Camp Dread Page #5

- Okay, this game has rules.

Part of my therapy is

following those rules,

I get it.

But if it were up to me,

I would kill everyone

at this camp.

And collect the

one million bucks.

- So, who's doing the killing?

Who's actually out there

doing these eliminations?

- I have a team.

They stay in town and

they come out here

as scheduled to prowl

around and do their thing.

- Did you give Novak or Adrienne

any inside information

just to make good TV?

- They're all pitted

against each other,

they just don't realize it yet.

I have no idea who's

gonna win this thing.

- Who put up the

million dollars?

- I'm not at liberty to say.

- Is there a million dollars?

- Your check cashed, right?

I know you cashed

it quick enough.

- So who put it up, what

network, what studio?

- Angel investors, last word.

(knocking)

- Adrienne!

- So, motorcycle accident?

- It's no accident.

Stupidity.

I wish I died instead of her.

Her parents do too.

- What was her name?

- Monica.

- So, if you win you'll

give her family the money?

- I mean, I'm not gonna

try and say like it'll make

things right, but no, it's

the right thing to do.

(cellphone buzzing)

You alright?

- I have two bars!

- On your phone?

- Yeah!

My account's terminated?

- Hold on.

- My father, a**hole.

- Hang on, I didn't

cancel my service.

- That's weird.

- Yeah, it's f***in',

Well you know I just,

- I gotta get back.

(rustling)

- Oh sh*t, hey!

(screaming)

F***!

Sh*t!

What're you doin'?

Get the f*** off!

F*** you!

(suspenseful music)

- Jesus Christ!

- Close enough.

- Were you following

me or heading

to Adrienne's cabin?

- I ran around the lake.

- How do I know

you're not the killer?

- If I was, I'd

f*** you to death.

The cameras.

- I like to be watched.

(moaning)

(breathing loudly)

What's wrong?

- Faster.

Faster.

If I go any faster I'll

start a fire or strip it raw.

- Tell me not to f*** you.

- What?

- What? I thought you

liked to play this way.

You've been wanting me to

hurt you this whole time.

Tell me not to f*** you.

- Don't f*** me.

- Tell me not to f*** you.

- Get off me.

- Tell me not to come in you.

- Get off me.

- Tell me not to come in you.

- I'm serious, get

the f*** off me.

Stop!

Stop!

That's f***ing gross.

- Can't get pregnant

with it there.

(laughing)

- Not the first time

it's been there.

(knocking)

Just a minute.

- Say a word about

this to anybody

and you're goin'

home in a body bag.

(knocking)

- Hey.

I knocked this time.

Is everything okay?

- I just went for a

run, I'm all grungy.

- Smells like sex in here.

- I think it's safe

to say that Calvin's

not coming back.

Where have you been, Adrienne?

- Rachel did the killings

in part two and three.

- You're barking

up the wrong tree.

- I was wondering

when you were getting

around to that.

- You scared the hell out of me.

- Ironic, ain't it?

Need some help?

- All I have to do is hang this.

See? No ghosts.

Looks like Calvin's next.

- Wouldn't it make

sense to take your stuff

if you've been eliminated?

Something's not

right here, Rachel.

- [Rachel] Listen,

I have an idea.

Holy sh*t.

Holy sh*t.

What the f***?

(car rumbling)

Oh my God.

Shut down.

(stomping)

Oh my God, oh my God.

Come on.

(knocking)

- Who is it?

Who's there?

(rattling)

(dramatic music)

- Hey!

- I called twice to see

who was at the door,

you didn't hear me?

- Rachel, how many times

have you skulked outside

someone's cabin in

our movies, huh?

One of the camera's

showed you near the office

so I guess I thought you

might wanna talk to me.

- I was taking a walk.

- Everything goin' okay?

- So, you mean to tell

me you came by tonight

just to ask me that?

- Well actually, I was over

at the Thompson boy's cabin,

he left a bunch of stuff

and I want to get it shipped

off to him.

- Oh, when did he leave?

- I had a car come for

him, I don't remember.

He's in town now.

- Did he have any parting words?

- Well, he was surprised

who the killer was.

- Have you heard from John?

- Not a word.

On that note.

I forgot to ask you

something earlier.

- What's that?

- Why did you tell

Frontier Pictures

that I wasn't suitable

to direct a remake

of Summer Camp?

- I don't know what

you're talkin',

- Something about I was too old.

That the film needed a fresh

vision, a young director.

And you were offered

executive producer,

am I right?

- Julian.

When Frontier Pictures

approached me awhile ago

to be their executive

producer, I,

- Yeah, they were gonna

put up good money,

weren't they Rachel?

- Unfortunately, a

big chunk of it was

to buy me out or off, right?

- You declined that offer.

- Maybe.

I would never let anyone take

control of that property.

- And that's not

how it happened.

- It's okay, Rachel.

Because the remake

has a green light,

it has a script, and

it has me as director,

and I'm callin'

all of the shots.

All I need is an ending.

- Oh my God.

(dramatic music)

(knocking)

- Who is it?

(thumping)

Julian!

(scary music)

- Let go of me!

Let me f***ing live!

(groaning)

(splashing)

You better hope I don't float.

(laughing)

- Has anyone seen Missy?

(clattering)

- Oh sh*t.

F***.

I'll wash this sh*t by hand.

- Try this.

- What is that?

- It's my hoe.

- Has this been in your ass

crack all day, my friend?

- Come on man, you've got

like industrial strength

gloves there.

(laughing)

- What the hell is that?

- What?

- Yo, keep a lookout

real quick, okay?

- For what, what am I looking,

- Shut up (shushing)

- What is that?

Alright, I'll look.

- Get the f*** out.

F***, yes, yes!

Vinny, Vinny!

(cellphone buzzing)

- Watching you, have

sex through the other,

(humming)

This is set is bullshit,

f*** this pass.

(banging)

F*** me.

F***in' sh*t.

Piece of sh*t.

(cellphone buzzing)

Oh sh*t!

(foreboding music)

No!

No!

Come on, man!

F***!

What the f*** is this?

This ain't real is it?

What the f***?

(ominous music)

No!

F***!

(rattling)

Now, come on!

(cracking)

- That thing that I

found on the roof,

is a cellphone jammer.

My brother had one.

As soon as I turned it off

service came right back on.

- Why are our

accounts cancelled?

- Doesn't cancel accounts,

someone is doing that.

- Why jam our phones?

- Why did somebody

cancel our accounts?

That Jerry kid is right,

sh*t ain't right here.

- So either Adrienne, Ming

or both are eliminated.

- Missy girl, I thought you

were way smarter than that.

(thumping)

Is that the f***in' freezer?

(crying)

No! No!

(screaming)

- No!

(screaming)

- No!

- You know what,

I like this book,

it gives us four different ways

to do a threesome and

somebody finally mentions

girl, girl, girl.

- 'Kay, I'm gonna

go take a shower.

We're done for the night anyway

and I am not walking ten

miles anywhere in the dark.

- Sounds good to me.

- Hey Vinny, why

don't you see if

you can find Rachel, alright?

Ask her if she has a car.

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