at the blade sticking out of his chest. A red stain begins to form around the wound. He slowly falls off of Logan, landing on his back in the tall grass.
He's dead. His eyes are permanently open, staring up at the dying sunlight. His hand is still gripped firmly around his knife. The other knife is still stuck in his chest.
Logan looks at him for a moment before climbing to his feet.
Hands in the air now!
Logan lifts his hands above his head, slowly. They tell him to slowly make his way towards them.
[ANGLE ON LANCE'S HAND, GRIPPING THE KNIFE]
His grip becomes tighter.
[ANGLE ON LOGAN TAKING SLOW STEPS TOWARDS THE COPS]
Lance jumps to his feet, screaming angrily. Logan turns towards him, caught off guard.
Logan wastes no time ducking to the ground as the cops open fire on Lance, shooting him five or six times in the torso and twice in the face. The knife falls out of his hand as his body is flung backwards violently like a ragdoll.
He's really dead now.
Logan slowly climbs to his feet. He's covered in blood. From the wound on the side of his head that has caked blood all down that side of his face, to the bloody broken nose, to the bloody stomach wound. He'd lost a lot of blood.
And he was starting to feel the effects of it.
As he tries to make his way down the hill he stumbles, hitting the ground hard and rolling the rest of the way down.
His vision was starting to go blurry around the edges. Was this it for him? Was he dying?
[FADE TO BLACK]
THREE WEEKS LATER
[FADE IN ON BILLINGS HIGH SCHOOL]
EXT. BILLINGS HIGH SCHOOL- PARKING LOT AND FRONT LAWN
The parking lot is completely full. Today was a big day for the Class of 2018. It was Graduation Day.
Standing on the front lawn of the school is Kate Walsh and Jake Grey. Jake is recording her. Kate has a microphone and is wearing a lovely red dress. Her hair is done up all nice.
We're coming to you from Billings High School, where the class of 2018 is getting ready to walk across the field and receive their diplomas. This is a big day for them. As you can see behind me, the whole town of Billings is coming together today to celebrate with the graduates. Among the class of 2018 walking across the field today are Logan Fields and Whitney Wilson, two of the survivors of the Billings Massacre. Today is a happy day, but it's also going to be a very emotional one. The graduating class has planned a tribute to their classmates that didn't make it here. And to the underclassmen that also tragically lost their lives.
Kate was referring to Casey Sanders, Summer Anderson, Savannah Hall, Natalie Franzel, and James Rogers in this years graduating class. And for next years class she was referring to Riley Evans, Marie Grimald, Callie Hanson, Wesley Jones, and April Taylor.
Jake gives Kate a thumb up, lowering the camera. She gives him a big smile.
After everything started to settle down, Kate had asked Jake to be her new camera man. She knew that he loved doing podcasts and Facebook live streams. She also felt a little guilty, having brought him to her apartment and gotten him attacked by Lance and Caleb. All of his friends in his graduating class were left and his other friends were graduating today. He was definitely having a rough time. So if she could help ease the pain a little by letting him do some filming for her, she was going to do it.
How was it?
You did good, but I'll let you review the footage in case you want to have a redo.
Jake holds out the camera for her. She makes her way across the lawn, taking the camera from his hands. But instead of looking at the footage, she eyes him curiously.
How're you holding up?
Jake doesn't answer right away. He looks around at the parking lot, vehicles still pouring in. He looks across the street to the football field, where the ceremony would be held, at all the people walking in to find a seat in the stadium. Finally he looks up to the school buildings themselves.
… I just feel weird being here without all of my friends. We had all made plans to come with Brie and cheer on Logan and his friends. And now it's just me.
Kate watches him closely for a moment.
I know it's hard, Jake. But you're not alone. You have a family that cares about you, Logan, Whitney, and Josh. And me. We'll all be there for you. We'll be there for each other.
Jake gives her a half-hearted smile. No actual reply.
[CAMERA PANS ACROSS TO THE FOOTBALL FIELD ENTRANCE, "TOOTHBRUSH" by DNCE plays softly]
Standing at the entrance are Waylon Burke and Michelle Harris.
Michelle had been found in the back of the reporter van that had chased and caused Whitney to wreck at the Masters' house. She had suffered multiple stab wounds and lost a large amount of blood. They had rushed her to the hospital for a blood transfusion where she almost died. But somehow she had pulled through.
She had been shocked to learn that Lance Greene and Caleb Yates were the killers. She had thought Lance was dead when she went to Kate's apartment, but he had tricked her. If she had just checked his pulse…
And Brie had been involved in it as well. That was what had really floored her.
With the killing spree behind them now, Michelle and Waylon had started a romantic relationship. They hadn't made it public yet, as it would probably look unprofessional for a sheriff to be dating a deputy. But they would make it public when they were ready.
Looking around, there were cops and security officers everywhere.
We've got a lot of security here today. Is it really necessary?
After everything this town has ben through, it's completely necessary.
Waylon nods in agreement. Michelle had been personally invested in the Ghost Face murders that had rocked Billings for almost two years. It seemed like she hadn't fully accepted that it was behind them now. But she had followed Logan Fields' story through from the beginning, so he didn't blame her that she wanted to see it through until the end.
Rumor had it he was going to be moving far away, taking a flight out tomorrow.
So… are we still on for dinner after the ceremony tonight?
Michelle blushes, looking around to see if anyone heard what Waylon had just asked her.
SHHHH! Are you trying to get us found out?! (whispers) But yes, we're still on for diner. (turns red) And maybe I'll let you spend the night at my place. Maybe.
Waylon looks shocked to hear this. Every time he had tried to get her to spend the night with him or tried to spend the night at her house, she had told him no. But it looked like she didn't want to spend the night alone tonight.
Sounds good to me.
Michelle grins at him, and he smiles down at her.
[CAMERA PANS UP TOWARDS THE SUN, "TOOTHBRUSH" FADING OUT]
INT. BILLINGS HIGH SCHOOL- CLASSROOM
["SHE SAID" by COLLECTIVE SOUL PLAYS SOFTLY OVER THE SCENE]
Logan sits in a classroom, wearing his cap and gown. His nose is visibly crooked now from where it was broken. A bruise on his temple is still visible, but it's starting to disappear. He looks towards the classroom door as it opens.
Whitney walks in. She had been shot in the side and had managed to survive her injuries. She too is wearing a cap and gown.
The two of them share a look and a hug.
Logan had been the one to tell Whitney that Marie hadn't made it. It had been really hard to have to tell her that. Whitney had of course been devastated by the news.
Logan was also having a difficult time. Brie was gone. And he missed her. But he was also angry at her. In a way she was partly responsible for some of the murders.
It's hard to believe this day has come.
It's hard to believe it's just us now. Who would've thought when we started high school with all of our friends that by the time we graduated there would just be three of us left.
Josh had also miraculously survived the massacre, but he was still in the hospital. After being thrown from the car, he had sustained several broken bones and fractures. He was basically in a full body cast.
There were a lot of us. Me, you, Summer, Casey, Joey, Savannah, Nathan, Brie…
We were all so happy. Care free.
Whitney begins to tear up. She wipes the tears from her eyes, smiling at Logan.
I'm glad we made it.
Yeah, me too.
He gives her a half-hearted smile.
So, where are you going after all of this?
Somewhere far away. Somewhere where I can start fresh.
Whitney had of course already known that Logan was leaving. But he refused to tell her where he was going. She couldn't blame him.
Well, once I finish college, I'm getting out of this town, too.
Logan nods. He had been excited for Whitney when she had told him she would be attending South Virginia State University in the fall. He had confidence that she would do just fine.
It's not gonna be easy, ya know.
Logan gives her a questioning look.
You leaving. You're going to cut off contact with everyone. Start over. It's going to be hard.
Logan of course already knew this. He hadn't even told his own mother and brother where he was going. After everything that happened, he didn't want to be too close to anyone. It would be best for him to move away and start over somewhere else.
I know it won't be easy. But it's for the greater good that I'm doing this. It has to be done.
The two of them go quiet, looking around the room. Whitney looks up at the clock in the room, gasping.
It's four fifty-eight. We need to get down to the gym!
The class was to meet in the gym and then walk across the street to the football field, where all of Billings graduations were held.
The two of them run out of the classroom together, out of sight.
END CREDITS ROLL
She Said still plays
"Downtown" by Mackelmore
"Don't Say" by The Chainsmokers
"You Know You Like It" by DJ Snake
"The Shining Theme"
"In the House, In a Heartbeat"
"1-800-273-8255" by Logic
"Toothbrush" by DNCE
"She Said" by Collective Soul
DISCLAIMER- I do not own any of the above songs, they belong to the artists that created them.
A/N- Well, that wraps up SCREAM 2! What did you guys think? I hope you enjoyed it. It's been one hell of a ride, that's for sure. Believe it or not, I actually wrote two different endings for this one, and this is the one I went with. Hope I made the right choice! There are plans for a SCREAM 3, sometime soon.