Scream 3 The killer slowly opens the door and closes it behind him, the long butcher knife gripped tightly, ready to strik. Sidney crouches in the corner of the closet hidden behind several large jackets. She can hear the killer lurking in her bedroom, he couldn't be more than ten feet away. Hoping he wouldn't come any closer, she knows she has to remain completely silent. Scared to death, Sidney is afraid that the sound of her heartbeat would even be too loud and could attract the killer's deadly attention. A second later, she realizes that she doesn't have to be concerned aobut the beating of her heart, but rather the strong sneeze that is building up in her nose. It must have been the dust or something in the closet, but it really doesn't matter, she knows that whatever the culprit, she can not let it force her to sneeze and give away her hiding place. As the killer creeps around the room, so does the sneeze in her nose, tickling and itching. She brings her hand to her face and rubs her nose, trying to eliminate the tickle, but her efforts only make the sneeze seem to come on faster. She rapidly takes in breaths of air, "ah.. ah... AH... " Sidney quickly grasps onto her nose with her thumb and forefinger in a last ditch effort to stop the sneeze, but it is too late. "ahhh... ahhh.. Ahhhh... HA-HMPP" She holds in the sneeze as best as she could, trying to stay quiet, but to no avail. The killer whips around at the muffled sound in the closet, raising the sharp blade in his hand. He slowly moves in towards the end of the closet where the sneeze had come from. Inside the closet, Sidney rubs her finger under her nose as she feels a second sneeze building up, this one larger than the first. The tickle grows so large that she can no longer even concentrate on the killer mere feet away - as the urge to sneeze slowly takes over. Her eyes begin to shut as she takes in short, labored breaths. "Ahahh... ahhh... haaa..." By this point Sidney realizes that there will be no holding back the sneeze, placing her hands on either side of her nose and mouth to at least muffle the sound of the sneeze when it lets loose. "Ahhh... AhhhAHHHAAAHHHH...." At that moment the killer grabs the closet door and flings it open. From behind the jackets, Sidney's upper body thrusts forward with a powerful sneeze, "AHHH-HACCHOOO!" She looks up in the killer in fear, who stares at her and says, "Bless you, Neve." "CUT! CUT! CUT! What in the hell was that, Rick?" the director snaps at the actor playing the killer. "This is how the scene works; you open the closet door, Neve sneezes, and you make the motion to stab her - it's pretty simple don't you think?" Meanwhile, Neve walks out of the closet, still feeling the need to sneeze, "Haaa... aaahh... haaaaCHOO! *sniff* haaa....aaaahh... HA-chooo!" "Bless you, Neve," Rick says again, "Look, I'm sorry Wes, but when somebody sneezes, it's just like a automatic reaction for me to say 'bless you' to the person." Wes, the director, replies, "Okay Rick, I understand that you were raised by your parents to be polite, but we are trying to film an important scene here, and we have a bloodthirsty killer, not a polite one who blesses his victims' sneezes before he tries to kill them." Neve smiles in amusement, watching the two men rant, but the need to sneeze quickly returns to her. Absently, she brings her hand up to her nose and rubs the tip in circular fashion, trying to get rid of the tickle bothering her. But the tickle wins out as Neve lets out a drawn-out double sneeze, "ah-ah-ah-ah-ah haaaaa.... haaa CHOOOchoo!" "Bless you, Neve" the two men say in unison. "*sniff* Thank you," Neve says, taking a tissue from the stagehand and wiping her nose, careful not to smear her makeup. "Okay, let's try the scene again," the director says, "Neve, do you still have the feather?" Pulling a single goose feather out from her bra, "Right here, Wes." "Good, hon, now get back in the closet and start tickling that talented nose of yours again, okay?" With a sigh, Neve replies, "Okay." Neve walks back into the closet as the lights on the set are dimmed. While the camera focuses on Rick prowling around the room with the knife, Neve takes the feather and gently begins to wave it under her nose, inhaling deeply to bring on the sneeze. Slowly but surely the feeling begins to build up inside of her nose. Neve places the feather back in her bra and gives a signal to the cameraman who begins rolling the tape. Once again, Neve becomes Sidney and rubs her nose, trying to eliminate the tickle, only making it stronger. As before, the sneeze builds up and is released in muffled fashion, "ahhh... ahhh.. Ahhhh... HA-HMPP" As Rick walks over to the closet, Neve feels the second sneeze coming on, as if on cue! Her character Sidney is seen letting out short gasps, "ahhh... ha-ahhh... ahhh..." As Rick opens a prop door, Neve lets the sneeze take total control of her body, thrusting herself forward with the power of the sneeze, "AHHH-HACCHOOO!" And once again, Rick looks down and says, "Bless you, Neve." "Son of a *$%#@!!! Rick, look at this script!" the director screams, throwing the script at Rick, who picks it up. "Can you point me out the line where your character says 'Bless you, Neve?'" "No, Wes, I can't, and I am sorry, I promise it won't happen again, okay?!" Rick says. By this point, Neve is getting tired of the scene and all the sneezes accompanying the scene. "Wes, do I have to... to... ahhh.... haaa.... ahhhh-ah-ah HAchoo! *sniff* Do I have to keep using this feather?" Wes replies, "Bless you, Neve. And yes, you do have to use the feather unless you can think of a better way to sneeze naturally." "All this sneezing is making me really tired. Why can't I just fake a sneeze? Here, listen to this - ah, ah ahCHOO, ah, ah, AHchoo. How's that?" Neve pleads with the director. "Those are nice, Ms. Campbell, but I want real sneezes, the audience is not going to believe a fake sneeze for this scene. Just bear with me, okay Neve? Let's try to do this right once and for all, just one more take," Wes says. "Okay, Wes, one last... last... la-aahh... ahhh... ahhhhh.... haaa-aaa-HA-CHOOO! *sniff* last take. Rick, can you please remember not to be so polite this take, my poor nose can't handle all this sneezing," Neve says, taking another tissue from the stagehand to wipe her nose. "I promise that your nose will get some rest after this take," Rick says with a smile. "Enough with the chit-chat, let's just get this scene done, place everone!" Wes yells. The actors find their places and the stagehand yells out, "Scene 9, take 10, action!" The killer enters the room once more, knife gleaming as he slowly closes the door. He walks around the room, ready to add another victim to his gruesome list. Inside the closet, Neve says to herself, "Okay, last take, let's make these good!" She takes the feather from her bra once again and rather than just waving it gently under her nose, she places it against her upper lip and inhales deeply - very deeply. Her nose, already sensitive from her previous sneezes, begins to twitch and itch immediately. Neve drops the feather on the ground and signals the camera quickly, the sneeze already working its' way through her nose. "Ahh..ahhh...ahh" She brings her hand up to her mouth and nose and pinches her nose to stifle the sneeze, but there is no holding this one back. "Haaa... haaa... ah-ah-ah-ah HA HMPP! HA-HMPP! ahh-HMPP!!" Her one sneeze became three unexpectedly, but Wes doesn't yell 'cut,' so Neve figures the scene goes on. As the killer makes his way over to the closet, the character of Sidney hides inside, about to reveal her location with a violent sneeze. "Ahh...ahh...ah..Ah..AH...AHH.....HAAAAA...." The killer opens the closet door just as Sidney thrusts forward with a powerful, "HaaaaCHOOOOO!" Neve looks up, hoping Rick won't bless her. Instead he begins to make a stabbing motion with his knife, but in mid-swing, "Haa-HACHOO! Ahhh...ahhh...ahhh-CHOO!" Wes buries his head in his hands, "Cut, cut, cut, cut, cut. CUT! Okay, forget it people, this is not a scene that is going to work today. Neve, bless you freakin' ten times already! Go to your trailer and relax, we'll try this again tomorrow. Rick, good job, now just remember to do the same next time. That's a wrap people, good work." He walks out of the studio, frustrated with the difficulty of such a simple scene. "Ahh... ahhh.... ahhhh-chooo! *sniff* Sorry Wes, I'll have better control to... tomorro..oh...ahh...ahhh HA-Choo! Tomorrow," Neve says between sneezes. "Fine, if it doesn't work, maybe we'll try your fake sneezes, just get some rest," Wes says walking out the door. Neve takes the box of tissues from the stagehand and blows her nose, trying to clear her head. The action forces one last drawn out sneeze, "Ahhh... ahhhh.... haaa-aaaa....haaa-ha-HAA-HACHOO! *sniff* *sniff* Did we get that one on tape?" The crew laughs as the lights on the set are brought up again. Neve exits the studio, hoping tomorrow's shoot won't be so difficult.