Friday the 13th Page #5
- R
- Year:
- 1980
- 95 min
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An axe flashes through the FRAME and hacks apart the halves of
a huge tree stump.
The CAMERA PULLS BACK to reveal a middle-aged man in cut-offs,
a bare chest, hiking boots and beat-up cowboy hat. This is
STEVE CHRISTY. He is strong, charming, and engaging. He is
animated, always in motion, impatient with how long it takes to
do things.
In the BG the van comes to a stop. No sooner has JACK hopped
down, than STEVE is beckoning him over.
STEVE:
Wanta give me a hand here?
JACK smiles and comes quickly.
STEVE:
(continuing)
Alice?
NED steps down from the van and now we can see that he has had
polio when he was a kid. His upper body is strong, but his
legs are slightly deformed. He and MARCIE hustle over to the
big stump.
STEVE:
(continuing)
Wanta roll this sucker out of the way.
Alice?
ALICE comes into the MS. She is carrying a shovel and a bucket
and has obviously been working for a couple of hours.
ALICE:
Cabin B is ready.
STEVE:
Push on this side. Alice, this is Jack,
Marcie and Ned. Push.
They exchange "hellos" as they bend to the work.
STEVE:
(continuing)
That's got her. Thanks. I'm Steve
Christy. Welcome to Camp Crystal Lake.
You got some grubby clothes? Climb into
'em. Alice, see if Bill has cleaned out
the boathouse. I want him to start with
the canoes. What happened to Brenda?
ALICE:
You told her to sweep the courts.
STEVE sets off.
STEVE:
I'd rather she painted. Let's go, folks.
As soon as he's gone, NED turns to ALICE.
NED:
I thought we had two weeks...
ALICE shrugs.
ALICE:
You can changed in three.
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The CAMERA looks down a long line of canoes, each with its hull
up. A brush slaps into view. BILL is sweating while finishing
a coat of paint on the last canoe.
BILL is a thin, ascetic-looking college sophomore. He rubs his
long thin rose with the back of his wrist as he hears someone
call his name OS. He turns to see ALICE at the bottom of the
trail.
ALICE:
Steve said for you to start on the boats.
BILL:
I finished the boats.
ALICE nods slowly.
ALICE:
I'll tell him.
She turns away.
BILL:
Alice? The others show up?
ALICE:
Everybody except the girl who's supposed
to handle the kitchen. Annie.
BILL puts his brush in a coffee can of turps.
ALICE look at him, then turns again.
BILL:
You think you're gonna last all summer?
ALICE:
I'm not sure I'll last all week.
(pauses)
I'll tell Steve.
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34 EXT. GIRL'S CABIN - DAY
STEVE and NED are rehanging a door. Next to them is BRENDA, a
dark Eurasian girl who is trying to do a good job of painting
the wall. On the other side MARCIE is scraping some flaking
paint.
STEVE:
Shim it up just a scooch.
NED levers the door higher at the top.
STEVE:
(continuing)
Perfection. Hold it.
STEVE uses a long ratchet screwdriver.
STEVE:
(continuing)
To answer your question, my parents once
owned this camp. There were some tragic
accidents and they went bankrupt. I
promised them I'd reopen if I could.
NED swings the door on its hinges.
NED:
Looks good.
STEVE:
Perfection. Did you meet Brenda?
BRENDA turns and nods.
STEVE:
(continuing)
She's archery. He's rifle ranged. And
I'm behind schedule. Let's go, Ned.
They exit with the tool box. MARCIE stops and turns to BRENDA,
who looks upward and blows the hair from her forehead.
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35 EXT. EDGE OF THE LAKE - DAY
STEVE, ALICE, BRENDA, MARCIE, NED, JACK and BILL are lugging a
swimming float down to the water's edge. STEVE supervises as
he carries the thing, which is quite heavy. They ad-lid as
appropriate. ("There goes my hernia." "Are you sure you're
lifting?" "Not so fast." "I'm walking backward.")
They drop the things carefully.
STEVE:
Come on back here and let's above the
float in.
They get behind it and shove it into the water. NED hops
aboard for the ride, flipping into a handstand.
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The screen has gone completely black. The door to the shed is
whipped open quickly, letting in the full brightness of the
sun. There is a shape.
The CAMERA IRISES DOWN so that we can see that JACK has come in
on an errand.
As JACK looks around, we can take the time to see that there
are a half-dozen lantern, a few cans of lantern fuel, a couple
of hibachis, some entrenching tools packs, portable ice chests,
etc. Up on the long side wall are a half-dozen hunting knives
in sheathes, also hanging neatly.
Suddenly a hand comes into FRAME and touches JACK on the
shoulder as he is preoccupied with his task. JACK turns with
a start. He looks into the CAMERA.
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