Friday the 13th Page #11

NED:

God, but I love that macho talk!

Emergency generators! The Indian used

campfires.

JACK turns to BILL.

JACK:

Give me a hand?

BILL:

For sure.

CUT TO:

61 INT. GENERATOR SHED - LATE AFTERNOON

JACK steps in and, in CU, we see there is a puddle where he is

standing. The puddle is somehow significant.

BILL leans over JACK's shoulder to see what he's doing.

BILL:

This is almost like the one at my

uncle's cabin in Maine.

JACK:

Here we go.

The CAMERA watches JACK's actions tightly. In a REVERSE POV we

see JACK's tongue come out the side of his mouth as he

concentrates. He bites down on it.

ANOTHER ANGLE:
as JACK pulls the starter cord. The engine

roars into action.

JACK:

(yelling)

Now ya' close the switch.

CU as JACK's hand reaches in and touches a heavy-duty metal

switch. A spark arcs and we PULL BACK to see JACK with a

perfect connection running through his body. There is a

sparking sound, the little light in the shed blinks, JACK

screams, the generator chugs roughly. Hundreds of volts are

streaking through JACK's body and grounded through his wet

shoes.

BILL reacts quickly: knowing better than to touch him and

continue the connection, he takes a half-step backwards, aims

at an oblique angle and executes a perfect Bruce Lee-type drop-

kick on his friend, severing the contact.

JACK stumbles out of the shack and the light goes dead. The

machine stops.

CUT TO:

62 EXT. GENERATOR SHED - LATE AFTERNOON

JACK lands, almost unconscious. BILL kneels into FRAME and

cheeks JACK's vital sign: his eyes, his carotid pulse, his

breathing.

JACK shakes his head.

JACK:

I'll be okay. Holy sh*t...

BILL:

Don't get up. Take a second...

JACK lies back down. Covers his eyes with his arm.

JACK:

You saved my life.

BILL:

I had to.

JACK:

Thanks.

BILL:

I figured if I didn't save you. I'd

have to give you mouth-to-mouth and that

would have ruined my appetite.

JACKS looks up and smiles. BILL give him a hand and the groggy

athlete gets to his feet.

JACK:

Whew.

Satisfied that JACK won't fall down, BILL goes to the shed and

looks in.

We can look in over BILL's shoulder and see a smoke-scarred

switch and a now-silent generator.

BILL:

This puddle was enough to ground you all

the way to China.

JACK looks in, too.

JACK:

Floor probably leaks. This area is full

of springs.

BILL:

A short somewhere.

BILL leans down and sees a smokey-colored wire that touches

another wire.

BILL:

(continuing)

There's the problem, Jack. Wire worked

itself loose.

He starts to wind it round a set-screw in CU.

JACK:

Just in cause this bugger goes bad. I'm

gonna pick up some lanterns from the

equipment shack.

JACKS walks away.

CUT TO:

63 INT. EQUIPMENT SHED - DUSK

The door opens at us, letting in the limited light. JACK comes

in and goes to pick up a fluorescent lamp. He flicks it on.

As he bends down to pick up two Coleman lanterns, the CAMERA

slowly moves toward the wall where once we saw all the hatchets

and knives. They are all missing.

JACK takes his booty and exits.

The light is gone and we are alone in the dark.

CUT TO:

64 INT. KITCHEN - DUSK

ECU of the lightbulb over the kitchen area. It flickers on as

we hear in the BG the sound of the generator start up. The

bulb glows, goes down, glows cheerily.

NED:

What hath God wrought?

BRENDA:

That was the telephone.

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