
Friday the 13th Page #21
- R
- Year:
- 1980
- 95 min
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MRS. VOORHEES has gone through some subtle changes. While her
voice remains warm and comforting, her face has started to slip
into her other manifestation. All of this is in concert with
the visibility of her weapon.
MRS. VOORHEES
It was my son they killed. They said he
drowned, but I know it was inadequate
supervision...
ALICE starts to become increasingly anxious. She can't see the
knife rise behind her.
ALICE:
Mr. Christy will be back soon.
MRS. VOORHEES shakes her head from side to side.
MRS. VOORHEES
No, he won't. I killed him as well....
The shock of recognition hits ALICE. In CU her eyes look up
and see the knife which MRS. VOORHEES now has poised and ready
to strike.
ALICE bolts off the couch and stumbles backwards into the
fireplace, scattering ashes and sparks.
MRS. VOORHEES stands and steps forward.
MRS. VOORHEES
(continuing)
I couldn't let them start this camp
again, could I?
ALICE, in panic, looks for an escape. She grabs the fireplace
poker.
ALICE:
I won't let you!
ALICE swings the poker back and forth.
ALICE:
(continuing)
No! No! No!
MRS. VOORHEES raises her arm to slash downward with the knife.
ALICE swings the poker hard to MRS. VOORHEES' other arm and rib
cage.
MRS. VOORHEES is in pain, her face a mask of rage.
ALICE drops the poker to run for the door.
MRS. VOORHEES hesitates for a moment, then follows ALICE
deliberately.
Lightning goes off followed quickly by thunder.
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123 EXT. MAIN CABIN/TREE - NIGHT
ALICE gets to the door and stops. She fiddles with the side of
the screen... somebody has latched it.
CLOSER on ALICE, taking one look over her shoulder, kicks at
the door, snapping the latch.
ANOTHER ANGLE:
as ALICE runs out into the rain, the mud, thethunder and the lightning. The THEME is going full-tilt as
ALICE makes a quick turn to run towards the road.
TWO-SHOT:
as ALICE bumps into an object which swings fromabove. A slice of lightning reveals it to be the dead body of
STEVE CHRISTY hanging from the tree. A rope is looped under
his arms, his head is down on his chest, and a long blade
protrudes from his heart.
REACTION SHOT:
ALICE in terror.ANOTHER ANGLE:
ALICE runs and suddenly bumps into another pairof legs which swing from the same big tree.
STROBE SHOT:
of JACK, dead.ANOTHER ANGLE:
ALICE runs for the Arts & Crafts. In the BG wesee can the yellow-slickered MRS. VOORHEES closing the distance
between herself and ALICE.
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124 EXT. ARTS & CRAFTS CABIN - NIGHT
ALICE runs for the door, slams through it.
The CAMERA waits for MRS. VOORHEES, but she does not appear.
CUT TO:
125 EXT. GENERATOR SHACK - NIGHT
MRS. VOORHEES runs to the door and opens it quickly.
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126 INT. ARTS & CRAFTS CABIN - NIGHT
ALICE is hiding in the shadows behind a table. We hear the
SOUNDS of the generator starting outside and suddenly three
bright overhead lights come on.
ALICE looks across the room to the light switch, afraid to
reveal her hiding place.
She looks for an escape. There's a window. She starts for it,
then stops and turns and dives under an arts & crafts table.
ANOTHER ANGLE:
MRS. VOORHEES opens the door and walks in a fewfeet.
She carries a machete in her hand. We see this instrument in
CU as we hear OVER the sound of her son, JASON, calling to her.
JASON (V.O.)
Help, mommy, I'm drowning! Oh, mommy,
please....
The CAMERA PANS UP to her face and we see that the voice of
JASON is coming from within her in LIP SYNC. She is both
characters--though the child's voice is authentically dubbed.
ALICE can just make out what is happening and can hear the
VOICE OF JASON.
ALICE is very still. Her eyes widen as she listens to MRS.
VOORHEES rave.
JASON (Lipsync)
Don't let me die, mommy... I can't
breathe... Help me, breathe...
MRS. VOORHEES is having trouble catching her own breath. She
strokes her throat with her free hand and the voice of the
child stops.
MRS. VOORHEES
(in her own voice)
I can't let them kill any more children.
Come out now.
She wades through table after table, pushing them out of her
way with the strength she has demonstrated throughout as the
PROWLER.
When MRS. VOORHEES is too quick for her, shoving a table across
her path like a barred door. Before ALICE can think twice,
MRS. VOORHEES has shoved a second table in behind her so that
now ALICE is sandwiched between them.
She can duck down or climb over or come out the only open end--
the end where MRS. VOORHEES is standing.
ALICE looks behind her and sees a shelf. On the shelf is a box.
MRS. VOORHEES is coming down the aisle between the two tables.
Her machete is coming up in an attack.
ALICE reaches into the box in CU and pulls out a handful of
leather-working tools. She hurls them at MRS. VOORHEES as hard
as she can.
MRS. VOORHEES has to put her arms up to ward off the spinning
knives. One cuts her under the eye and she lets out a low
animal bellow.
ALICE leaps up, climbs over the table and runs for the door.
MRS. VOORHEES shoves the tables over and hurries after her.
ALICE gets to the door, shuts off the light switch and runs out.
We can hear JASON'S VOICE.
JASON (V.O.)
Kill her, mommy! Kill her!
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127 EXT. CAMP GROUNDS/EQUIP. SHED - NIGHT
The central area is bathed in light. The rain has stopped.
MRS. VOORHEES has turned on all the flood-lights.
ALICE runs to the corner of one of the cabins. She stops to
look back. MRS. VOORHEES is gaining on her.
ALICE runs to the equipment shed.
ANOTHER ANGLE:
The door is thrown back. ALICE goes in. Looksfor a weapon. Nothing is available. ALICE sobs with fear.
She runs.
MRS. VOORHEES passes the equipment shed.
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