Bigfoot Horror Camp Page #2

I'll just put a coat on.

I think the sun

is getting to you.

You're not making

any sense, Mary.

Okay, I see you'll be fine.

Where were we?

Well, I was telling

you about the time

that I saw the monster.

Right.

But I think she was talking

about Mike the maintenance guy.

Ooh, I've got my

own monster story.

Mike was way deep in my unit.

[Woman] In your unit, you say?

Really?

Way, way deep,

if you must know.

Well, if it's the guy I

saw in the office today,

then he's definitely the

right guy for the job.

I saw about that.

[Women] Hi, Mike.

(funky electronic music)

Should've taken a dip with us.

Oh, I would have.

But you see, I

couldn't leave the bar.

Besides, it looks like you girls

got on just fine without me.

[Mary] Bye, babe.

We'll see you later.

Are you thirsty?

That's somebody else's drink.

Yeah, but I poured it.

And it's really more hungry

than thirsty, really.

I haven't eaten breakfast

since 6:
30 this morning.

And breakfast wasn't

really that big,

when you think about it.

I mean, I'm a growing boy.

And French toast, a

little creme fraiche,

and some pastries, of course.

And then, you know, you

got a little fruit platter.

Coffee was good, but it really

wasn't a latte of any kind.

It was just a

small black coffee.

And then the tater

tots were nice,

and eggs, but not scrambled.

A little bit of cheese...

Don't you ever shut up?

I'm totally coming

onto you here.

(gentle tropical music)

Look at that.

Shotguns are loaded.

(gentle tropical music)

Crocodile, how about it?

Let's see what you can do.

(gunshot)

Gotta hit the eye.

Better luck next time.

I wish that it was

me in there swimming.

(gentle tropical music)

(dissonant electronic music)

(dramatic music)

(hissing)

(growling)

(playful jazz music)

Good God.

Help me, please.

We've gotta get

you out of here.

No, no, no.

Let's go.

(dramatic electronic music)

(growling)

(dramatic music)

(screaming)

Put me down.

No.

You'll never get away with this.

(Bigfoot grunting)

What are you doing?

Are you trying to make me dance?

Well, why didn't you just

say that, you big oaf?

(funky dance music)

(rhythmic exotic music)

[Narrator] It happened

two million years ago.

(gentle dramatic music)

In steaming swamps and

prehistoric jungles.

(birds squawking)

The earliest manlike

creature walked the Earth.

Not human, more beast than man.

A monster of evolution.

(birds squawking)

It walked across

the eons of time,

slowly changing, becoming

more and more human,

more and more advanced.

These initial

discoveries were made

mostly in the snowbound

regions of the world,

parts of Alaska, Canada,

most often by mountaineering

expeditions in the Himalayas.

(bright dramatic music)

Now, this man was a

professional photographer,

as well as an educated

scientific investigator

and mountaineer.

The giant footprints

in the snow,

photographed by Stapleton,

were published by

newspapers around the world.

For the first time,

the public came to know

of the existence of a

giant, manlike monster

which actually exists

in the Himalayas.

A monster known as

Yeti or Bigfoot.

Within two years, the

reports of giant footprints

deep within the wilderness

areas of the world

spread from the Himalayas

into North American itself.

(dishes clanking)

Oh my God, I'm so sorry.

Oh no, no, it's

completely my fault.

I'm such a klutz.

You are not a klutz.

If anything, you're an

amazingly beautiful woman.

That is what you are.

I am?

Yes, you are.

And in fact...

If you'll follow

me to the boudoir,

I'd be happy to show

you just how, um,

amazingly beautiful you are.

I don't know if

that's such a good idea.

I mean...

(playful keyboard music)

(smooth synth music)

(birds tweeting)

Wow, I forget how

beautiful it is up here.

You know, Bon?

You know, I never

thought I'd say this,

but it is a pretty cool place.

Yeah.

My parents used

to take me up here

while I was at State.

I used to hate it back then

because it meant

I had to be away

from Danny Jackson

for five weeks.

Ooh, I screwed Danny...

I mean, who?

You know, he was

president of his fraternity.

He sat next to you in sociology?

Sorry, not ringing a bell.

Yeah, right.

Okay, well, what can I say?

You were gone for the summer,

and we were at a party.

And as they say,

the rest is history.

I can't believe you did that.

What?

It was like 100 years

ago, so who cares?

Anyways, what about

Bobby Lockhart?

Who?

Oh, don't play dumb with me.

Yeah, that was awkward.

Well, let's face it,

we both made mistakes.

I agree.

We're both a couple of sluts.

Yeah.

(dramatic synth music)

(Bigfoot growling)

Oh my god, what was that?

I think I just saw something.

Let's get out of here.

(dramatic synth music)

(playful music)

[Narrator] Well, I

was out of patience

and I was out of money.

So I took a job up

in the wilderness,

around Bossburg, Washington.

Had to photograph a cinnamon

bear in its natural habitat.

You want a bear?

Here's a bear.

Piece of cake.

I always got what I set after...

Except Bigfoot.

Then I saw it,

a deformed version of the

track I'd seen so often.

(mysterious music)

There it was.

Finally, face-to-face

with Bigfoot.

Here was the domed head, just

as others had described it.

The thick, dark fur to protect

it from extremes of weather,

and allow it to pass

unnoticed in the night.

I saw it, photographed it,

but scientists

challenged my film.

Yet it stood up under

every conceivable test.

Some reveal rugged terrain

as the cause of

the skinned heels,

polio as the cause of the limp.

But my documented evidence

wasn't good enough

for the experts,

expects who still asked,

"How could such a

creature survive?

"Where does it live?

"Show us its remains.

"What does it eat?"

Experts who challenged my word

but claimed credit for my film,

and profited by it

on lecture circuits.

Now I didn't care

for these people,

but I was haunted

by their questions.

(playful music)

Where am I?

You're at Double-D.

You're safe now.

You saved me?

Anyway, we need

to get going, okay?

Wait, where's Tina?

Who?

My friend.

I came with my friend Tina.

Where is she?

I don't know.

You were the only

person when I got here,

so I mean...

Oh my God, the monster.

What monster?

No, we need to get

out of here right now.

(dramatic synth music)

(motor humming)

(water bubbling)

(helicopter whirring)

How are you feeling?

Oh, I'm sorry.

I didn't see you.

You didn't see me, Miss Dana?

Uh, no?

Really?

Well...

I think maybe you did.

I didn't see anything.

I think we're in

the clear, for now.

- Are we?

- Yeah.

[Dana] Then why don't

you lean a little closer?

(gentle guitar music)

[Narrator] Now I understood

why Bigfoot steered

clear of man.

He had to,

in order to survive.

However vicious the

creature might be,

I gained a lot of respect

for the elusive Bigfoot

and its ability to endure.

But if we were to find it,

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