Jason Lives: Friday The 13th Part 6 Shooting Script
(aka "Ashes To Ashes")
Written by Tom Mcloughlin
(c) 1986 Paramount Pictures
FADE IN:
A NIGHT SKY
Ominous black clouds roll across the heavens. THUNDER begins
to RUMBLE within the clouds. An unsettling feeling of
approaching danger.
VARIOUS FOREST SHOTS
Deep shadowed woods. A quiet breeze rustles some dry leaves.
NOISY CRICKETS. Some unseen creature runs through the bush.
THE CRICKETS STOP.
EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT
A very mangy wild dog feeds on what was once a rabbit run
over in the road. ROARING AROUND THE BEND COMES AN OLD FORD
PICKUP. The terrified canine runs for its life into the woods.
INT. PICKUP
TIGHT ON HOCKEY MASK
We stare down on Jason's infamous mask held in a young man's
(HAWES) hands.
HAWES
(Southern accent)
I don't know how the hell you
talked me into this, Jarvis.
ANGLE ON HAWES
Sitting in the passenger seat examining the mask is ALLEN
HAWES. He is a rather unusual-looking guy in his mid-
twenties, nervously smoking a cigar.
HAWES
Hell, I must be crazy. If the old
institution ever found out about
this...boy, they'd throw our butts
back in an' strait-jacket 'em
permanent.
TOMMY (o.s.)
You didn't have to come, Hawes...
PRESS IN - ON DRIVER
TOMMY JARVIS is a good-looking young man in his late teens.
He drives like a bat out of hell, wearing a very intense
expression of determination.
TOMMY
This is between me and Jason.
TWO SHOT ON THEM
HAWES
(becoming more nervous)
Yeah, I know. But I still don't
get the therapy here. Jason's
dead, right? How will seeing his
corpse stop your hallucinations?
TOMMY
Seeing it won't. But destroying
him once and for all will. Jason
belongs in hell.
TIGHT ON TOMMY
TOMMY
(coldly)
I'm gonna see he gets there.
HAWES
stares wide-eyed at Tommy. He then turns to look out the
back window.
EXT. PICKUP
TIGHT ON HAWES' FACE IN REAR WINDOW - TILT DOWN
A huge can of gasoline, a crowbar and two shovels are seen in
the back of the truck. THUNDER BEGINS TO RUMBLE LOUDER.
EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT
Dust kicks up as the old pickup races down the road.
LIGHTNING FLASHES, illuminating the dark woods. THUNDER
CRASHES HELLISHLY.
CUT TO:
EXT. CEMETERY - NIGHT
TRACKING along a row of tombstones, we follow Tommy and his
flashlight as he searches. Hawes follows, carrying the gas
can, tools and mask. THUNDER continues as a fierce, whistling
WIND attacks.
Tommy's eyes squint to read each tombstone, looking for the
one. LIGHTNING FLASHES.
WIDER - ON TOMMY
Getting frustrated, but far from giving up, Tommy moves to
the new row of markers. Suddenly he freezes and we PRESS IN
on him.
ANGLE ON JASON'S GRAVE
LIGHTNING illuminates the tombstone that reads "Jason
Voorhees - At Rest".
TIGHT ON TOMMY
As he stares, a deep terror chills his bones. Something else
then catches his eye.
ANGLE ON ANOTHER GRAVE
Close to Jason's marker we see another. It reads "Pamela
Voorhees - Beloved Mother."
FULL SHOT ON TOMMY AND HAWES
Returning his attention to Jason's grave, Tommy points "this
is the one" to Hawes, who gulps and nods. Putting down the
other items, the boys take hold of the shovels. Tommy raises
his up first.
THE SHOVEL
plunges into the ground. A LIGHTNING BLAST punctuates it as
it removes a large chunk of grass and dirt.
CLOSE ON OUR GRAVEDIGGERS
They begin to exhume the legendary killer's body. Tommy works
feverishly. Hawes works nervously.
Again and again their shovels strike, digging into the earth.
SLOW DISSOLVE TO:
THE SHOVEL (LATER)
is scraping the dirt of of a rotted coffin lid.
ANGLE UP - ON TOMMY
The sweating boy tosses the shovel out of the shallow grave.
Hawes silently hands him the crowbar from above.
TIGHT ON COFFIN
The crowbar is driven into the side. Tommy's hands take a
firm grip and yank. A HORRIFIC CREAK resounds as the lid
cracks open.
LOW ANGLE - ON TOMMY
He hands the crowbar back to Hawes. They exchange a look and
a deep breath. Tommy then goes for it. His hands extend
slowly toward the coffin. More THUNDER GROWLS.
TOMMY'S FINGERS
slip into the narrow space beneath the coffin lid.
PRESS IN TIGHT ON HAWES' FACE
He winces and bites his lip.
PRESS IN TIGHT ON TOMMY'S FACE
With all the courage he can muster, Tommy strains to do the
deed. He yanks the casket open!
ANGLE ON JASON IN COFFIN
With a BRILLIANT FLASH OF LIGHTNING, the lid swings open to
reveal the huge decomposing body of JASON. His HEAD IS
COMPLETELY COVERED BY AN ARMY OF DISGUSTING MAGGOTS.
HAWES GASPS
He fights with his stomach to keep his dinner down..
TOMMY CLIMBS OUT OF GRAVE
He turns and stares down at his nemesis. A slow hatred begins
to build. We PRESS IN on Tommy, HEARING his horrid memories:
His sister screams, NO, TOMMY, NO while 10-year-old Tommy
kills Jason, repeating, "DIE, DIE!"
TIGHT ON TOMMY
As he listens, his eyes well up with a violent rage.
WIDER
Tommy looks around vengefully. Seeing an old fence a few
yards away, he heads for it. Hawes is confused by his
actions.
HAWES
Hey, where are you going?
TRACK WITH TOMMY
Without a word, he storms over to the rusty fence. He grabs
one of the spearlike posts and pulls it out.
LOW ANGLE - DOLLY BACK
With fire in his eyes, Tommy stalks Jason with the weapon.
THUNDER ROARS ABOVE.
HAWES
rushes up to Tommy, greatly alarmed.
HAWES
What's that for? Tommy, what are
you doin', boy?!
The boy storms right past him.
REACHING THE GRAVE
Tommy glares down hatefully at this monster who has destroyed
his loved ones and his life. Raising the spear, he explodes
and jumps down.
TOMMY
You bastard!
LOW ANGLE - ON TOMMY
As he lands in the grave, Tommy plunges the spear down with
a mighty force. THUNDER AND LIGHTNING BLAST HELLISHLY.
THE SPEAR
penetrates deep into Jason's chest.
ANGLE ON HAWES, DUMBFOUNDED
HAWES
Oh, shit.
TOMMY
withdraws it, then angrily rams it down again and again.
CLOSE ON JASON'S FACE
The force of the blows causes many of the numerous maggots to
start dropping off his face. Grossly decayed flesh is
illuminated the LIGHTNING.
CLOSE ON TOMMY'S FACE
Exhausted, his rage finally vented, he drives the spear into
Jason for the last time.
ANGLE DOWN - ON TOMMY AND JASON
Over the boy's shoulder we see the long spear extending out
of Jason's cold heart.
WIDER
Recovering from his tantrum, Tommy climbs out of the grave.
Hawes stares open-mouthed at his friend.
HAWES
Boy, he must've really messed you
over.
TOMMY
reaches down, picks up Jason's hockey mask, and stares at it.
INSERT - HOCKEY MASK
It seems to stare back evilly at him.
TOMMY (O.S.)
Yeah. Fuck you, Jason.
RESUME TOMMY
Tommy, knowing the nightmare is finally over, tosses the mask
into the grave. He then bends down and starts to uncap the
gas can.
WIDER ON SCENE
Without warning, the sky EXPLODES with a mass of LIGHTNING.
One of the BOLTS OF ELECTRICITY is drawn to the spear as to
a lightning rod. SPARKS fly as the spear is struck and
electrified. Tommy and Hawes dive for cover.
TIGHT ON JASON'S FACE
JASON'S DECOMPOSED EYELIDS FLASH OPEN!
ANGLE ON TOMMY AND HAWES
Uncovering their heads, they look skyward in fear. Quickly,
Tommy gets to his feet and goes for the troublesome spear.
ANOTHER ANGLE
The unintended lightning rod is still smoking a little from
the blast. He touches it. It's hot. He pulls out a pair of
gloves from his jacket. Putting them on, he then attempts to
remove the spear. He can't get proper leverage. So Tommy
jumps down into Jason's grave.
LOW ANGLE - ON TOMMY
He struggles to pull the spear out. It's apparently driven
into the bottom of the coffin as well. Hawes leans down into
the grave.
HAWES
Let's just get the hell out of
here. My heart can't take any
more of this.
CLOSE ON JASON'S FACE
Jason's wicked eyes glare at Tommy.
RESUME TOMMY
The boy, of course, does not see what's about to occur. He
finally yanks the spear out, and throws it up onto the grass.
Slowly he removes his gloves and tosses them to Hawes. He
starts to climb out. JASON SPRINGS UP FROM BEHIND AND GRABS
HIM.
CLOSE ON HAWES SCREAMING
He goes crazy with hysteria. He starts to run.
ANGLE DOWN - ON GRAVE
Tommy fights for his life as Jason tries to pull him down
into the grave. He manages to kick Jason back down long
enough to climb out.
TOMMY
scrambles for the gas can as the STORM CLOUDS DETONATE ABOVE.
He gets it open, turns around, and starts throwing it on the
rising corpse of Jason.
ANGLE ON JASON
The gas splashes all over him as he keeps coming!
REVERSE ON TOMMY
He backs up as Jason stalks him. Knowing there's enough gas
now on his predator, he drops the can.
TIGHTER - ON JASON
He's coming closer.
TIGHTER - ON TOMMY
Panicking, he searches his pockets for the matches. He finds
them. As he pulls them out, the STORM CLOUDS ERUPT WITH AN
INCREDIBLE DOWNPOUR.
JASON
stops as the rain drenches him. Maggots start to wash off
him as he stares at his helpless victim.
RESUME TOMMY
He tries desperately to light a match in this pounding rain.
TOMMY'S HANDS
struggling with the soaked matchbook.
JASON
starts to close in. Suddenly HAWES EMERGES FROM BEHIND,
HOLDING UP A SHOVEL. He HOLLERS as he swings it.
ANGLE ON HAWES
He WHACKS the back of Jason's head as hard as he can. It
doesn't even faze his undead superkiller.
JASON WHIPS AROUND ON HAWES
His arm lunges forcefully at Hawes' chest.
ANGLE HAWES' BACK
JASON'S HAND, CLUTCHING HAWES' HEART, BURST OUT HAWES' BACK.
ANGLE ON GRAVE
Hawes' body falls back into Jason's grave.
TIGHT ON COFFIN
As Hawes lands in the coffin, the lid shuts over him.
ANGLE ON TOMMY
Horrified and weaponless, he runs like hell.
LOW ANGLE - ON JASON
Seeing his victim escaping, Jason whips around and looks for
a weapon. He goes for the nefarious spear. Something in the
grave then catches his attention.
EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT
Tommy races out of the cemetery to his pickup. He jumps into
the truck and takes off in the rain.
EXT. CEMETERY - NIGHT
With his back to us, Jason dons his beloved hockey mask and
picks up the spear. We PRESS IN TIGHT ON HIM as he turns
around to face us. FREEZE FRAME. Meaner, stronger, and more
unstoppable than ever before...
TITLE PROCLAIMS: "JASON HAS RISEN"
OPENING CREDITS
FADE IN:
EXT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Tommy's old pickup SCREECHES UP before us. He leaps from the
truck and races for the office door. The sign by it reads
"Forest Green County Sheriff's Dept."
INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Tommy BURSTS into the room.
ANGLE ON SHERIFF BEHIND DESK
SHERIFF MICHAEL GARRIS is a hard-ass Vietnam vet who, at
forty-three, has "seen enough trouble and don't want no
more." That's why he took this job a few years back. Having
just nodded off, Tommy's entrance startles him. He leaps to
his feet, gun drawn with lightning speed.
REVERSE ON TOMMY
Shocked by the sheriff's sudden aggression, Tommy instantly
throws up his hands.
TOMMY
Don't shoot. Please.
ANGLE ON SHERIFF
He relaxes, seeing it's just a teenager. But he's still
pissed off as he holsters his gun.
SHERIFF
You in show business, kid? You
sure know how to make an entrance.
MOVING SHOT
The hyper boy rushes toward the sheriff.
TOMMY
You gotta do something! Jason's
alive! He killed my friend, now
he's coming for me!!
EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT
Jason is coming. Gripping the spear before him, he heads
toward us.
INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE - NIGHT
SHERIFF
(sitting back)
Now you better cool out a minute,
boy. You already almost got your
head blown to pieces.
TOMMY
(demanding)
Will you listen, dammit!
SHERIFF
(stands up)
Don't piss me off, junior. Or I
will repaint this office with your
brains.
Tommy tries to control his emotions and sound rational.
TOMMY
Jason is alive. We dug up his
body. I was gonna cremate it
and...
SHERIFF
(smirks and interrupts)
Hold it. Whoa... What's your
name, son?
TOMMY
(quickly)
Tommy Jarvis. We gotta do
something. He's even more
powerful now that...
The sheriff circles the desk and approaches Tommy.
SHERIFF
Aren't you the kid whose mother
and friends were....
TOMMY
(nods)
Yeah. Jason murdered them and...
SHERIFF
(cutting him off again)
And you've been at some
psychiatric clinic ever since,
haven't you?
TOMMY
(catching his drift)
Yes, but they released me
because...
The door behind him BURSTS OPEN.
DEPUTY
Rains stopped. Ya owe me that
five-spot, partner.
ANGLE ON DOORWAY
DEPUTY RICK COLONE hurries in with an armload of fast food.
Dark, mid-thirties, and a little on the short side. He is
surprised to see someone here this late.
DEPUTY
Sorry. I didn't...
BACK TO SCENE
Sheriff Garris waves his deputy in.
SHERIFF
(sarcastic)
No problem, Rick. Come over and
meet a former resident here, Tommy
Jarvis. He's got some kinda prank
going about...
TOMMY
(explodes)
There's no time for this
bullshit...
MOVING SHOT - ON TOMMY
He bolts across the office and grabs one of the rifles from
the rack.
TOMMY
Jason's got to be stopped.
ANGLE ON GROUP
Both lawmen drive for the crazy kid. Their food flies as they
struggle to get the rifle away from the strong youth.
Finally the deputy pins Tommy's arms from behind. The
sheriff yanks the rifle away.
SHERIFF
(pointing at Tommy)
Now that's what know in the books
as screwin' the pooch.
(to deputy)
Iron this punk.
Tommy fights to get away from the deputy, who throws him into
the cell. The iron bars are slammed shut.
TOMMY
(struggling)
No... Ya gotta listen. Jason's
coming back here. He's after me.
I tried to destroy him but I
fucked up....
TIGHT ON SHERIFF
He leans in toward Tommy's cell.
SHERIFF
You got that right. Now you
listen up. I'm sorry for what
happened to you and your folks
years ago. But no one in Forest
Green wants to be reminded of what
that maniac did here. That's why
they changed the name to Forest
Green. People want to forget this
was once Crystal Lake. And they
don't need some kid stirring up
Jason shit again.
RESUME ON TOMMY
He paces the cell in wild frustration.
TOMMY
Why didn't you cremate him?!
SHERIFF
(impatiently)
They were gonna! But some asshole
sent a lot of money to give Jason
and his mother a decent burial.
Now look, you just lie down and
get some rest. In the morning
I'll call that clinic and see if
they...
Tommy grabs the bars and pleads with him.
TOMMY
If you'd just go to the cemetery,
you'll see I'm not lying.
CLOSER ON SHERIFF AND TOMMY
SHERIFF
Either you go to sleep or I'll
come in there and put you out.
TOMMY
(defiantly)
You're gonna be sorry you didn't
listen to me.
SHERIFF
(more defiantly)
You're gonna be sorry if you don't
shut the fuck up.
CUT TO:
EXT. FOREST BACK ROAD - NIGHT
A funky VW Bug bounces along a narrow muddy road. LAUGHTER
is HEARD from within.
INT. CAR - NIGHT
A likable couple in their mid-twenties are obviously lost.
LIZBETH drives and giggles, slap-happy from the long trip and
late hour. Her boyfriend, DARREN, struggles to read the map
in the dim car light. A huge pothole causes him to bang his
head on the roof.
DARREN
Will you slow down? It's hard
enough to read this thing.
LIZBETH
(trying not to laugh)
Well, who told me to take this cow
path?
DARREN
You admit the sign did say "Camp
Forest Green," with an arrow
pointing this way.
LIZBETH
I admit nothing without talking to
my lawyer.
DARREN
throws down the map with a growl.
DARREN
So much for the head counselors
ever finding the camp on their
own. I say we stop the car, get
out, and start screaming for help.
The car comes to a grinding halt.
DARREN
(sighs)
I was just kidding, Lizbeth.
He looks at his girlfriend, who is staring fearfully out the
windshield. Darren turns to look.
DARREN'S P.O.V. - OUT WINDSHIELD
Standing in the middle of the road, illuminated by the
headlights... JASON. He holds the deadly spear before him.
RESUME COUPLE
Needless to say, Lizbeth is becoming more afraid.
LIZBETH
Darren, we better turn around.
DARREN
Why?
LIZBETH
Why? Because I've seen enough
horror movies to know masked
weirdos are never friendly.
She starts to back up. Darren looks behind him, then grabs
the wheel.
DARREN
Wait!
THE CAR TIRE
almost rolls off the narrow road into a water-filled gully.
ANGLE ON DARREN
He stares intensely at Lizbeth.
DARREN
There's no way we can do this...
(he looks at Jason)
...If the car drops into that
gully, we'll never get it out.
JASON
just stands his ground. He ain't backin' down.
LIZBETH
keeps her eye on the evil-looking stranger.
LIZBETH
Do you have any alternate
suggestions?
ANGLE ON DARREN AND LIZBETH
He bites his lip nervously.
DARREN
Yeah... We're gonna scare him.
LIZBETH
(taken aback)
We're gonna scare him?!
Darren attempts to pump up a macho attitude.
DARREN
That's right. Just drive toward
him. He'll move. Nobody wants to
die.
LIZBETH
(staring at Darren)
That's a freakin' fact. Least of
all us.
DARREN
Just drive. He'll get out of our
way.
ANGLE ON LIZBETH
She shakes her head, not believing she's actually going to do
this.
INSERT - ACCELERATOR
Her foot stomps it down.
THROUGH WINDSHIELD
We race toward Jason, who doesn't budge.
INSERT - BRAKE
Her foot slams on the brakes.
LOW ANGLE - ON HEADLIGHT
The car skids to a stop, inches from the stock-still killer.
LIZBETH
turns to her now-less-than-confident boyfriend.
LIZBETH
(sarcastically)
Yeah, that really scared the shit
out of him.
ANGLE ON DARREN
He gets pissed. He leans over and BLASTS the HORN.
LOW ANGLE - ON JASON
Jason gets pissed too. He swings the spear and SMASHES OUT
a headlight.
BACK TO COUPLE
DARREN
(shocked)
Oh, jeez.
LIZBETH
(starting to shift)
That's it. We're driving this
baby back to town... in reverse.
Darren, now angered, grabs her hand as she starts to shift.
DARREN
The hell we are.
ANGLE ON GLOVE COMPARTMENT
Darren opens it and pulls out a .22 revolver.
LIZBETH
stares at the gun, then at Darren, in shock.
LIZBETH
Where'd you get that?
Darren gets out of the car. He's scared shitless, but tries
not to show it.
DARREN
Don't worry about it. Just stay
cool.
LIZBETH
(trying to maintain)
Stay cool? You ain't Dirty Harry.
Now stop it.
JASON
watches Darren's every move.
DOLLY BACK ON DARREN TO JASON
With great apprehension he heads toward Jason, holding the
gun out with both hands. He clears his nervous throat.
DARREN
All right, scumbag. Get out of
the road.
From over Jason's shoulder we see Darren cock the trigger and
aim.
DARREN
Now!
Instantly Jason rams the spear into the other headlight! He
is now a very dark figure in front of the car.
LIZBETH
screams, and shouts at her boyfriend.
LIZBETH
Darren, get in here right now!
He'll kill you!
ANGLE ON DARREN
He gets a bit cocky, knowing he's the one with the gun. He
glances back at his girl.
DARREN
(loudly)
Not if I get him first.
JASON
suddenly CHARGES him!
ANGLE ON DARREN AND JASON
Darren fires. But the bullet either misses or it just
doesn't affect Jason. He thrusts the spear forward.
THE SPEAR
drives right through Darren's stomach and out his back!
PRESS IN ON LIZBETH
She goes hysterical.
LOW ANGLE - ON JASON
Effortlessly, he lifts up the impaled boy and tosses his limp
body aside. Jason then turns his murderous gaze on Lizbeth.
THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD
Lizbeth gasps. Quickly, she tries to drive away. Seeing
something coming, she dives across the other seat. JASON'S
SPEAR SMASHES THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD AND IMPALES ITSELF INTO
THE DRIVER'S SEAT.
ANGLE ON LIZBETH
The terrified girl crawls out of the open passenger door.
She falls into the muddy and water-filled gully alongside the
road.
MOVING SHOT - ON JASON
He withdraws his weapon from the car and heads for his victim.
LIZBETH
struggles to stand. She slips, badly twisting or breaking
her ankle. Looking back quickly, she is horrified.
HER P.O.V. - ON JASON
with spear poised, he's coming!
TIGHT ON LIZBETH
Knowing it's hopeless to run, she tries a last-ditch effort
to barter for her life. Lying in the muddy water, Lizbeth
digs into her jacket. She pulls out her wallet and removes
her money and credit cards.
LIZBETH
(crying)
Don't kill me, please. You can
have these.
She looks up and offers her valuables.
LIZBETH'S P.O.V.
Jason is gone.
BACK TO LIZBETH
She is amazed. Where did he go? What's the difference --
she's safe. WRONG. As she looks behind her, JASON'S FEET
SLAM DOWN IN THE WATER NEXT TO HER HEAD. She opens her mouth
to scream.
LOW ANGLE - UP ON JASON
He raises the spear and RAMS IT DOWN TOWARD HER FACE! A
spine-chilling CRUNCH is HEARD.
WIDER
Jason stands over his victim... Her body floats on the filthy
water, but her head is drive down underneath. BLOOD begins
to bubble up around the extended spear.
CLOSE ON HER HAND
A lifeless hand releases the money and credit cards it was
clutching.
We follow the floating American Express card along the now-
bloody stream... Remember, don't leave home without it.
CUT TO:
INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE - DAY
Tommy is asleep on the cot in his cell. Suddenly the LOUD
SOUNDS of the DOOR OPENING and YOUNG VOICES startle him awake.
MOVING SHOT - ON GROUP
Entering from the bright sunshine are the sheriff and four
kids in their late teens. Teasing, holding on to the arm of
her sheriff father, is MEGAN. She is a cute and feisty 18-
year-old. Her three friends, PAULA, a warm and personable
girl with a short new-wave haircut; SISSY is black, sexy and
very boy-crazy; and CORT, with his long hair and heavy metal
T-shirt, is always ready to rock.
MEGAN
(to sheriff)
Come on, Dad. You could have Rick
drive down Cunningham Road and
look for them.
SHERIFF
Megan, my deputies have more
important things to do than look
for camp counselors with car
trouble.
CORT
Sheriff, couldn't you like put our
an all-points bulletin for them?
That would be really wicked decent.
The sheriff shoots him a look.
PAULA
It's just that Darren and Lizbeth
are in charge of organizing and
setting up the new campgrounds.
SISSY
All the little kids arrive today.
We're not ready to deal with that
alone.
ANGLE ON SHERIFF
He sits down behind his desk and picks up the phone.
SHERIFF
I sympathize with you kids. The
best I can do is call the station
in Carpenter and have them keep a
lookout for them.
TOMMY (O.S.)
I got a bad feeling of what
might've happened to them.
Everyone turns to look.
TOMMY
is gripping the cell's bars. His eyes connect with Megan.
TOMMY
You've got to convince the sheriff
to look for your friends.
Hopefully, they're fine. But
there's a very good chance that
Jason...
THE SHERIFF
jumps up angrily.
SHERIFF
Shut up.
Megan, attracted to the good-looking prisoner, walks toward
his cell.
MEGAN
Jason who?
SHERIFF
(ordering her)
Megan, get away from him. He's
dangerous.
ANGLE ON MEGAN AND TOMMY
She stops a few feet from the cell.
TOMMY
(sincerely)
I'm not dangerous, believe me.
Jason is out there. He's looking
for me. But there's every
possibility he'll return to the
camp where it all started.
WIDER ON SCENE
The sheriff stomps over toward Tommy.
SHERIFF
(clenching his teeth)
I told you to shut...
SISSY
(nervously)
You mean the Jason of Camp Blood?
TOMMY
Yes!
SHERIFF
No!...
(to kids)
... You kids better leave. This
boy here is not well and I need to
talk to him in private.
MEGAN
But, Dad, we...
SHERIFF
(very firmly)
Megan, take your friends back to
the camp. I'll let you know if I
hear anything about your
counselors.
ANGLE ON MEGAN
She wants to argue, but the look in her father's eye tells
her she'd better cool it. She takes one more look at Tommy
as she approaches her father.
MEGAN
(wisecracking)
Don't beat him up too bad, he's
kinda cute.
This really steams the sheriff.
SHERIFF
Megan, leave!
BACK TO KIDS
They stumble out awkwardly as Megan struts away with a cool
Lauren Bacall swagger.
ANGLE ON TOMMY AND THE SHERIFF
On the door is closed, the steely-eyed sheriff leans in close
to Tommy's face.
SHERIFF
I was going to call the clinic and
have them collect your ass. But
I don't want you around here any
longer poisoning my daughter, or
anyone else, with your warped mind.
TOMMY
(extremely concerned)
But they have to be warned,
Sheriff. Jason will return to the
area that's familiar. No matter
what you call it, it's still Camp
Crystal Lake to him.
SHERIFF GARRIS
walks away, not listening to Tommy. He straps on his holster
and puts on his coat.
SHERIFF
(deadly serious)
We're gonna escort you and that
shit-pile pickup of yours to the
edge of my jurisdiction....
(he picks up his rifle)
....Then we'll say goodbye and
we'll never see your deranged butt
around here again...
(he cocks rifle)
...Right?
TOMMY
pushes off the bars in frustration and paces the cell like a
caged animal.
CUT TO:
EXT. FOREST - DAY
A large clump of thick bushes. Someone's moving behind them.
We TRACK along, following the rustles. It stops. We HOLD and
WAIT. SUDDENLY THE BUSHES PART ABRUPTLY. A bespectacled
little man in Army fatigues and camouflage makeup pokes his
head out at us. ROY, wearing protective goggles, looks right-
left, then hides back in the brush.
ANOTHER AREA OF THE FOREST
We follow TWO OTHER BUSINESSMEN decked out in green jungle
fatigues, looking like out-of-shape Rambos. STAN and LARRY
are both carrying handguns, watching for any movement around
them. They, too, wear goggles.
STAN
(quietly)
Once we nail Roy, that's it.
Victory is ours.
LARRY
This is taking forever. I'm
starving.
STAN
That's your problem, Larry.
That's why your sales are always
below quota. Your instinct to eat
is stronger than your instinct to
win.
LARRY
(insulted)
My ass.
STAN
Yeah, that's fat too.
ANGLE OVER JASON'S SHOULDER
He watches motionlessly as the two arguing men pass. They,
of course, don't see him.
BACK TO GUYS
LARRY
(outraged)
You become a whole other person
when you're out here, Stan. And
I don't like it.
STAN
(arrogant)
This is a man's game. Requiring
a man's cunning and intelligence...
SUDDENLY, A FIGURE EXPLODES OUT OF THE BRUSH.
ANGLE ON STAN AND LARRY
They react in terror.
LOW ANGLE
A goggle-wearing woman, also in Army fatigues, has her
revolver pointed at them. KATIE fires at them.
BOTH GUYS
are splattered by red-paint pellets. Boy, are they pissed.
KATIE
grins triumphantly.
KATIE
....with a woman's touch.
WIDE ON GROUP
STAN
Now wait a second! I thought Burt
shot you.
KATIE
(turns all around)
See any paint?...
(cocky)
...Sorry, guys, I did in Mr.
Commando. Survival is the name of
the game, and that flag is mine.
As they walk away, Larry looks at his paint-smeared chest.
LARRY
(to Stan)
Never should've let her play.
STAN
It's a damn company executive
game, and she's a damn company
exec.
KATIE
(motherly)
Now, now, boys. Don't be
spoilsports.
JASON
silently watches. He then heads for them!
CUT TO:
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - DAY
The freshly painted and beautifully renovated cabin retreat
gleams in the bright sunlight. Even the lake itself shimmers
tranquilly, free of any memories of its horrid past.
Megan, Cort, Paula, and Sissy carry food supplies from their
car to the cabin.
PAULA
I'm getting worried.
CORT
About Jason.
PAULA
No...about Darren and Lizbeth.
They should have at least called.
Don't you think, Megan?...Megan.
Megan's mind is definitely on something--or someone--else.
MEGAN
(breaking out of it)
Huh? Yeah, what?
SISSY
(giggles)
This girl's back in the cell with
her prisoner of love.
Megan hits her playfully.
MEGAN
What's it to ya?
SISSY
Don't be playin' with no crazy
jailbird. Those dudes are bad
news.
MEGAN
Yeah? How would you know?
SISSY
I've been around long enough...to
see plenty on TV.
Everyone laughs or groans at Sissy.
PAULA
I don't know, Megan. He seemed
pretty weird with all that Jason
stuff.
CORT
Yeah, he was really into it.
MEGAN
(playing with them)
Maybe he was telling the truth.
Everyone stops and stares at her in disbelief.
MEGAN
(keeping the ruse going)
Just because our parents keep
telling us that Jason was only a
legend, doesn't mean it wasn't
true. What if Jason did come back
here...
(dramatically)
...And you know what today's date
is, don't you?
ANGLE ON HER THREE FRIENDS
Each of their faces registers a different expression,
wondering if Megan is serious or not.
MEGAN
looks past them at something, then smiles.
MEGAN
(slyly)
I can think of only one thing even
more terrifying.
CORT
(nervously)
What?
She points behind them. They turn to look.
A BIG YELLOW BUS
pulls up into the camp. The doors fly open. A group of
screaming youngsters pile out.
THE COUNSELOR
stare in dread. How are they gonna handle this?
SISSY
I think I'd rather deal with ol'
Jason.
CUT TO:
EXT. FOREST - DAY
A MACHETE IS SEEN. We follow the deadly weapon as it's
carried through the woods. Reaching some heavy brush, it
hacks away at it.
WIDER ANGLE REVEALS
BURT, a real Rambo/Commando clone in paint-splattered
fatigues, whacks angrily at the brushes. Of all the would-be
hunters, he looks like he takes the game almost too
seriously. He wears a commando belt loaded with a survival
knife, devil darts and his machete sheath. Like his
partners, he too is a sore loser. As he hacks away, he
mumbles curses about this "stupid game."
He raises the machete higher as he attacks the defenseless
bushes. SUDDENLY, A HORRIBLY DISFIGURED HAND GRABS HIS HAND,
STOPPING THE MACHETE IN MID-SWING.
Shocked, Burt whips around, and gasps at the masked Jason.
ANGLE ON MACHETE
Jason's iron grip turns the hunter's hand with the machete
toward his bug-eyed face. Jason forces the helpless man to
stare at the weapon in his own hand that's about to take his
life. He then PLUNGES the razor-sharp blade through his neck!
GROUND LEVEL
Burt's corpse drops before us. The gaping wound through his
throat bubbles out bloody air bubbles. His eyes stare
lifelessly at us.
CUT TO:
EXT. CEMETERY - DAY
LOW ANGLE - UP ON MARTIN
The crusty old CARETAKER stares down in utter horror. His
bloodshot, alcoholic eyes widen at what they see.
MARTIN
Oh, shit. Shit-SHIT!
WIDER
He stands over Jason's dug-up grave, cursing at what has
happened.
ANGLE ON MARTIN
Taking out a pint of Whiskey from his coat, he takes a strong
slug and winces. With hangover equilibrium, he paces,
nervous and afraid.
MARTIN
Oh-hh. Why me?...I know he's
gonna blame me for this.
Martin looks around quickly. He decides to cover up the open
grave. He starts throwing all the evidence into the hole,
then, grabbing the shovel, begins filling it in.
MARTIN
(become more frightened)
Damn. Why Jason? Mothers could
have their pick...
(he gestures)
...of any of these other graves.
ANGLE DOWN ON OPEN GRAVE
Shovel-loads of dirt and mud slam down on the coffin. Hawes'
foot is seen sticking out of the casket.
MARTIN (O.S.)
Shitheads couldn't even stick him
back in right. Well, I ain't
gonna touch the slimy sucker.
CLOSE ON MARTIN
He's beginning to sweat as he works faster.
MARTIN
He can't find out. He'll think I
ain't doin' my job. I need that
money...He won't find out...
(looking around fearfully)
...No one's gonna know...I need my
money.
CUT TO:
INT. PICKUP - DAY
Tommy drives with incredible anxiety down the forest road.
He glances up into the rear-view mirror.
REAR-VIEW MIRROR
Sheriff Garris and his deputy, Rick, are following close
behind in their police car.
INT. SHERIFF'S CAR
Keeping a stern eye on Tommy, the sheriff shakes his head.
SHERIFF
(to deputy)
It's kinda frightening to think
that a kid like that can go so far
over the edge. Jason really
screwed up the poor sonofabitch's
mind.
DEPUTY
(amazed)
He really believes Jason's still
alive, doesn't he?
SHERIFF
(nods and sighs)
But that's no what worries me the
most...It's how far he'll go to
try and prove it.
EXT. FOREST ROAD - DAY
Tommy's pickup, with the sheriff's car right on his tail,
roars down the road.
CUT TO:
EXT. FOREST - DAY
Roy has still not been found. Hiding behind a tree, the
little man with funny-shaped glasses watches for any unseen
assassins.
WIDE ON SCENE
In his ill-fighting fatigues, he dashes comically from behind
one tree to another. His foot catches in some vines and he
takes a terrific pratfall. The paint-pellet gun flies from
his hand and vanishes into the fallen leaves.
ANGLE ON ROY
He scrambles on his hands and knees to find his weapon.
Panicking he'll be seen and shot, Roy starts to whimper as he
searches.
WIDER
Slowly we MOVE toward the vulnerable little man with his back
to us.
CUT TO:
BURNED-OUT AREA OF THE FOREST
A fire some time ago has blackened the trees and ground in
this area. Katie, Stan and Larry walk along, looking for
their missing players. Holding up the other team's flag
victoriously, Katie hollers out:
KATIE
Come on, you guys! The game's
over!!
STAN
(disgruntled)
You don't know for sure. What
about Roy? Nobody's seen him.
KATIE
(cocky)
Of course not. If he hasn't
already accidentally pelleted
himself, I'm sure he's lost.
STAN
Yeah, but the game's not over
until it's over.
LARRY
(going along)
That's right.
Katie starts to counter, when she thinks she hears something.
She stops them abruptly.
KATIE
Shh-hh. Wait a second. What was
that?
Everyone freezes, listening very intently. A LONG WAIT.
HIGH ANGLE - LOOKING DOWN ON THEM
All three stand stock-still, looking around and listening.
TIGHT THREE SHOT
Not hearing a thing, Stan relaxes.
STAN
Ahh, nothing.
KATIE
(loud whisper)
I could swear I heard...
JASON SLAMS DOWN BEFORE THEM.
REVERSE OVER THEIR SHOULDER
Jason wants to play army, too. He quickly withdraws the
machete from his newly acquired commando belt. With one
violent slice, the blade slashes their throats.
CLOSE ON ALL THREE FACES AND NECKS
The razor-sharp machete opens up all three throats almost
simultaneously. It happens so fast, they barely have time to
even gasp.
REVERSE ANGLE
THREE HANDS DROP OFF, FOLLOWED BY COLLAPSING BODIES. Jason
watches them fall, then looks up at something.
JASON P.O.V.
Terrified beyond belief is Roy! He stands a few yards away
in a small clearing.
MOVING SHOT - ON JASON
He wastes no time as he stalks the final hunter.
PRESSING IN ON ROY
So incredibly frightened, he doesn't think as he raises his
gun at Jason and fires.
ANGLE ON JASON
The blood/red-paint pellet makes a direct hit on Jason's
chest. He stops and glances down at this annoying mess.
CLOSE ON HIS MASKED FACE
As he looks up at Roy, he is even more pissed off. He LUNGES
for him.
ROY
screams, drops the gun, and runs for his life.
TRACKING SHOT - ON JASON
He is hell-bent on catching this nerd.
DOLLYING BACK - ON ROY
Tears of terror are welling up as the poor guy races. Jason
is seen a short distance behind, machete poised and ready.
Roy glances back quickly, then screams as he heads through
the ugly charred forest.
ROY
Oh, God, help me! Somebody,
help!! He's trying to kill me!!
CUT TO:
SIGN: "ETERNAL REST CEMETERY"
EXT. FOREST ROAD - DAY
We are TRAVELING toward the large sign and arrow pointing
left.
INT. PICKUP
Tommy stares at the sign and the approaching turnoff. He
glances up in his rear-view mirror again. Biting his lip, he
decides to go for it.
EXT. FOREST ROAD
Tommy's pickup makes a sudden left turn and heads up the road
toward the cemetery.
INT. SHERIFF'S CAR
SHERIFF
(exploding)
Fuckin' A, what'd I tell ya!...
(to deputy)
...Hit the noise and cherries.
Rick turns on the siren and the red lights.
EXT. FOREST ROAD
The police car SCREECHES left and roars after Tommy.
INT. PICKUP
Tommy gets nervous hearing the siren BLARING, but instead of
pulling over, he speeds up.
INT. SHERIFF'S CAR
CLOSE ON SHERIFF
SHERIFF
(vengeful)
I'm getting real tired of this
maniac.
DEPUTY
Maybe we better call that
psychiatric clinic.
SHERIFF
(coldly)
Better call an ambulance first.
EXT. FOREST ROAD (TOWARD CEMETERY)
The sheriff's car accelerates and gains on the pickup. The
high-speed chase continues down the narrow dirt road.
EXT. CEMETERY - MAIN GATE
Tommy's old pickup SKIDS to a stop in front of the open
gates. He leaps out of the truck as the sheriff SCREECHES UP
next to him. We CRANE UP past the "Eternal Rest" sign as
Tommy races into the old cemetery. The sheriff and his
deputy are running close behind.
EXT. CEMETERY
TOMMY
sprints across the bone yard in the direction of Jason's
grave. In his eyes there is now the hope that they'll see
he's telling the truth.
HIS P.O.V.
We HEAD toward where Jason's open grave was.
DOLLY BACK - CLOSE ON TOMMY RUNNING
He squints his eyes. Maybe he's in the wrong area. He slows
down to look around. TOMMY IS VIOLENTLY TACKLED BY THE
SHERIFF.
WIDER
Angry and out of breath, the sheriff pins him down to cuff
him. Tommy struggles to get up.
TOMMY
I gotta show you Jason's grave.
SHERIFF
(clenching his teeth)
I've seen it.
TOMMY
(desperate)
Please, Sheriff. You'll see we
dug it up.
ANOTHER ANGLE
Finally handcuffing him, the sheriff yanks him to his feet.
Gripping Tommy's arm with one hand, he points at something.
SHERIFF
(sarcastically)
Well, he must've got chilly in the
night and pulled the dirt back
over.
Tommy looks around to where the sheriff is pointing. The boy
is astounded by what he sees.
TOMMY'S P.O.V.
About twelve yards away are Jason's and his mother's
tombstones. From this distance, it is impossible to tell
that the chunks of lawn over Jason's grave have been replaced.
ANGLE ON TOMMY AND LAWMEN
Tommy shakes his head in utter disbelief.
TOMMY
That's not right. Somebody
covered it up...
(going toward it)
...I gotta see it...
The sheriff yanks him back. The deputy pulls his .357
revolver with a laser scope attached. He aims at Tommy's
head.
SHERIFF
(very icy)
Now see what you've done. You've
made my deputy draw his revolver.
That could be a serious headache
for you. He's been dyin' to try
out his new mail-order laser scope.
The deputy presses his gun's grip. Instantly a tiny, bright
red beam appears on Tommy's temple.
SHERIFF
It's a damn impressive piece of
high-tech weaponry... Wherever the
red dot goes... a bullet is sure
to follow.
CLOSE ON TOMMY AND LASER BEAM
He stares, fearing for his life, at the stolid deputy.
MARTIN
What's the problem, Sheriff?
WIDER ON SCENE
The old caretaker rushes awkwardly toward them. Immediately,
the sheriff whips Tommy around. He drags him back toward the
car as Rick quickly holsters his gun.
SHERIFF
Nothing, Martin. Just a vagrant
kid. We got it under control.
TIGHTER ON GROUP
As they leave, Tommy looks back at the old man.
TOMMY
(demanding)
Who covered up Jason's grave?!
Martin stops abruptly and tries to hide his nervousness.
MARTIN
What!? What are you talking about?
The sheriff pulls Tommy along even faster.
SHERIFF
Don't concern yourself, Martin.
This boy needs treatment. We're
taking care of it. Sorry for the
disturbance.
TOMMY
(screaming)
Jason's not in his coffin! Hawes
is! Dig it up! You gotta dig it
up!!
ANGLE ON MARTIN
He watches with extreme uneasiness as Tommy is thrown into
the back of the squad car. The deputy gets into Tommy's
pickup and follows the sheriff's car.
PRESS IN ON MARTIN
Pulling out his near-empty bottle of Jack Daniel's, he downs
it all. With a noisy exhale, Martin glances back at Jason's
grave.
MARTIN
(mumbles to self)
Dig it up?...
(he snickers)
...Hell, what kinda butt-hole does
he think I am!
PRESS IN ON JASON'S GRAVE
As we TIGHTEN in, the large chunks of rearranged lawn are now
visible. We HOLD on Jason's tombstone.
CUT TO:
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - DAY
A large group of cheering female youngsters.
ANGLE ON MEGAN AND CHILDREN
The little girls sit on two large picnic tables. Megan
stands before them.
MEGAN
...And then after that we'll swim,
hike, and have lots of fun
together. Okay?
The youngsters squeal even louder.
ANGLE ON SISSY AND PAULA SITTING ON CABIN STEPS
Sissy mimes sticking her finger down her throat in disgust.
Paula stifles a laugh and slaps Sissy's knee. She looks
around.
PAULA
So where's Cort gone off to?
SISSY
Are you ready? He's taken our
young men off to teach them my
favorites sport.
PAULA
(smirking)
Which is?
SISSY
(sexily)
Boy scouting.
PAULA
(laughing)
You gotta be kidding!
EXT. FOREST PATH - DAY
CLOSE ON TWELVE-YEAR-OLD BOY, TYEN
TYEN
(sarcastically)
You gotta be kidding!
WIDEN ON SCENE
Cort is kneeling on the path, positioning two rocks. He's
surrounded by a group of bored, arms-folded, pre-teen boys.
CORT
(trying hard)
No, seriously... the Indian scout
would arrange the rocks in such a
way that like only his fellow
Indians would know. You know,
which way he went...
(no response)
...You know?
TYEN
leans into another equally bored youngster, BILLY.
TYEN
If this is as exciting as it gets,
we're in big trouble, dude.
CUT TO:
EXT. BURNED-OUT FOREST AREA - DAY
JASON STALKS THROUGH THE BLACKENED WOODS. He heads toward
us, wearing a commando belt displaying a knife and devil
darts, a bloody machete in his hand. This undead killing
machine keeps coming. There's a slight fog moving in as
night approaches.
CUT TO:
EXT. INTERSTATE HIGHWAY - LATE AFTERNOON
Off on the side of the road, Sheriff Garris opens his
backseat door. He pulls Tommy out of the vehicle. Gruffly,
he turns him around and uncuffs him.
TIGHT ON TOMMY AND SHERIFF
Whipping him back around, the Sheriff grabs him by his shirt
and pulls him uncomfortably close.
SHERIFF
I don't find it amusing that the
nut house you belong in thinks
you're responsible enough to leave
here unescorted. In fact, it
gripes my ass.
Tommy just stares coldly into his eyes.
SHERIFF
(letting him go)
You've been damn lucky, pisshead.
With all the grief you've caused
me and my partner, you should be
leaving wearing your balls as
earrings.
THE DEPUTY
walks up and slaps Tommy's car keys into his hand. Tommy
looks up, down at his keys, then back at the wicked, smiling
deputy.
DEPUTY
I think we should do it to him
anyway.
The sheriff leans in and taps Tommy's earlobes with his index
fingers.
SHERIFF
Naw. But if we see ol' Tommy ever
again... you can guarantee it.
WIDER
Both lawmen turn and climb back into their car. Tommy waits
there as they pull out and drive away.
REVERSE ON TOMMY
He watches as they disappear down the highway. Slowly the
boy's stubborn determination returns. He rushes toward his
old pickup. Behind it, the SUN IS SETTING.
CUT TO:
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT
The campgrounds are peaceful and quiet. A foggy haze covers
everything. As tranquil as it seems, we feel uneasy. Is
somebody watching from the woods.
INT. BOY'S DORMITORY CABIN
Two rows of sleeping youngsters in their cots are seen.
INT. GIRL'S DORMITORY CABIN
The same. The little girls' faces reflect pleasant dreams.
INT. COUNSELOR'S CABIN
Paula and Sissy are seated at a card table, playing the board
game CLUE. Paula keeps looking toward the window, troubled
by something. Sissy rolls the die and moves her token along
the board.
SISSY
(excited)
Okay, okay. I suggest that the
crime was committed in the
bedroom, by Colonel Mustard, with
the knife.
PAULA
(preoccupied)
Huh? Oh, come on, Sis. I'm
tellin' ya, we can't play Clue
with just two people.
SLOWLY WE TIGHTEN IN ON THEM
SISSY
Why not? I used to play it alone.
I love murder games. Have you
ever played The Consulting
Detective?
PAULA
(fidgety)
No...Did Megan say when she's
coming back from her...visit?
SISSY
Of course not. She probably took
him a loaf of bread with a saw
hidden in it. I still don't get
it. Why him? I mean, he's cute
alright, but...
Paula smirks.
PAULA
(quickly)
Isn't that enough?
Sissy laughs and nods.
SISSY
You're right. And for the area,
that even makes him overqualified.
Paula then reaches for the phone. TIGHTEN IN ON HER.
PAULA
I'm gonna call her at the ol' jail
house. Maybe her dad has found
out what happened to Darren and
Lizbeth by now...
(she starts dialing)
...I can't believe they haven't
called. I say if they're not here
by morning, we send all the kids
home. We're not prepared to run
this place by ourselves.
SUDDENLY, A CHILD'S HORRIFIED SCREAMS ECHO THROUGH THE CAMP.
ANGLE ON PAULA AND SISSY
Hanging up the phone, Paula races out the door, followed by
Sissy.
CUT TO:
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT
WE FOLLOW BEHIND Sissy and Paula as they run in the direction
of the scream. We follow them up the steps of the girls'
dormitory cabin.
INT. GIRL'S DORMITORY CABIN
As Paula and Sissy burst in, a LITTLE GIRL in pajamas rushes
toward them. She points at a cot across the way.
LITTLE GIRL
(terrified)
She saw a monster.
PAULA
Who did?
ANGLE ON PAULA
She looks to where the little girl is pointing.
PAULA'S P.O.V.
Huddled up on her cot and pressed against the wall is NANCY.
The sweet-faced nine-year-old is frightened out of her wits.
Her big blue eyes are filled with tears.
WIDER
Behind Paula and Sissy, the other children stare wide-eyed at
Nancy. Paula approaches her gently.
PAULA
(reassuringly)
Hi. Everything's all right now.
We're here.
SISSY
(awkwardly going along)
Yeah, we're here.
ANOTHER ANGLE
Paula crouches down next to Nancy's cot. Sissy stands next
to her friend. Nancy has still not stopped trembling.
PAULA
(softly)
So what happened?
NANCY
(holding back tears)
There was this monster. He was
after me. He wanted to kill me.
SISSY
Where...?
NANCY
Everywhere.
PAULA
(smiling)
You mean you had a bad dream.
NANCY
(shakes her head)
No, he was real. Like on TV.
CLOSE ON PAULA AND SISSY
In motherly fashion, Paula wipes Nancy's tears and tucks her
back under the blanket.
PAULA
Okay, listen...what's your name,
sweetie?
NANCY
(sniffling)
Nancy.
PAULA
(warmly)
Well, Nancy, I'm Paula...
remember? This is Sissy, and
we're gonna be right out there all
night so nothing can hurt you.
Okay?...
The child nods tentatively.
PAULA
...Good. So no more bad dreams
can come around here, huh?
NANCY
(faintly)
No more.
Paula smiles lovingly at her, then stands.
WIDER
As Paula and Sissy start to leave, Sissy gets cocky
addressing the others.
SISSY
Now you all go back to Z-land.
We're on the job and ya don't have
to worry about shit...
Paula nudges her for her choice of language.
SISSY
...What? I'm sure they hear worse
at home.
REACHING THE DOOR
Paula looks outside, then turns to Sissy.
PAULA
(quietly)
I just realized something.
Where's Cort? I haven't seen him
for hours.
SISSY
(disgusted)
I don't know. He called somebody,
then took off.
PAULA
He didn't say anything?
SISSY
Yeah, he was gonna check out
"things that go bump in the night."
CUT TO:
EXT. MOBILE-HOME CAMPGROUND - NIGHT
A lone RV bounces and pumps to the beat of LOUD ROCK MUSIC
within. Surrounded by a heavy fog, bright light beams from
the windows of the mobile home. A cord extends from the
vehicle and is plugged into the power outlet of this isolated
trailer campground.
INT. MOBILE-HOME - NIGHT
HEAVY-METAL MUSIC BLASTS as Cort and a savagely sexy girl,
JILL, make love to the beat. With her on top, Cort is really
getting his "bump in the night." He just lies back and
enjoys he skilled technique.
ANGLE UP - ON JILL
She moans and bites her lip with erotic pleasure, never
missing a beat with the music. Jill even bumps and grinds
perfectly to the song's drum breaks.
JILL
(very hot)
They're the best. The best...
(panting)
...You gotta keep it up till the
end of the song.
CORT
nearing his climactic moment, strains to avoid it.
CORT
(breathing heavy)
I'm tryin'...how much longer?
Jill bends forward, laying her soft breasts on his chest.
She whispers seductively in his ear:
JILL
Only ten more minutes.
Poor Cort's eyes widen. He'll never make it to the final
chord.
EXT. MOBILE-HOME CAMPGROUND
From a short distance back, we watch the rockin', rollin' RV.
SUDDENLY, JASON STEPS SHOCKINGLY INTO FRAME.
ANGLE ON JASON
He stands in the foggy woods and watches too. He doesn't
like it. And he moves to do something about it.
INT. MOBILE-HOME
CLOSE ON THE CASSETTE PLAYER
The rock tune now BLARES out a WILD GUITAR SOLO.
CLOSE ON JILL
She gyrates wildly along with every screeching note.
CLOSE ON CORT
His face contorts wildly as he tries to control his near-
exploding passion. He's just about to...
EXT. POWER OUTLET
Jason's hand grabs the cord and tears it out, leaving the
plug SPARKING in the outlet.
EXT. MOBILE-HOME
The RV's bright lights, music and bouncing instantly retard
and CEASE.
JILL'S VOICE
Oh, fuck.
CORT'S VOICE
(passion relieved)
Oh ye-aaah.
INT. MOBILE-HOME
Dim moonlight spills in through the windows. Jill jumps off
Cort and starts to investigate the problem.
JILL
Wait a second, I'll...
(realizing, angrily)
...Cort, you didn't already...
CORT
sits quickly.
CORT
(defensively)
I thought that was the end of the
song.
ANGLE ON JILL
JILL
(frustrated)
Great. Just great.
She stumbles through the RV. Shivering, she puts on her coat
and heads to the AC power switch.
JILL
If this thing is burned out,
friggin' Horace will ground my
butt.
CORT
Who's Horace?
JILL
(disgusted)
My friggin' stepfather and asshole-
in-residence.
Jill flips the switch a couple times. Nothing. She presses
her face against the window and looks out.
JILL'S P.O.V.
The power cord is seen laying on the ground below.
JILL
How did that happen?
CORT
has pulled the blankets around himself to fight the cold.
CORT
What?
JILL
(almost demanding)
Go out and plug the cord back in.
CORT
What? Who pulled it out?!
Jill stomps toward him.
JILL
(sarcastically)
Smokey the friggin' bear. I don't
know, just do it.
ANGLE ON CORT
Nervously, he starts to get dressed.
EXT. MOBILE-HOME
The door opens tentatively. Cort sticks his head out and
slowly looks around.
JILL (O.S.)
Will you hurry up! I gotta get
this fuckmobile back before Horace
finds out I took it.
CORT
(jumping out)
Alright, alright.
We TRACK with Cort as he walks around the RV, watching
everything around him. It's getting tense.
ANOTHER ANGLE
Apprehensively, Cort approaches the cord and picks it up. He
keeps staring out at the surrounding drifting fog.
PRESSING IN ON CORT
Without looking at it, the jittery boy starts to plug in the
cord. He then notices the torn-out plug and frayed cord.
Cort gasps. He turns to call to Jill. HE BANGS INTO SOMEONE
RIGHT BEHIND HIM...it's Jill.
JILL
(irritated)
What are you doing?...
(seeing the cord)
...What happened to it?
ANGLE ON BOTH
Cort hands her the damaged cord.
CORT
(very scared)
I don't know...
(he heads for the door)
...But unless you wanna look
exactly like it, I say we make
this place a memory.
Jill looks down at it.
INSERT - CORD
Close up, the horribly ripped and torn cord end does look
quite grotesque.
BACK TO JILL
She cans the foggy night and a deadly fear now grips her.
Slowly, then picking up speed, she follows after Cort.
CORT
has stopped in the RV's doorway. Jill rushes up, and turns
to look at what he's staring at.
CORT
(straining to see)
I think someone's out there.
CORT'S P.O.V.
The woods are still, with the exception of the drifting fog.
Is that a tree in the shadows, or...?
JILL
pushes him into the mobile home.
JILL
(scared)
I don't wanna know.
She climbs in, slams the door, and LOCKS it.
INT. MOBILE-HOME
Cort jumps into the driver's seat. He tries to start the
car. IT'S DEAD. He looks at Jill in terror.
CORT
This can't be.
Jill shakes her head at him.
JILL
It isn't.
She calmly turns the power switch over to "BATTERY".
CORT
tries the ignition again. It starts up. He grins at her.
JILL
(impatiently)
Are you gonna drive or not?
Quickly he shifts and ROARS backward. Jill is thrown to the
floor. Items fall off the counters.
EXT. MOBILE-HOME CAMPGROUND
In a cloud of dust, the huge RV races backwards.
MOVING SHOT - FROM BEHIND THE TREES
We FOLLOW AFTER the vehicle as it peels out of the
campgrounds.
INT. MOBILE-HOME
Jill is now sent flying back toward the camper. She lands on
the bed. She sends a burning stars at the back of Cort's
head.
HER P.O.V.
Cort LAUGHS LOUDLY as he races down the bumpy dirt road.
JILL
tries to control her temper. Enough things have gone wrong
tonight without having this idiot destroy her old man's RV.
JILL
(standing up)
That's it. Pull over. I'm
drivin'.
CORT
(cocky)
No way...
(turns on radio)
...I wanna rock!
DOLLY BACK - ON JILL
as she heads toward him. WITHOUT WARNING, JASON EXPLODES OUT
OF THE BATHROOM. He yanks her to him. The door slams shut
on them.
ANGLE ON CORT DRIVING
His head bobs enthusiastically to the LOUD ROCK MUSIC. He
whoops, then looks up at the rear-view mirror. Not seeing
Jill, he turns around and looks.
CORT'S P.O.V.
Jill is not there. But a RUCKUS can be HEARD coming from the
tiny bathroom.
ANOTHER ANGLE ON CORT
CORT
(feeling his oats)
Sounds like you're havin' fun in
there! Need any company?!
INT. MOBILE-HOME - BATHROOM
CLOSE UP - ON JILL
Jason's viselike grip squeezes her throat. She gasps and
gags as his fingers begin to meet. Her nose bleeds.
CLOSE ANGLE UP - ON JASON
His soulless eyes stare down at her from behind the mask.
PROFILE CLOSE UP - ON JILL
Jason's fingers connect. Her throat collapses. BLOOD BURST
OUT OF HER MOUTH!
INT. MOBILE-HOME
Cort is still rockin' out behind the wheel. He checks his
rear-view mirror again.
CORT
Hey, what are you doing? Taking
a dump?... How about if I come
back and snatch a peek. Or vice
versa.
As he cackles with amusement, JASON THROWS OPEN THE DOOR.
Cort doesn't hear it. Menacingly, JASON STALKS HIM.
CLOSE ON JASON'S COMMANDO BELT
His hand pulls out the long, jagged survival knife. He holds
it poised and ready.
MOVING SHOT - OVER JASON'S SHOULDER
Slowly, the infamous slasher closes in on Cort.
REVERSE - THROUGH WINDSHIELD
Cort drives, oblivious to the grim reaper standing right
behind him.
ANGLE ON CORT
A new SONG plays on the radio. Cort beams, recognizing it as
a favorite of his. He turns it UP.
CORT
Alright! Yo, Jill! Listen to
this!
He looks up into the rear-view mirror.
TIGHT ON MIRROR
JASON'S HOCKEY-MASKED FACE GLARES AT HIM.
CORT RECOILS IN HORROR.
JASON'S HAND GRABS HIM BY THE HAIR.
THE GLEAMING BLADE RAISES UP.
CLOSE ON BACK OF CORT'S HEAD AS THE JAGGED KNIFE PLUNGES INTO
HIS EAR. Suddenly, all SOUND CUTS OUT.
THROUGH WINDSHIELD
We watch in EERIE SILENCE as Jason lets go of Cort's knifed
head. The lifeless body flops over the wheel. Immediately,
the RV veers off to the left.
EXT. FOREST ROAD
SOUND RESUMES as the runaway mobile home drives off the road
with a horrible CRASH, it falls over on its left side.
ANOTHER ANGLE ON FALLEN R.V.
Slowly the fog swirls around the motionless vehicle. We
wait, SUDDENLY, THE DOOR BURSTS UP AND OUT. Jason climbs out
of the wreckage.
WIDER ON SCENE
Surrounded by an evil fog, Jason stands atop the fallen metal
beast like a conquering warrior.
CUT TO:
INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE - NIGHT
ANGLE ON SHERIFF
SHERIFF
(very perturbed)
What makes you so high and
mighty?... You keep forgetting,
little Megan, I'm the parent...
WIDEN ON SCENE
Megan is slouched in a chair and pouting.
MEGAN
(interrupting mockingly)
...And you're the child...
She sits up in hot-blooded frustration.
MEGAN
When are you going to stop
treating me like one!
SHERIFF
When you stop acting like one...
Tommy Jarvis is a very sick boy.
And you...
MEGAN
How do you know? Did you take his
temperature?
SHERIFF
(pointing at her)
You watch that smart-mouthing,
young lady.
CLOSE ON MEGAN
She crosses her eyes in a comic attempt to watch her mouth.
MEGAN
Kinda hard to see it from this
angle? Got a mirror?
ANGLE ON BOTH
Megan enjoys pushing her temperamental father to the limit.
He stomps around like Ralph Kramden.
MEGAN
(coolly)
Now tell me, "If your mother was
alive, you wouldn't..."
The poor sheriff finally blows sky-high. He throws open the
door.
SHERIFF
That's it! Out! I don't need
this tonight. Out, Megan!
The sheriff gets a CALL over the SHORT-WAVE. Unintimidated
by his bellowing, Megan calmly answers it.
MEGAN
Sheriff's office...
(listens)
...Can you hold on? He's in the
can draining his lizard.
SHERIFF GARRIS
slams the door and roars toward his precocious daughter.
MEGAN
(sweetly into phone)
...Oh, here he comes now...
(to sheriff)
...Daddy, it's Rick.
The growling sheriff practically rips the receiver out of
snickering Megan's hand.
SHERIFF
(barking)
What?!...What kinda problem?!
EXT. FOREST ROAD
Deputy Colone stands outside his squad car. Talking into the
mike, he stares fearfully at the VW Bug and Lizbeth's
floating corpse in the background.
SHERIFF
You better get down here. I found
what's left of the counselors.
Looks like someone did them in
using Jason's old M.O.
INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE
SHERIFF
(rubbing his face)
I knew I should've done something
about that sonofa... Where are
you?...
(listens)
...Right. I'm on my way.
Megan grows concerned as her father gathers his things with
a deadly urgency.
MEGAN
What it is?
SHERIFF
(trying to control his
emotions)
Not what...who. Seems your
boyfriend wants people to believe
Jason has returned.
MEGAN
(catching him)
I thought Jason was only a legend?
SHERIFF
He is. Only Tommy wants to prove
the legend is true...
(ordering her)
...You stay put. And I'm not
kidding.
Grabbing his rifle, the sheriff rushes out.
ANGLE ON MEGAN
She stares, wondering what the hell is going on.
CUT TO:
EXT. FOREST - NIGHT
WE TRACK with Jason's filthy boots. He's walking at a faster
clip toward his destination.
TRACK with Jason's hand holding the razor-sharp machete.
DOLLY BACK as Jason's maleficent eyes stare with pure hatred.
He keeps coming right at us.
CUT TO:
INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Megan sits alone at the desk...waiting. A large window is
right behind her. Bored, she puts her feet on the edge of
the desk. She then leans back toward the window, seeing how
far back the chair will go and still stay balanced.
CIRCLE AND PRESS IN SLOWLY ON MEGAN
Tension builds as we move closer to the balancing girl and
the window behind her. We stop and wait. SUDDENLY THE PHONE
RINGS LOUDLY. It startles Megan, who screams as she
pratfalls backwards.
ANGLE ON MEGAN
Laughing at herself, she gets up and answers the phone.
MEGAN
Sheriff's office...
(listens)
...No, I'm sorry, he's not in at
the moment. Can I take a message?
As she listens, Megan immediately straightens up.
MEGAN
...Oh, hi. I'm Megan, his
daughter. Remember, I met you
this morning...
EXT. PHONE BOOTH - NIGHT
Tommy is in a badly sabotaged old phone booth next to a
closed gas station. He is illuminated by the LIGHTS of his
pickup.
TOMMY
(preoccupied)
Yeah, hi. Listen, I've got to
talk to your dad. About Jason.
I've got a plan. I need to buy
some things first but mainly need
help to...
INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE
MEGAN
Tommy, my father is out looking
for you right now. Something
happened tonight and he's sure
you're responsible. If he finds
you, he'll...
INT. PHONE BOOTH
TOMMY
(interrupting)
I already have a very good idea
what could've happened...
(frustrated)
...Megan, Jason is out there. He
has to be stopped. I'm positive
he's heading back to the lake
area. He'll keep killing until...
MEGAN'S VOICE
I'll pick you up. Where are you?
TOMMY
(shocked)
What?
INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE
MEGAN
(determined)
It's the only way. My father will
nail you in your car in a second...
(demanding)
...Where are you?
EXT. PHONE BOOTH
Tommy looks around for something identifiable.
TOMMY
Uh...Howie's Service Station and
Feed Bag Stop. I think it's...
MEGAN'S VOICE
(on phone)
I know where it is. See you
within a half-hour.
Hearing her HANG-UP, Tommy does the same and exits the booth.
ANGLE ON TOMMY
He looks around, shivers and zips up his jacket. He's
worried about involving Megan in this. He's worried for
himself.
CUT TO:
EXT. DARK WOODS - NIGHT
Out of the foggy shadows, an evil spectre emerges into the
moonlight...JASON. He stares.
JASON'S P.O.V.
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN
The renovated campsite looks quite peaceful and calm before
the...
ANGLE ON JASON
He cocks his head, not quite sure why it looks so different.
But it feels like home. With machete in hand, he proceeds
into the camp ground.
EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT
A grossly bloody sheet. It covers a corpse that is lifted
into an ambulance.
As we PULL BACK, Sheriff Garris and TWO OTHER OFFICERS when
in disgust. The sheriff suddenly turns and heads for the
patrol cars. Officers PAPPAS and THORNTON follow behind.
SHERIFF
(controlling his rage)
I want all officers, all units and
stations within a fifty-mile
radius alerted about this wacko
kid.
OFFICER PAPPAS
Yes, sir.
SHERIFF
You have his vehicle description.
I want roadblocks on...
DEPUTY'S VOICE
(yelling from distance)
Sheriff! Get over here!!
EXT. WOODS
ANGLE ON SHERIFF
He takes off into the woods toward his deputy's voice.
SHERIFF'S P.O.V.
We MOVE rapidly through the maze of trees and brush.
MOVING SHOT - CLOSE ON SHERIFF
He heads towards us, searching for the deputy.
DEPUTY'S VOICE
Sheriff, over here!
SHERIFF'S P.O.V.
We TURN and HEAD FOR Deputy Colone waving a flashlight at us.
ANGLE ON SHERIFF AND DEPUTY
Running up to his ashen-faced deputy, Sheriff Garris looks
down at what Rick holds out.
INSERT - DEPUTY'S HAND
A pair of blood-splattered glasses. We recognize them as
once belonging to Roy, the last remaining survival hunter.
BACK TO SHERIFF AND DEPUTY
The sheriff looks at him.
SHERIFF
Is that all you found?
DEPUTY
I wish it was.
He shines his flashlight at the ground.
A SEVERED MAN
is illuminated before us. It wears an Army fatigue sleeve.
We FOLLOW the light over a couple of yards to a HACKED-OFF
LEG, also in fatigues.
CLOSER ON LAWMEN
Both keep staring stoically down at the body parts.
SHERIFF
Better get out the Hefty Bags...
Looks like our boy desperately
wants us to believe his story.
DEPUTY
He sure chose the right day to
pull this shit.
SHERIFF
Whaddya mean?
DEPUTY
(cryptically)
Happy Friday the 13th.
The sheriff slowly looks over at him in utter disbelief.
CUT TO:
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT
CLOSE ON TELEPHONE CORD ON CABIN
WHACK! The machete blade cuts the phone cord in half.
ANGLE BEHIND JASON
He stares at his handiwork, then heads towards the lit and
open window.
CUT TO:
INT. COUNSELOR'S CABIN
Paula has fallen asleep on her bed. The phone is right next
to her.
SISSY
is wearing headphones, listening to her Walkman. She sits on
her bed, ogling through the pages of a "PLAYGIRL" magazine.
OVER SISSY'S SHOULDER
The magazine is filled with beefcake-posing guys. She is
practically drooling on the pages. In the background, a
figure quickly passes by the open window.
CLOSE ON SISSY
The movement catches her eye. She cranes her head to look.
WIDER
Taking off the ROCK 'N' ROLL BLARING headphones, Sissy shuts
off her Walkman. She walks over to the window and looks out.
EXT. WINDOW
Sissy, framed by the open window, surveys the area.
HER P.O.V.
All is still and motionless in the campgrounds.
CLOSE ON SISSY
A bit perplexed. She knows she saw something. She starts to
turn away, when the SOUND of LEAVES CRUNCHING underfoot is
HEARD. She sticks her head out the window. She tries to
sound authoritative.
SISSY
All right, who's out there?
PAULA
stirs and awakens halfway.
PAULA
(sleepily)
What's goin' on?
ANGLE ON SISSY
SISSY
(a bit nervous)
I think somebody's messin' around
out there.
Paula smirks, rolls over, and closes her eyes.
PAULA
It's gotta be Cort. He loves to
scare people...
(falling asleep)
...Teach him a lesson.
BACK TO SISSY
She HEARS FOOTSTEPS right below the window. She thinks, then
breaks into an impish grin, seeing something. Sissy quietly
tiptoes over to the table and picks up her half-consumed can
of "Cherry Coke."
MOVING SHOT
Sissy, trying not to laugh, sneaks back to the window. She
crouches down, then extends the can outside.
CLOSE ON CAN
Her hands turn it over and sticky "Cherry Coke" pours down on
her victim. We HEAR IT HITTING SOMEONE.
ANGLE ON SISSY
Quickly she withdraws the can and jumps back from the window.
Expecting a response, she is surprised not to get one.
Stifling a laugh, she creeps back toward the window.
DOLLY IN - SLOWLY FOLLOWING SISSY
Tension mounts as she reaches the frame and tentatively peers
over it. SHOCKINGLY, JASON SPRINGS UP AND GRABS HER.
PROFILE ANGLE - ON WINDOW
Bottom half of Sissy's body is WHIPPED VIOLENTLY OUT THROUGH
THE WINDOW.
PAULA AWAKENS
just as Sissy's legs fly out through the window.
PAULA
(groggy)
Hey, you guys. Try got to wake
the kids.
Paula listens. She HEARS a STRUGGLE, a WHOOSH, a THUMP, then
SILENCE. She snickers once again, then falls back into
dreamland.
CUT TO:
EXT. PHONE BOOTH - NIGHT
Megan's orange Camaro SCREECHES UP. We FOLLOW as she jumps
out and is met by Tommy.
TOMMY
(adamantly)
I'm gonna borrow your car. You
can't do this with me. It's much
too dangerous.
She looks past him at his pickup.
MEGAN
And you can't leave that truck out
in plain sight. Talk about
dangerous.
Tommy turns around to look.
TOMMY
What?
MEGAN
Hide it behind the gas station.
Then we can get the hell out of
here.
He turns back to her.
TOMMY
(irritated)
Look, this isn't a game. You're
not going with me. I'm already
responsible for causing the death
of...
Megan cuts him off.
MEGAN
(quickly)
Didn't you say you needed some
supplies to do this?
TOMMY
Uh...yes. But...
MEGAN
(firmly)
Then let's get goin'. We can
argue on the way. You tell me
what you need...
(with a sly smile)
...I'll make sure you get in.
She heads toward her LOUDLY PURRING Camaro.
MEGAN
...And nobody drives this baby but
me...
(pointing)
...Now get that pickup hid and
let's boog.
ANGLE ON TOMMY
There isn't much he can say. With an exasperated sigh, he
runs to move his truck.
CUT TO:
INT. GIRL'S DORMITORY CABIN - NIGHT
SLOWLY we TRACK along a row of sleeping children. Each has
her own unique position of slumber. We PULL BACK to reveal
her large windows just above them beaming in moonlight.
JASON'S SILHOUETTE CARRYING SISSY'S HEADLESS CORPSE PASSES.
ON THE OPPOSITE WALL
We FOLLOW Jason's evil shadow as it crosses more sleeping
kids. When it falls across little Nancy, her half-open eyes
flash open! She sits up in wide-eyed fear as we rapidly
PRESS IN on her.
CUT TO:
EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT
Megan's hot Camaro jets down the road, kickin' up dust.
INT. MEGAN'S CAR
Tommy shoots Megan a look.
TOMMY
(dryly)
Can this tub go any faster?
She returns a flirtatious grin.
MEGAN
(self-assured)
You got it. Just keep an eye out
for roadblocks.
TOMMY
(looking ahead; deadpan)
Okay. There's one.
THEIR P.O.V. - THROUGH WINDSHIELD
As they round the bend, two police cars with lights a-
flashin' are blocking the road.
EXT. FOREST ROAD
Megan's car SKIDS to a stop.
INT. MEGAN'S CAR
Tommy looks at the temperature Megan for a plan. She
delivers. Grabbing his head, she pulls it down onto her lap.
MEGAN
(forcefully)
Get down.
CLOSE ON TOMMY'S FACE
He stares bug-eyed as he confronts her tight-jeaned crotch.
INSERT - GEARSHIFT
She slams it into reverse.
EXT. FOREST ROAD
The orange bomber ROARS backwards down the road.
THE TWO POLICE CARS
spring into action and give chase.
INT. POLICE CAR
Pappas, the very good-looking one of the two officers seen
earlier, calls it in!
OFFICER PAPPAS
(into mike)
Unit 45, Officer Pappas to Sheriff
Garris. Do you copy?
INT. SHERIFF'S CAR
The distressed sheriff answers the call.
SHERIFF
(into mike)
Yeah, I'm here. What?
OFFICER PAPPAS' VOICE
(over radio)
Got a different vehicle that just
turned tail seeing us. Saw
somebody duck down.
SHERIFF
Got a description or plates?
OFFICER PAPPAS' VOICE
The whole enchilada. It's an '82
orange Camaro, license...
CUT TO:
EXT. FOREST ROAD
Megan's car back quickly into a turnoff, then PEELS OUT full
steam ahead!
INT. POLICE CAR
Officer Pappas is just finishing the vehicle's description
when the sheriff explodes:
SHERIFF'S VOICE
(over radio)
Son of a shittin' bitch! That's
my daughter's car!!
OFFICER PAPPAS
(nervous)
How should we proceed, sir?
INT. SHERIFF'S CAR
SHERIFF
(beside himself emotionally)
With extreme car, for God's sake.
If that kid is with her, there's
every good chance he'll do
something crazy.
INT. MEGAN'S CAR
CLOSE ON TOMMY'S FACE STILL ON HER LAP
TOMMY
(to Megan)
Please don't do anything crazy.
ANGLE ON MEGAN
She drives like a hellcat trying to lose the pursuing cops.
MEGAN
I know what I'm doing. I got your
supplies for ya, didn't I?... Now
if I can get to Cunningham Road,
I can lose them...
(Tommy starts to sit up)
...Just stay where you are.
BACK TO TOMMY
He puts his head back down and stares at the view.
TOMMY
(deadpan)
Whatever you say.
EXT. FOREST ROAD
OVERHEAD SHOT - ON ROAD
Megan's car ROARS by, immediately followed by the two police
cars.
CAMARO'S P.O.V.
Headlights illuminate the windy path we TRAVEL. Enormous
trees stand dangerously close to the curved road.
INT. MEGAN'S CAR
TIGHT ON MEGAN
Our strong-willed heroine is determined to reach her
destination.
EXT. FOREST ROAD
The Camaro fires past us. One cop car, then the other,
follow suit. All three vehicles' tires SQUEAL on the
hazardous curves.
INT. MEGAN'S CAR
ANGLE ON TOMMY
Megan's wild driving causes his head to roll around in her
lap. He tries to be discreet about where it keeps landing.
MEGAN (O.S.)
That's what I want.
Tommy registers surprise.
CLOSE ON MEGAN
What she sees ahead has her beaming with confidence.
MEGAN'S P.O.V. - OUT WINDSHIELD
Two signposts are seen. One reads "Cunningham Road," the
other "Camp Forest Green" with an arrow pointing right.
BACK TO MEGAN
MEGAN
This is gonna be a hairy turn.
Grab ahold of something.
ANGLE ON TOMMY
He looks up at her with a look of "you gotta be kidding."
MEGAN'S P.O.V. - OUT WINDSHIELD
Her car SCREAMS around the turn onto Cunningham Road.
SHOCKINGLY, HER FATHER AND HIS CAR ARE WAITING IN THE DARK
FOR THEM. The deputy and his car are right behind the
sheriff. Both have their rifles aimed and ready.
EXT. FOREST ROAD
Megan's car barely has enough room to brake. The Camaro
fishtails to a stop. The sheriff remains stock-still, not
flinching at all.
PRESS IN - ON SHERIFF
With a deadly cool, her orders his daughter:
SHERIFF
Megan, step out of the car!
ANGLE ON MEGAN - THROUGH WINDSHIELD
She stares in horror at her father. She's never seen him
point a gun at her. But then again she's never pulled a
stunt like this. Megan then looks down at her feet.
INT. MEGAN'S CAR
ANGLE DOWN - ON TOMMY
He is sprawled across the floorboard, his face between
Megan's feet. He stares at her in utter dread.
MEGAN
It's all over.
TOMMY
(shaking his head)
It's just beginning.
CUT TO:
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT
SUBJECTIVE MOVING CAMERA
We HEAD across the campgrounds toward the counselors' cabin.
Climbing the steps, we slowly open the door.
INT. COUNSELOR'S CABIN
Paula is sound asleep. The SOUND of the DOOR OPENING causes
her to stir.
SUBJECTIVE MOVING CAMERA
We CONTINUE through the door into the cabin. Looking around,
we spot the sleeping counselor. We HEAD for her.
PRESS IN - ON PAULA
Tension builds as we stare at the restless girl. Sensing
someone over her, Paula opens her eyes. She gasps!
PAULA'S P.O.V.
A bloody machete is held out before us.
WIDER
Little Nancy stands over Paula, holding the machete.
NANCY
I can't sleep, Paula. I'm scared.
I saw someone at the window and...
Paula sits up quickly and grabs the disgusting machete.
PAULA
(interrupting)
Where'd you get this?
NANCY
(pointing)
I found it outside.
Paula doesn't know what to think. Looking around the cabin
and not seeing anyone, she draws some rapid conclusions.
PAULA
(trying to sound comforting)
You know what? Sissy and Cort are
playing jokes. You know, trying
to scare each other.
NANCY
(innocently)
Why?
PAULA
Well, grown-ups think it's funny
to be scared.
NANCY
(confused)
Are they grown-ups?
PAULA
That's debatable.
NANCY
(more confused)
Huh?
Paula shakes her head, puts the machete down on the floor,
and stands up.
PAULA
Never mind...
(looks at watch)
...Is it that lake already?
She grabs the phone and starts to dial.
PAULA
I can't believe no one called
back. I better...
NANCY
Who ya calling?
PAULA
realizes the child doesn't need to hear this conversation.
She hangs up.
PAULA
Why don't we first try and find
Sissy and Cort, then you can go to
sleep.
She takes Nancy's hand and they head for the door.
NANCY
(worried)
But what if they try and scare us?
PAULA
(playfully)
We'll scare 'em right back.
Nancy giggles with delight. They exit the cabin door.
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN
Paula leads Nancy down the steps. She makes a game out of
quietly sneaking around, looking for the missing counselors.
For the child, this is fun.
WITHOUT WARNING, JASON'S MASKED FACE IS BEFORE US. A STING
accompanies this SHOCK CUT.
OVER JASON'S SHOULDER
In the dark shadows, Jason watches the two giggling girls.
He waits for his moment. For Jason, this is fun.
CUT TO:
INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE - NIGHT
COMPOSITE MASTER - BEGIN CLOSE ON SHERIFF
SHERIFF
(adamantly)
...And I said, shut up!
PULL BACK AND PAN TO INCLUDE MEGAN
MEGAN
(just as adamant)
All he's asking is for you to
check it out.
WIDEN TO SEE TOMMY IN CELL BEHIND TOMMY
TOMMY
(pleading)
You got me where you want me.
There's no reason not...
TIGHTEN AS SHERIFF STOMPS TOWARD HIM
SHERIFF
(restraining his rage)
If I had you where I really wanted
you, they'd be pumping your ass
full of formaldehyde.
MEGAN STEPS BETWEEN THEM
MEGAN
Can't you at least call the camp
and make sure everything's all
right?
SHERIFF
(snapping at her)
We have! Trying to track you
down. The phone there is
disconnected.
TOMMY
Doesn't that tell you something?!
SHERIFF
Yeah...They should've paid their
bill.
In the background we HEAR a CALL coming in on the radio.
Deputy Colone is HEARD answering it. The sheriff points at
Tommy.
SHERIFF
(icy hatred)
You just sit tight, Jason. Once
the authorities from Carpenter get
here, you'll...
DEPUTY (O.S.)
(interrupting; urgent)
Sheriff, you better take this.
We TRACK with the sheriff over to the deputy on the radio
headset.
SHERIFF
(taking the call)
Sheriff Garris...
(as he listens, he reacts
to the horrible news)
...Approximately what time?
(he glares in Tommy's
direction)
...I'll be right there.
We FOLLOW the sheriff as he grabs his coat and hat to leave.
Megan runs up to him.
MEGAN
What?...What happened?!
Her father looks past her to his deputy.
SHERIFF
(coldly)
Rick. Keep and eye on our wacko
kid. I'll be back as soon as I
can.
MEGAN
(insistent)
Daddy, what is going on?
SHERIFF
(to Rick)
And make sure my daughter stays
put...
(looking at Megan)
...She's grounded.
Megan steps in his path as he turns to go. She pushes
against his chest as hard as she can.
MEGAN
(exploding)
Tell me!!
The sheriff immediately raises his hand to strike her. Then,
quickly controlling himself, he grabs her by the shoulders.
SHERIFF
(clenching teeth)
They just found your friend Cort
and some girl. She was brutally
strangled, and Cort...he had a
knife rammed through his skull.
Megan shakes her head in disbelief.
MEGAN
No. No, it's not...
SHERIFF
Yes, Megan. Tommy Jarvis is a
killer. A very deranged boy who
wants you to believe that...
ANGLE ON TOMMY
TOMMY
Jason did do it. I swear!
Sheriff, when were they murdered?
BACK TO MEGAN AND SHERIFF
He disregards Tommy's question and stares at his daughter
with sincere concern.
SHERIFF
For God's sake, stat away from
him. Please, Meggie.
As he starts again to leave, Megan, still in shock from the
news, grabs her father's arm.
MEGAN
(intensely)
Dad...What time were they murdered?
The sheriff hesitates, not wanting to answer. Somehow it
blurts out:
SHERIFF
They think somewhere around 8:30
or 9:00.
MEGAN
steps right up to her father.
MEGAN
I was with Tommy all that time.
CLOSE ON SHERIFF
This obviously hits him on more than one level. He masks his
reaction, turns, and heads for the door.
SHERIFF
Rick, I'll call you when I get
there.
He exits and slams the door.
MEGAN
with sorrowful eyes, looks back at Tommy.
TOMMY
slams both fists against the bars.
TOMMY
Damn.
CUT TO:
INT. GIRL'S DORMITORY CABIN - NIGHT
Paula and Nancy are tiptoeing, trying not to awaken the other
children. Reaching little Nancy's bed, Paula tucks her in
snugly. She crouches next to the child.
PAULA
(whispering)
I'm sure Cort and Sissy are back
in their cabins. So you just go
back to sleep and don't worry.
NANCY
But what I get scared again?
PAULA
(whispering)
Shhh...You know what I used to do
when I was a little girl when I
got scared?
Nancy shakes her head timidly.
PAULA
(whispering)
I would close my eyes and say a
little prayer. And pretty soon,
you know what? Everything scary
went away...
(reassuringly)
...It worked for me. I'll bet
it'll work for you too.
She kisses the child's forehead.
PAULA
(lovingly)
Good night. See ya in the morning.
REVERSE ON PAULA
As she stands up, we see JASON GLARING AT THEM THROUGH THE
WINDOW. Paula smiles tenderly at Nancy.
PAULA'S P.O.V.
Nancy smiles back at her, rolls over, and closes her eyes.
TRACKING SHOT - ON PAULA
She begins to quietly head for the door. JASON FOLLOWS RIGHT
ALONG OUTSIDE FROM WINDOW TO WINDOW.
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN
Paula exits the dormitory door as silently as possible. She
looks around the area, still very concerned about her
companions.
PAULA'S P.O.V.
A gently breeze is blowing away the evening fog. The trees
and brushes seem to shiver nervously.
PRESS IN - ON PAULA
as she slowly descends the steps. Somehow she can sense her
deadly face. Paula looks around again, then hurries toward
her cabin.
WIDE ON SCENE
Paula races across the camp to the counselor's cabin.
MOVING SHOT - OVER HER SHOULDER
She rushes up the cabin steps and finds the door closed. She
seems relieved.
PAULA
Sissy?
INT. COUNSELOR'S CABIN
As Paula enters, she is disappointed to find it empty.
TIGHTEN ON PAULA
She hurries to the phone and starts dialing. For the first
time, she realizes the phone is dead. Her frustration turns
to alarm when she notices something at her feet.
PAULA'S P.O.V.
THE MACHETE SHE LEFT ON THE FLOOR IS GONE. BLOODY STAINS ON
THE FLOOR MARK WHERE IT HAD LAIN.
PAULA
hears a NOISE and turns to look.
ANGLE ON OPEN DOOR
It moves a bit. Was it the wind or is someone behind it?
MOVING SHOT - ON PAULA
Not sure if it's a joke or her imagination, Paula slowly
heads towards it. Tension mounts. Just as she reaches it,
she slowly extends her hand to grab the knob. SUDDENLY, THE
WIND BLOWS IT TOWARD HER. She backs up. It slams shut. No
one, of course, is there. She giggles at herself and reopens
the door. JASON IS RIGHT THERE IN THE DOORWAY.
TIGHT ON PAULA'S GASPING FACE
TIGHT ON JASON'S MACHETE AS IT ADVANCES
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN
A few yards from the cabin, we watch as Jason quickly lunges
at Paula and SLAMS the door, MUFFLING her SCREAM.
CUT TO:
INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Deputy Colone is hunched over his desk, doing what he hates
most...filling out reports. He glances up at Tommy, then
over at Megan. Satisfied, he returns to his shitwork.
ANGLE ON MEGAN
Seated across the room, she appears to be idly sketching
something on a large pad.
TOMMY
sits on his jail cot, head in hands, hopeless.
MEGAN
looks up at the deputy, then over at Tommy.
CLOSE ON TOMMY
He glances up at her.
OVER MEGAN'S SHOULDER - ON TOMMY
She holds up the sketch pad for him to read. As she does,
his eyes widen, amazed at what she's written. He mouths "Are
you sure?" as she lowers the pad.
TIGHT ON MEGAN
She nods a strong affirmative.
WIDE ON SCENE
Tommy gets up off his cot and stretches nonchalantly. He
eyes the deputy, then Megan. She flips a page over, and
starts to really sketch.
TOMMY
So what are ya drawin'?
MEGAN
What's it to ya?
THE DEPUTY
looks up, irritated by the noise.
DEPUTY
Hey, pipe down, Jarvis.
TOMMY
grabs the cell bars.
TOMMY
I was just curious about what she
was drawin'.
MEGAN
holds it up for Tommy to see.
MEGAN
(sarcastic)
There...Ya happy?
TOMMY
No.
MEGAN
Why?
TOMMY
'Cause it stinks.
Megan throws the sketch pad at him. It bounces off the bars.
ANGLE ON TOMMY
He reaches down, grabs it, and pulls it into his cell.
MEGAN
stands up defiantly.
MEGAN
Okay, give it back.
TOMMY
(slyly)
Come and get it.
ANGLE ON DEPUTY
This is really getting him pissed. He gets up.
DEPUTY
Bastard...Megan, I'll get in.
MEGAN
is already in front of the wall. She reaches through the
bars for the pad.
MEGAN
Give it to me, punk.
TIGHT ON TOMMY AND MEGAN
Suddenly he grabs her arm, pulls her to the bars, and starts
kissing her passionately. The more she struggles, the
tighter he envelopes her.
MOVING SHOT - ON DEPUTY
He races across the room. Awkwardly, he grapples to separate
them.
INSERT - DEPUTY'S REVOLVER
As they battle, Megan's hand secretly reaches down and pulls
the gun from the deputy's holster.
ANGLE ON GROUP
Megan allows herself to be torn from Tommy's embrace. The
angry deputy reaches at Tommy, who backs away into the cell.
DEPUTY
You stinkin' maggot, I oughta...!
MEGAN (O.S.)
(demanding)
Let him out of there.
PRESS IN - ON DEPUTY
As he turns to face Megan, a red laser dot appears on the tip
of his nose.
DEPUTY P.O.V.
Megan points the laser-scoped revolver right at us. She
definitely means business.
TIGHT ON DEPUTY
He chuckles in disbelief.
DEPUTY
Come on, Megan, don't clown around.
MEGAN
holds the gun dead-steady.
MEGAN
I ain't the one with the funny red
nose...Open the cell and exchange
places...with him...
(she cocks the trigger)
...Now.
ANGLE ON DEPUTY AND TOMMY
The boy moves up behind him and reinforces the seriousness of
the situation.
TOMMY
(enjoying this)
Better do as she says, 'cause
...wherever the red dot goes, a
bullet is sure to follow.
The deputy reluctantly removes his keys and turns toward
Tommy.
DEPUTY
(furiously)
You brainwashed her, you
sonofabitch?
MEGAN
breaks into a cocky smile, and answers for him.
MEGAN
Yeah, something like that.
CUT TO:
EXT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Tommy and Megan fly out the door and race toward the Camaro.
TOMMY
Got the keys?
MEGAN
reaches under the car and quickly withdraws a tiny box.
MEGAN
No, he took 'em...But I got my
Hide-a-Key.
TOMMY
rushes up and grabs it from her.
TOMMY
Sorry, Megan. Not this time.
MEGAN
(pissed)
Wait a minute. I just...
TOMMY
(determined)
I thank you for getting me out.
But I gotta finish what I started.
MEGAN
stares defiantly at him as she opens the driver's door and
gets in. She suddenly slides over to the passenger's seat.
MEGAN
Well, come on, hot lips, let's go.
You drive, I'll navigate.
ANGLE ON THEM IN CAR
Tommy throws up his hands, then climbs in. The car starts up
and ROARS down the street.
CUT TO:
INT. GIRL'S DORMITORY CABIN
JASON PATROLS THE CHILDREN'S CABIN. Slowly and menacingly,
he walks by the sleeping youngsters.
TRACKING ALONG BED - ON LITTLE GIRLS
Slumbering soundly, they have no awareness of the monster at
the edge of their beds.
JASON
reaches the end of the dormitory. With his back to us, he
stops, senses something, and whips around.
TIGHT ON JASON'S MASKED FACE
He glares at someone with evil intent.
PRESS IN WHILE ZOOMING OUT - ON NANCY
The terrified child's eyes peek from under the sheet. She
ain't dreaming. This monster is real.
WIDER
Jason stands and stares at Nancy at the other end of the
cabin. He then stalks her.
CUT TO:
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT
SHERIFF GARRIS' CAR PULLS ONTO THE CAMPSITE
Another patrol car, with Officer Pappas and Thornton, pulls
up behind it. The wind is getting stronger as it whips
through the trees.
CUT TO:
INT. GIRL'S DORMITORY CABIN
JASON STANDS OVER NANCY'S BED!
The child is frozen in pure terror. She can't even cry out.
NANCY'S P.O.V.
Slowly, Jason's masked face descends toward us.
MOVING SHOT - DOWN TOWARD NANCY
The child squeezes her eyes shut and begins to pray, very
quickly:
NANCY
(whimpering)
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray
the Lord my soul to keep...
JASON'S FACE COMES CLOSER AND CLOSER
NANCY
(voice quavering)
...If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take.
Now I lay me... etc.
ANGLE ON JASON AND NANCY
Jason HEARS the CAR DOOR SLAM outside. His face turns toward
the noise. He immediately heads for it.
DOLLY IN - ON NANCY AS JASON LEAVES
With her eyes still tightly shut, she continues to pray,
unaware that her monster has gone.
CUT TO:
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN
Sheriff Garris surveys the campgrounds suspiciously. The two
officers approach him.
OFFICER THORNTON
So what's the story here?
SHERIFF
Why don't you boys nose around.
I gotta go break the news to
Megan's friends about what's
happened. Holler if you see
anything.
OFFICER PAPPAS
Like what?
SHERIFF
heads for the lit counselor's cabin.
SHERIFF
Anything that don't belong. And
don't wake the kids.
WIDE ON SCENE
The two officers take out their flashlights. They spread out
and scan the area. The RAGING wind causes everything to
WHISTLE and move.
CUT TO:
INT. COUNSELOR'S CABIN
ANGLE ON CLOSED DOOR
KNOCKING is HEARD on it.
SHERIFF
Girls? It's Sheriff Garris.
Slowly he opens the door and sticks his head in.
PRESS IN SHOCKINGLY - ON HIS FACE
He is horrified!
The entire room is SPLATTERED WITH BLOOD. It drips from the
ceiling and streaks down the walls.
BACK TO SHERIFF
Quickly, he bolts out of the room.
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN
The sheriff races down the steps and heads for the children's
dormitories.
CUT TO:
EXT. LAKE FOREST GREEN - BOAT LANDING - NIGHT
Officer Thornton's flashlight scans the two boats along the
small dock. Nothing unusual here.
ANGLE ON SHADOWED WOODS
Although we can't see anyone in the WIND-RUSTLED bushes, we
sense Jason is watching the lone cop.
TIGHT ON JASON'S COMMANDO BELT
His hand withdraws a long, razor-sharp devil dart.
ANGLE ON OFFICER
With his back to us, the unsuspecting cop concludes his
search of the landing and turns around. His flashlight now
focuses on the woods before him.
PAN ACROSS SHADOWED WOODS
We FOLLOW the flashlight beam as it surveys the windswept
area. JASON IS ILLUMINATED! He raises up the sinister dart.
TIGHT ON OFFICER
Recognizing a weapon in this prowler's hand, he goes for his
revolver.
CLOSE ON JASON'S ARM
With supernatural strength, he throws the deadly projectile
at us.
ANGLE ON OFFICER
Before he can pull his gun, THE DEVIL IMPALES ITSELF DEEP
INTO HIS FOREHEAD. The force of it sends him reeling back.
THE TARP-COVERED BOAT
Officer Thornton's body falls into it. His lifeless eyes
stare up at the sky. The dart extends from his third eye.
CUT TO:
INT. BOY'S DORMITORY CABIN
SHERIFF'S P.O.V.
A row of sleeping boys stacking Z's in their cots.
ANGLE ON SHERIFF
Standing in the doorway, the sheriff quietly closes the door.
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT
The panicked sheriff now rushes across to the girls' dorm.
INT. GIRL'S DORMITORY CABIN
As silently as possible, he opens the door and peeks it. He
carefully surveys all the slumbering occupants. The sheriff
suddenly registers alarm.
SHERIFF'S P.O.V.
All the girls are nestled contentedly in their beds...except
one. The covers have been kicked off and her pillow lies on
the floor. Little Nancy is missing.
CUT TO:
EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT
The orange speed-demon Camaro rockets past us.
INT. MEGAN'S CAR
Megan, sitting shotgun, stares open-mouthed at Tommy.
MEGAN
(sarcastically)
Let me know when you're about to
blast into hyperspace. I'll
fasten my seat belt.
TOMMY
drives like a man possessed.
TOMMY
I got a bad feeling we're already
too late.
Megan glances back at the large sack in the rear seat. She
reaches over and looks in at his supplies doubtfully.
MEGAN
Are you sure this is gonna work?
I mean, why didn't we bring that
gun and just blast him away?
ANGLE ON BOTH
TOMMY
It probably wouldn't have any
effect on him. The only sure way
to stop Jason is to return him to
his original resting place, where
he drowned in 1957.
MEGAN
Lake Forest Green?
TOMMY
(nods, then corrects her)
Crystal Lake...where the nightmare
began.
CUT TO:
EXT. LAKE FOREST GREEN - NIGHT
The infamous lake is churning in the moonlight. RACK FOCUS
as Officer Pappas steps before us. It's apparent that he's
getting tired of searching for God-knows-what.
TRACK WITH OFFICER
His flashlight scans the windblown, vibrating bushes.
Suddenly, FOOTSTEPS are HEARD on the other side of the bushes.
ANGLE ON OFFICER
He stops abruptly and strains to listen. Tentatively, he
creeps toward the bushes.
OFFICER'S P.O.V.
We HEAD toward whatever is hiding behind the trembling
shrubbery.
ANOTHER ANGLE - ON OFFICER PAPPAS
Reaching the brushes, he calls out:
OFFICER PAPPAS
Alright, come out of there!
ANGLE ON BUSHES
No reply.
BACK ON OFFICER
He draws his revolver and aims it. He knows someone's there.
OFFICER PAPPAS
I'm askin' you one more time
...come out of there!
Still no response.
MOVING SHOT - FOLLOWING OFFICER
With his gun held before him, the nervous officer goes for a
closer look.
TIGHT ON HIS FACE
Tension builds as he comes closer.
RESUME ON MOVING SHOT - FOLLOWING HIM
He is almost to the bushes. WITHOUT WARNING, SOMEONE DIVES
BEFORE US AND ATTACKS HIS LEG. He gasps aloud.
ANGLE ON OFFICER AND NANCY
The frightened child holds on to Pappas for dear life. He
catches his breath, then crouches down next to her.
OFFICER PAPPAS
(kindly)
Hey, hey, what are you doing
running around out here? Now you
get back to bed.
She squeezes his leg even tighter.
NANCY
(terrified)
No. There's a scary man.
The good-looking officer smiles with amusement.
OFFICER PAPPAS
What scary man?
JASON EXPLODES OUT OF THE BUSHES.
NANCY RUNS SHRIEKING TOWARD THE CAMP.
OFFICER PAPPAS OPENS FIRE ON JASON.
THE BULLETS PENETRATE HIS CHEST, BUT HE KEEPS COMING.
ANGLE ON OFFICER
Suddenly Jason is before him. His powerful hand reaches out
and grabs the officer's SCREAMING face.
TIGHT ON OFFICER'S FACE
JASON'S FINGERS DIG IN TO THE COP'S SKIN. HE YANKS DOWN,
LITERALLY RIPPING THE SKIN OFF HIS SKULL.
A BLOODY GRINNING SKULL STARES AT US FOR A MOMENT, THEN DROPS
FROM VIEW.
CUT TO:
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT
THE SHERIFF'S CAR DOOR
is thrown open. The sheriff reaches in and quickly pulls out
his shotgun.
WIDER
Leaving the door open, he sprints across the camp towards the
gunshots.
MOVING SHOT - ON SHERIFF
As he rounds the corner of a cabin, Nancy comes SCREECHING
toward him. He catches the child and attempts to comfort her.
SHERIFF
Hold on. Take it easy. I got
you. Everything is fine.
ANGLE ON SHERIFF AND NANCY
As he hugs her, he looks up at the boys' dormitory cabin.
SHERIFF'S P.O.V.
All the children are pressed against the windows, staring
down terrified.
WIDER
Quickly, the sheriff picks Nancy up and heads for the cabin.
INT. BOY'S DORMITORY CABIN
Sheriff Garris bursts into the cabin. All the girls have
gathered in the boys' cabin for safety. He puts little Nancy
down and addresses the petrified youngsters.
SHERIFF
Kids, listen to me very carefully.
I want everyone to lie down on the
floor and stay there. Do not get
up until I come back. Now hurry.
VARIOUS SHOTS OF KIDS HITTING THE FLOOR
Some cover their heads, others crawl under the cots.
INT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT
The sheriff runs out of the children's cabin, securing the
door behind him.
TIGHT ON SHOTGUN IN HIS HANDS
He pumps the weapon as he walks.
ANGLE UP - ON SHERIFF - DOLLYING BACK
With stern vigilance, he storms toward his objective.
SHERIFF GARRIS
arrives in the area behind the cabins near the lake. There
is no one to be found. The savage wind whips the trees and
bushes, causing the sheriff to twitch at every movement.
ANOTHER ANGLE
Slowly, he turns and heads into the shadowed area between the
cabins.
MOVING SHOT - ON SHERIFF
With the shotgun held before him, he walks tensely through
this dark passage.
TIGHT ON HIS FACE
The sheriff's eyes dart nervously, straining to see in the
near blackness. Suddenly, he trips and falls from view.
ANGLE ON SHERIFF FALLING
Rapidly, we TILT DOWN as he slams down on Officer Pappas'
corpse.
THE SHERIFF'S FACE LANDS PRESSED AGAINST THE GROTESQUE BLOODY
SKULL. Horribly repulsed, he scrambles to his feet.
THE SHERIFF
stands up, turns, and JASON IS WAITING RIGHT THERE.
WIDER
Quickly, he backs away from this masked spectre of evil.
Then they both stands motionless for a long time, sizing each
other up.
LOW ANGLE - ON JASON
He decides to make the first move. He lunges forward.
LOW ANGLE - ON SHERIFF
Instantly, he raises the shotgun and BLASTS Jason with both
barrels!
ANGLE ON JASON'S TORSO
A hole is ripped out of Jason's side!
DOLLY BACK - ON JASON
IT DOESN'T FAZE HIM AT ALL. HE KEEPS COMING.
DOLLY TOWARD THE SHERIFF
Shocked beyond belief, the sheriff drops the rifle and pulls
out his .357. Backing up, he empties the chamber into the
stalking ghoul.
ANGLE BEHIND JASON
As he advances on the firing sheriff, we see THE BULLETS
EXITING FROM JASON'S BACK.
TIGHT ON JASON CLOSING IN
All this is only making him madder.
TIGHT ON TERRIFIED SHERIFF
His gun CLICKING empty, he has but one option left. He takes
it. The sheriff turns and runs like hell toward the woods!
JASON IS RIGHT BEHIND.
CUT TO:
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT
Megan's Camaro roars into the campsite next to the police
cars. Megan jumps out and looks around for her father.
Tommy grabs the heavy sack from the back seat.
MEGAN
(excited; pointing at cars)
They did show up. Isn't that
great?
TOMMY
(worried)
I hope so.
MEGAN
sees the lights on in the counselors' cabin. She rushes
toward it.
TOMMY
Megan, wait!
ANGLE ON COUNSELORS' CABIN
Megan dashes up the steps and throws the door open. She
SCREAMS in horror at the blood-spattered room. She turns and
runs toward the dormitories.
MEGAN
Dad!...Daddy!!
TOMMY
lugging the heavy sack, chases after her.
TOMMY
No, Megan!
CUT TO:
EXT. WOODS - NIGHT
Through the violently windblown forest dashes our "formerly
macho" sheriff. Primal instincts tell him only one thing...
save your own ass. He runs for his life.
JASON
continues his pursuit of the lawman.
CUT TO:
INT. BOY'S DORMITORY CABIN
Megan BURSTS in through the door! All the kids SCREAM. She
quickly scans the room.
MEGAN'S P.O.V.
Petrified little faces stare up at her from the floor.
ANGLE ON MEGAN
She hurries into the cabin.
MEGAN
It's okay. It's me--Megan. Don't
be afraid.
NANCY AND A COUPLE OTHER KIDS
run over and hug her for security.
MEGAN
(trying to sound calm)
It's all right. Shhh-hh.
ANGLE ON DOORWAY
Tommy looks in and is relieved to see they're all right. He
quickly turns and runs back down the steps.
EXT. LAKE FOREST GREEN - BOAT LANDING - NIGHT
Tommy races from the campsite toward the dock, lugging the
heavy satchel.
ANGLE ON TOMMY
Reaching the landing, he starts to board one of the two boats.
TIGHT ON TOMMY
He recoils in horror.
TOMMY'S P.O.V.
The murdered cop, Officer Thornton, lies in the rowboat. His
dead eyes glare right at us. Blood flows from the impaled
dart in his forehead.
BACK TO TOMMY
He immediately goes for another boat.
ANGLE ON ROWBOAT
Unfortunately, this one is older and more rickety, evident
when Tommy steps into it and it SQUEAKS and MOANS.
TIGHT ON SACK
Opening it up, Tommy pulls out a long and very heavy chain.
He then withdraws some huge padlocks.
ANGLE ON TOMMY
With intense urgency, he looks along the lake shore for
something.
CUT TO:
EXT. WOODS - NIGHT
TRACKING ON JASON'S FEET
Suddenly, they stop, turn, and retrace their steps.
ANGLE THROUGH TREES - ON JASON
Seems he has lost his prey. Carefully, he searches the
RUSTLING bushes for the hiding sheriff.
TIGHT ON SHERIFF'S SWEATING FACE
Buried deep in the thick bushes, the winded sheriff holds his
breath as Jason passes.
CUT TO:
INT. BOY'S DORMITORY CABIN
Megan has done her best to assure the children that they are
safe. She stands up.
MEGAN
Now I gotta find my daddy, the
sheriff, so we can all go home.
Okay?
The kids nod.
MEGAN
heads for the door. She turns to them.
MEGAN
So you stay here and we'll be back
to get you. Everyone lie back
down and don't worry.
ANGLE ON TWO BOYS
The 12-year-old youngsters seen earlier. Billy turns to his
sarcastic friend Tyen.
BILLY
(scared)
What do you think?
TYEN
I think we're dead meat.
CUT TO:
EXT. LAKE SHORE - NIGHT
Tommy struggles to roll a large, heavy rock toward the boat.
In the background, Megan is running around the campsite
CALLING OUT for her father.
ANGLE ON TOMMY
Already fearing the worst, he yells to Megan:
TOMMY
Megan! Use your dad's car radio
and call for assistance...and an
ambulance!
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT
ANGLE ON MEGAN
She stares at Tommy, petrified at what that means. She then
runs toward the sheriff's car.
ANGLE ON CAR DOOR
As Megan throws the car door open, SISSY'S HEAD ROLLS OUT AND
LANDS AT HER FEET.
LOW ANGLE - UP AT MEGAN
She goes berserk with horror.
MEGAN
(screaming)
Oh, God! Oh my God!
Megan looks around, terrified that this same fate has
befallen her father. She SCREAMS OUT even LOUDER:
MEGAN
Dad! Answer me! Daddy, where are
you! Help us!
CUT TO:
INT. BOY'S DORMITORY CABIN
Lying on the floor, Tyen looks at Billy with a what-did-I-
tell-ya' attitude.
TYEN
(scared)
Real dead meat.
CUT TO:
EXT. WOODS - NIGHT
CLOSE ON SHERIFF
He looks up, HEARING his daughter's distant CRY. What can he
do?
ANGLE ON JASON
He stops his search. He HEARS Megan as well. JASON HEADS IN
THE DIRECTION OF MEGAN'S VOICE.
WIDER
The sheriff peeks out of his hiding place. Our killer storms
by without seeing him. Jason is hell-bent for Megan.
CLOSER ON SHERIFF
Seeing Jason heading towards his daughter, his protective
fatherly instincts cause him to take action without thought.
He leaps out at Jason!
SHERIFF
No! Not her!
JASON IS TACKLED FROM BEHIND
With almost superhuman strength, the sheriff attacks Jason
and starts pounding him into the ground.
TIGHT ON JASON AND SHERIFF
So aggressive and relentless is the pummeling, for a moment
you think he might kill the monster. But only for a moment...
CLOSE ON JASON
Only disoriented and not at all hurt, Jason rolls over under
the sheriff. He grasps the sheriff's arm, stopping the
assault.
ANGLE DOWN - ON THEM
JASON SHOCKINGLY TEARS THE SHERIFF'S ARMS OUT OF THEIR
SOCKETS. He throws them aside.
LOW ANGLE UP - ON THEM
JASON GRIPS THE SHRIEKING LAWMAN'S HEAD. HE PUSHES IT BACK,
CAUSING THE SHERIFF'S BODY TO BEND ALL THE WAY BACKWARDS.
TIGHT ON SHERIFF'S CONTORTED FACE
As he is forced back toward his feet, a horrid CRACK is
HEARD. HIS SPINE HAS BEEN SNAPPED IN HALF. His body
collapses backwards.
WIDER
Enraged, Jason throws the rag doll-like body of the sheriff
aside as he rises. Megan's VOICE is HEARD again, calling for
the father. JASON HEADS FOR HER.
CUT TO:
EXT. LAKE FOREST GREEN - BOAT LANDING - NIGHT
Megan is struggling to help Tommy get the huge rock into the
boat. Her eyes are watering from fear.
MEGAN
You gotta help me look for
him...We need him to help us.
ANGLE ON BOAT
The chains are arranged to go around the rock. Tommy tries
to brace himself as they lower the boulder down. A CRACK is
HEARD as the huge stone lands in the old wooden boat.
TOMMY
(exhausted)
Whew...Okay, hand me those
padlocks.
MEGAN
(near hysteria)
Did you hear me?!
ANOTHER ANGLE ON THEM
TOMMY
(impatiently)
Yes. And I said, hand me those
padlocks.
She grabs the locks and gives them to him angrily.
MEGAN
You're gonna be sorry.
TOMMY
starts padlocking the chains tightly around the rock.
TOMMY
I hope not.
CUT TO:
EXT. WOODS - NIGHT
JASON STOMPS THROUGH THE WINDY FOREST.
CUT TO:
EXT. LAKE FOREST GREEN - BOAT LANDING - NIGHT
ANGLE ON CHAIN IN BOAT
Tommy straightens out the rest of the heavy chain. He
fashions a noose.
MEGAN
paces the dock in nervous fear. She doesn't know what to do.
CUT TO:
EXT. WOODS - NIGHT
JASON IS COMING CLOSER.
CUT TO:
EXT. LAKE FOREST GREEN - BOAT LANDING - NIGHT
Tommy unties the boat and pushes off the dock into the
churning water.
TOMMY
Megan! Get back into the cabin
with the kids.
MEGAN
keeps pacing and looking around nervously.
TOMMY
Megan, please!
Suddenly it dawns on her that he's actually leaving her alone
out here. She panics.
MEGAN
No. Don't leave.
ANGLE ON TOMMY IN BOAT
He starts rowing out into the lake.
TOMMY
(adamant)
Megan, get in there with them
before it's too late.
CUT TO:
INT. BOY'S DORMITORY CABIN
It's too late...JASON EXPLODES THROUGH THE DOOR, KNOCKING IT
OFF ITS HINGES.
THE CHILDREN
run SCREAMING to the back of the cabin.
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT
MOVING SHOT - OVER MEGAN'S SHOULDER
She races from the landing toward the cabin.
EXT. ON LAKE - IN BOAT - NIGHT
Tommy watches, helpless. He stands up.
TOMMY
Megan!
EXT. BOY'S DORMITORY CABIN - NIGHT
Megan is only a few yards from the cabin. WITHOUT WARNING,
JASON BURSTS OUT THROUGH A WINDOW AND LANDS BEFORE HER.
ANGLE ON JASON AND MEGAN
He springs up and grabs the stunned Megan.
TIGHT ON MEGAN'S FACE
As she SCREAMS, Jason's hand grips her face. She is about to
share the same horrific fate as Officer Pappas.
TOMMY (O.S.)
JASON!!
LOW ANGLE - ON JASON GRIPPING MEGAN
He looks over toward the lake.
JASON'S P.O.V.
Out on the lake, Tommy is seen awkwardly standing in the
boat, waving his arms.
TOMMY
Come on, Jason! It's me you want!
Come and get me!
BACK TO JASON
He suddenly tosses Megan aside and heads for Tommy.
MEGAN
falls on the ground, trembling and hyperventilating. She
stares at the departing Jason and looks back at the cabin.
ANGLE ON CABIN WINDOWS
All the eyes of the petrified kids peek down at her from the
bottom of the window frames.
EXT. ON LAKE - IN BOAT - NIGHT
Tommy keeps taunting Jason to come for him.
TOMMY
That's it! Come on, pus-head!
EXT. LAKE SHORE - NIGHT
Jason reaches the lake and keeps going as if the water didn't
even exist. He stays fixed on the one thing he's wanted to
kill the most...Tommy.
EXT. ON LAKE - IN BOAT - NIGHT
Seeing he's got him, Tommy sits down. He reaches for the
chain noose and holds it in his sweating hands.
EXT. LAKE SHORE - NIGHT
Jason is wading deeper into the dark, choppy waters.
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT
Seeing Jason is getting dangerously close to Tommy, Megan
jumps up and starts yelling:
MEGAN
Tommy, get out of there! Row to
the other side of the lake!
Hurry!!
EXT. LAKE - NIGHT
Jason stops and turns back to look at Megan. Should he get
her first?
ANGLE ON TOMMY IN BOAT
He panics and yells at Jason:
TOMMY
Hey, asshole! It's me you want,
remember?! Come on, chickhenshit,
I'm sittin' here waitin'!
JASON
turns back towards the boy. He moves on him like a hungry
shark.
ANGLE ON CHAIN NOOSE
Tommy's nervous hands keep the noose out of Jason's sight as
he opens it wider.
TIGHT ON JASON'S MASKED FACE
He is almost to the boat.
TIGHT ON TOMMY'S FACE
He is sweating profusely as he grits his teeth.
TIGHT ON NOOSE
It's ready.
JUST AS JASON REACHES THE BOAT, HE SUBMERGES, DISAPPEARING
INTO THE DARK WATERS.
ANGLE DOWN - ON TOMMY IN BOAT
The boy goes crazy, looking from one side to the other.
CLOSER ON TOMMY
He scans the sinister, churning waters. Where will Jason re-
emerge?
BACK ON ANGLE ABOVE TOMMY AND BOAT
A long, tense wait.
ANGLE OFF SIDE OF BOAT
Bubbles rise. Tommy holds the noose over him. JASON
EXPLODES UP FROM THE OTHER SIDE.
ANOTHER ANGLE ON BOAT
Tommy loses his balance and drops the noose into the bottom
of the boat. His fall causes the rickety boat to CRACK.
INSERT - ON HULL
Water starts to leak in around the huge rock.
JASON
grabs for Tommy, who struggles to reach the noose.
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT
Megan is freaking out, not knowing what to do.
EXT. LAKE - NIGHT
JASON'S HAND GRABS TOMMY'S JACKET. The boy fights to break
free of his grip.
INSERT - ON HULL
Their struggle causes it to split open wide. More water
pours in.
ANGLE ON TOMMY'S FOOT
He tries to snag the noose as Jason pulls harder on him.
TOMMY
yanks his arm away violently, causing his sleeve to rip off
in Jason's hand.
ANGLE ON TOMMY'S FOOT
He manages to catch to noose with his shoe.
INSERT - ON HULL
The boat is filling up with water around the rock.
JASON
grabs ahold of Tommy's leg.
TOMMY'S OTHER FOOT
slides the chain up to his outstretched fingers.
ANGLE ON TOMMY AND JASON
The boy grabs the noose and forces it over Jason's head.
TIGHT ON JASON
Enraged, he lunges at Tommy!
ANGLE ON BOAT
That's all that's needed to split open the hull! JASON IS
PULLED UNDER AND HE DRAGS TOMMY DOWN WITH HIM.
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT
MEGAN SCREAMS HYSTERICALLY.
INT. UNDERWATER
The large boulder falls to the bottom of the lake. Its chain
pulls taut.
CLOSE ON JASON
The chain noose tightens around Jason's neck.
ANOTHER ANGLE
Jason struggles to hold on to Tommy while trying to loosen
the choke-chain.
TIGHT ON TOMMY
He fights to free himself of Jason's grasp before running out
of breath.
ANGLE ON JASON
He gives up on the noose, opting to strange Tommy instead.
Both are drowning in this battle.
EXT. LAKE - NIGHT
Bubbles appear on the surface of the lake. After a flurry of
them, they cease.
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT
MEGAN COVERS HER MOUTH IN DREAD.
EXT. LAKE - NIGHT
After a moment, Tommy's limp body rises to the surface. It
floats, lifeless.
INT. UNDERWATER
Jason's body also hangs lifeless, anchored vertically by the
chain...The two have destroyed each other.
EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT
Knowing it's over, all the kids slowly exit the cabin. They
surround the catatonic Megan. The wind has DIED DOWN.
LITTLE NANCY
stares up sorrowfully at Megan.
NANCY
(softly)
Is he kill-ded?
MEGAN
breaks out of her shock. She heads for the lake.
MEGAN
(to kids)
Stay here.
REVERSE ANGLE TOWARD LAKE
Megan races to the lake and dives in.
EXT. LAKE - NIGHT
Megan swims toward the motionless Tommy.
ANGLE DOWN - ON MEGAN AND TOMMY
She reaches her man, holds him around the chest, and pulls
him to shore.
INT. UNDERWATER
MEGAN'S LEG IS GRABBED BY JASON. He tries to pull her down.
EXT. LAKE - NIGHT
Megan fights for her life as she repeatedly gets yanked down.
INT. UNDERWATER
Megan's feet kick at her attacker. But Jason's iron grip
will not let go of her leg.
TIGHT ON JASON'S HEAD AND NECK
ONE OF MEGAN'S POWERFUL KICKS DRIVES INTO JASON'S THROAT. A
stream of final air bubbles and disgusting, ugly black fluid
rushes from his mask!
JASON'S HAND
lets go of Megan's leg. She swims away.
FINAL SHOT OF JASON
Our infamous killer is at last defeated. His rotting corpse
hangs in its original underwater burial ground.
EXT. LAKE SHORE - NIGHT
Megan pulls Tommy's body onto the shore.
THE CHILDREN
run down and surround them with concerned faces.
ANGLE ON MEGAN AND TOMMY
She frantically gives him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.
TIGHT ON TOMMY
He doesn't respond.
MEGAN
won't accept that he's dead. She fights back the tears as
she pushes on his abdomen.
TIGHT ON TOMMY
Still nothing.
ANGLE ON NANCY
She watches Megan trying desperately to revive the lifeless
boy. The child gets an idea. She closes her eyes and
whispers a little prayer.
RESUME MEGAN AND TOMMY
The tears are now flowing down Megan's cheeks. She knows her
efforts are in vain. In frustration, she strikes his chest
hard.
TIGHT ON TOMMY
He coughs and spits out water.
ANGLE ON MEGAN
She WHOOPS and helps him to sit up. A few of the kids CHEER.
LITTLE NANCY
opens her eyes and is quite surprised it worked. She looks
heavenward and smiles a "thank you."
CLOSE ON TOMMY
As Megan hugs him gratefully, Tommy looks out over the
moonlit lake.
TOMMY
(sighs; relieved)
It's over, Megan. It's finally
over. Jason is home.
WIDE ON SCENE - BEHIND GROUP
We look over the shoulders of Tommy, Megan and the kids as
they stare at the now-peaceful lake.
FADE OUT:
FADE IN:
EXT. CEMETERY - DAY
SUBJECTIVE MOVING CAMERA
Slowly we HEAD between the tombstones, stalking the old
caretaker, Martin. He is bent over, pulling weeds. We COME
CLOSER and CLOSER, then finally stand towering over him. He
senses us and turns around, STARTLED.
ANOTHER ANGLE ON MARTIN
He climbs nervously to his feet, quickly dropping the weeds.
MARTIN
(overly friendly)
You.. .ha-ha.. frightened me. I
was just, you know, cleaning up
the...place, you know. Ha-ha.
OVER THE SHOULDER OF STRANGER - ON MARTIN
All we see is a dark suit and longish red-gray hair. The way
Martin looks up at him, we know he is hiding true terror of
this mysterious stranger.
MARTIN
Er.. nice to see you again, Mr.
Voorhees...Haven't seen you in
Crystal...er, Forest Green, in
quite some time.
There is only a deathly silence from the nefarious man.
MARTIN
(nervously)
Hey, I've been takin' real good
care of your wife and son's
graves. Go look. You'll be real
pleased.
Martin forces a grin to cover his fear.
ANGLE ON MR. VOORHEES' HAND
It reaches into his back pants pocket and withdraws a small
wad of money. The gnarled hand gives it to Martin.
MARTIN obsequiously accepts his payment. He practically
genuflects before him.
MARTIN
Thank you, Mr. Voorhees. Thank
you. I'll leave you in private,
like you like. Okay, er...bye.
Thank you.
He takes his earning and dashes away...probably to the liquor
store.
ANGLE ON LAWN
Mr. Voorhees' black shoes head toward us and stop. Slowly,
we TILT UP toward his face. Just as we reach his chest...
ANGLE OVER HIS SHOULDER - ON TWO GRAVES
We recognize them from before.
CLOSER ON GRAVES
Of course, they are his wife's and son Jason's.
WIDER ANGLE - FROM BEHIND HIM
He stands menacingly over his family's resting place...Does
he sense something is wrong here?
EXTREME CLOSEUP OF HIS EYES
They stare down at his son's grave. These eyes are truly
evil. Cold. Dark. Demonic. Then the worst happens... They
slowly look up at us. They seem to accuse us of knowing the
true whereabouts of his son. AND HE WON'T STOP GLARING AT US.
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. LAKE FOREST GREEN - DAY
We GLIDE tranquilly over the blue water toward the middle of
the lake.
DISSOLVE TO:
SLOWLY MOVING IN on the water, it seems we are about to
descend into it... JASON EMERGES AT US! We PULL BACK a bit.
No, it's only his infamous MASK. Freed from it's wicked
owner, it floats peacefully along old CRYSTAL LAKE... for now.
(Courtesy horrorlair.com)
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