Friday the 13th Page #13
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- 1980
- 95 min
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BILL:
Where's Ned?
ALICE:
He went to bed early.
MARCIE:
I don't blame him.
BRENDA:
He's probably setting up another one of
his practical jokes.
MARCIE:
Yeah, like draining the lake!
They laugh.
JACK:
(to MARCIE)
Hey, how about a walk by the lake?
The OTHERS all go "Ooooooooh."
JACK:
(continuing)
Just a walk, for Chrissakes.
MARCIE:
(kidding)
Boy, we sure do have a lot of filthy
small-minded people around here.
(to JACK)
Wait a minute, I'll get my diaphragm and
be right with you.
MARCIE puts an arm through JACK's arm and they exit.
The OTHERS laugh.
CUT TO:
JACK and MARCIE walk across the pint needles towards the lake.
There is the low rumble of thunder preceeded by a faint glow on
the horizon.
JACK and MARCIE walk along the shore to the lake. They have
turned on the flashlights which they carry with them.
JACK:
Wind's up. It's shifted a good hundred
and eighty degrees.
MARCIE:
Makes me want to hold on and never let go.
JACK:
I love you.
MARCIE:
I love you.
They kiss. MARCIE pulls back.
MARCIE:
(continuing)
What about Neddy?
JACK:
I don't love Neddy.
MARCIE:
He keeps on acting like such an a**hole!
JACK:
(yelling)
Ned!
MARCIE:
Don't call him.
JACK:
I thought you wanted to give him one of
your motherly lectures. Ned is gonna do
whatever he wants to do, you know.
MARCIE:
I guess...
The moon is victim of a blank cloud which cuts off the light.
JACK:
Looks like a storm.
MARCIE:
I'm a little scared of storms. Always
have been. Since I was a kid.
JACK:
You? The brick?
JACK shines the flashlight so that we can see her face in eerie
shadows. She flashes hers at him.
MARCIE:
I've dreamed this dream. Maybe half a
dozen times. There is a thunderstorm.
The rain comes down like pebbles. I can
hear the sound. I try to close my ears
off. It doesn't work. The sounds gets
louder. The rain turns to blood and the
blood washes down in little rivers. And
the sound stops.
A loud crack of heat lightning slices the sky apart. MARCIE is
startled and reaches out for her lover.
JACK:
It's just a dream.
MARCIE:
I call it my shower dream.
They look at one another in the two lights. They grin. Rain
drops begin to fall on their faces and on the lake behind them.
JACK:
This is no dream. Want to escape for a
while?
MARCIE:
Lead the way!
JACK turns and jogs toward the nearest cabin. MARCIE is only
a half step behind, laughing.
FROM A DISTANT ANGLE we watch them run. There is no theme,
just the rumble of thunder...
CUT TO:
68 INT. BOY'S CABIN - NIGHT
The door bursts open, a flashlight pierces the shadows, and
JACK and MARCIE rush in and plop on the bottom bunk of the
nearest bed.
MARCIE:
Are you wet?
JACK:
Just a little. Wait a minute, woman.
He reaches down and put his flashlight on its end so it points
straight up and gives them some light to see by.
They go into a long passionate kiss which is broken by MARCIE's
hand coming up from behind JACK and tugging his t-shirt up
towards his head. He leans back and takes it off, and tosses
it at the CAMERA.
CUT TO:
69 EXT. FRONT OF MAIN CABIN - NIGHT
The rain has gathered in intensity. ALICE comes up to the
front door and looks out. BILL comes up behind her.
ALICE:
Jack and Marcie are gonna be drenched.
BILL:
Not if they're where I think they are.
ALICE laughs.
ALICE:
I'm not always this stupid.
She turned back into the cabin.
CUT TO:
70 INT. BOY'S CABIN - NIGHT
TIGHT on JACK and MARCIE as they make love under a camp
blanket. Their breathing and noises are heard just above the
sounds of the rain outside.
The CAMERA becomes interested in a droplet which appear to have
leaked from the ceiling, hit the vertical member of the bed and
dribbled down. As the bed shakes with its love-making, the
CAMERA PANS up the bunk's strut to trace the droplet's course.
As the CAMERA PANS UPWARD, it pulls back slightly and we see
NED lying in the upper bunk. In a flash of lightning we
realize he is dead: his throat has been slashed.
ANOTHER ANGLE:
JACK and MARCIE lie completely still beneaththeir blanket. The CAMERA PANS along their quiet bodies.
MARCIE's face is contented. JACK is ready to doze off.
MARCIE:
Mmmmmmmph?
JACK:
Mmmmmmmph.
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