Book of Shadows: Blair Witch 2 Page #3

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(Man screaming)

(Girl panting)

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(Baby crying)

What's going on?

What the f***...?

This is my work.

This is all my research.

Our work.

Every word.

Where the f*** are my cameras?

(Stephen) This is all

of our goddamn work!

How the hell are we gonna make

the deadline?

- We backed it up on computer.

- No, Tristen, that was just notes.

Half this sh*t is original documents.

Where the hell was everybody?

We were all supposed to be awake.

Guys, where's Erica?

I'm right here.

We must have fallen asleep.

Asleep? It's like

we must have blacked out!

The last thing I remember

was that other group.

Yeah... those f***ing dickweeds!

Who else could it have been, huh?

They came back from Coffin Rock,

and ripped us off!

Ripped? These things look like

they were bit off.

I- I-I... What am I gonna do?

At least the tapes are still here.

- What?

- The tapes. They're here.

Where? Do you see them?

In my mind, I see them.

Oh, Jesus.

You f***.

They're there!

Where they found

the Blair Witch tapes?

You've got to be kidding me.

Come on! Why would they be in there?

Newsflash, everybody...

That was just a movie.

I don't know why, Stephen.

They're under the rocks.

There's nothing in there.

Reach inside.

- Well...?

- I don't feel so hot.

Jeff, is there anything in there?

(Erica) Jesus Christ.

How did those get in there?

Are they yours?

I think we should leave.

How did you know?

- I don't know.

- Are they yours?

Did you put them there? Did you?!

- Jeff, are they your tapes?

- Yeah, they're my tapes!

Then, why are they still here?

Why is the equipment trashed, the

cameras are gone, but not the tapes?

She's right. Wouldn't those guys

want to f*** up your tour footage?

Stephen, I want to leave.

How did this happen?

Oh, f***!

Jesus Christ, the baby.

We found blood in the van.

Tristen had a miscarriage.

You know that, Cravens.

'She bled in the van

on the way to the hospital. '

This girl's hypothermic.

Get me heating blankets and a lamp.

It's like she's

been sitting in ice water.

We were just camping.

(Cravens) 'The doctor thinks

it's hypothermia. '

Course, the way I see it

you brought her out here,

you took her into those woods.

She's your responsibility.

Are you charging me with something?

You have been... a pain

in this town's ass since you were 10.

You need to learn

to stay out of trouble, boy.

It makes you defensive...

Anxious.

Last thing you need

is to end up back in the loony bin.

How is she?

She lost the baby.

The doctor will keep you here

till your temperature stabilises.

You lost a lot of blood.

More than usual.

It's for the best.

Your body is telling you

something was wrong.

Something was wrong.

(Screaming)

How are you feeling?

I'm not staying here.

Five hours of our lives

are unaccounted for.

I want to see those tapes.

I want to know what happened.

I've got some editing equipment at my

house.

We should be able to come up

with some answers.

We're still in

the Black Hills, aren't we?

Yeah, right up there.

Let's get Tristen inside.

We can take care of the bags later.

I thought we were going

to your house.

RFD 431... Jericho Mills, home.

(Stephen) What did it used to be?

It was a factory after the war.

They were going to destroy it, so I

got them to sell it to me for a buck.

(Erica) Cool.

Sorry about the bridge.

It's the only way in or out.

It's pretty safe...

don't lean on the railings.

I am not a gambling man.

But...

I would bet my entire...

retirement pension...

that the blood in the van...

is gonna match those tourists.

You've been looking to pin something

on me since I was a kid.

(Dogs barking)

Come on, get in, quick. Before they

eat you. Quick, quick. Let's go.

(Barking)

(Barking stops)

(Barking)

Burkitt County's cheapest alarm.

And what's that do? Squirt water?

No, that actually works. Wave.

It's recording you right now.

I got 'em hooked up

through the building.

- I'm a little paranoid.

- Hah! a little?

I heard that.

But with good reason.

I got a lot of valuable stuff here.

Oh, my God!

(Kim) Yeah! You wouldn't want

somebody to come in here,

and steal stuff

that you've already stolen.

Where it comes from is not

my business, nor should it be yours.

I just like to pass the savings

on to others.

- Really? And how do you do that?

- E-bay.

Buying, selling, trading, swapping.

I'm a major player.

I thought all your cameras

got trashed.

Well, you can never have too many.

Jeff, I think we've had enough

videotaping for one weekend.

Yeah, dude. Tour's over.

(Jeff) Maybe the tour has just begun,

cos you're walking into

the official Blair store.

Come in, everybody.

This is where it begins.

This is the epicentre of

the Blair Witch-Hunt web-site.

I got my sticks... You can touch

these, they're for the stick men.

Don't touch those, those are drying.

Did you collect these

in the Black hills?

Yeah, every twig.

Here is a rock...

Oh, my God, who made that?!

Oh, I did, earlier.

We've got Parr ruins foundation dirt,

that's a big item. I sell that.

T- shirts and sweat shirts, and hats.

Here you go, Tristen.

That's for you, gratis.

I feel better.

You're as big an a**hole

as the rest of them.

What are you talking about, Erica?

This stuff is hot.

This is what

the wiccan religion needs,

more capitalism based on

fear and lies.

Do you really think it's fair

to exploit our culture,

just to sell stick-figure key chains?

- I think this place is cool, Jeff.

- Thanks.

Jeff, we're tired.

I should get her to bed.

Oh, yeah. Sorry.

Let's see...

The stairs by the kitchen

lead to my editing loft.

The bedroom on the right is mine.

It's got the biggest bed

and it's own john. You guys take it.

- Thanks, brother.

- Sure.

Sleep well.

The rest of the bedrooms

are down the hallway.

Hey...

I really appreciate the hospitality,

but take me off your mailing list.

OK.

They should have never let you out.

You're a long way from sane.

(Tristen) I saw something

at the hospital.

What?

It was just like the picture

in the Blair Witch black bible.

The same clothes,

that same face, like...

she'd been drowned.

Who?

The little girl.

Eileen Treacle.

Sweetie...

Why don't we talk about this

after you get some sleep?

I want to talk about it now.

You need to sleep. You're in shock.

This is so... intense.

Chill out, Erica.

We've watched half of one tape.

We've got four angles,

we've got our handhelds,

we've got hours of tapes

we haven't seen.

Last night, when we were camping,

I dreamt I hurt the baby.

That's just because we've been

fighting about it so much.

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