Friday The 13th Part III Page #3

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a long time ago but I couldn't.

You don't have to

if you don't want to.

I want to. I want you to know

what happened so you'll understand.

Everything is so clear in my mind,

as if it were happening right now.

I don't know if you remember,

but when you dropped me off

that night, it was very late.

I knew my parents would be waiting,

but I didn't care.

We had such a good time.

The minute I walked in, my parents

started yelling at me and cursing me.

We had such a big fight.

My mom slapped me.

That was the first time my mother

hit me. I couldn't believe it.

I ran out the door

and into the woods.

I wanted to punish them.

So I decided to hide out all night.

I thought I'd get them so worried,

they'd be sorry for what they did.

It had been raining.

The woods were cold and wet.

But I found a dry spot

under an old oak tree.

I guess I fell asleep.

All I can remember next...

...is being startled out of sleep

by the sound of footsteps.

I was sure it was Dad,

so I sat up and listened for him.

But the footsteps stopped.

Then there was

this cracking noise behind me.

I turned around...

...and standing there

was this hideous-looking man!

He was so grotesque,

he was almost inhuman!

He had a knife!

And he attacked me with it!

I was so hysterical, I don't know

how I was even able to think,

but I kicked the knife

out of his hands and I ran!

He ran after me. He caught me

and pulled me to the ground.

I was kicking and screaming and

yelling, but it didn't do any good!

He dragged me along the ground.

I blacked out.

I don't know what happened

after that, I just don't know!

Chris? It's alright.

You're alright.

When I woke up, I was in my own bed.

My parents have never said

a word about it.

They act as if the whole thing

never happened, but it did.

All I want is to just forget it,

but I can't!

I'll never forget

that horrible face! Never!

What's that?

Damn it, it's that battery.

I charged it yesterday.

It must not have taken.

It may just start anyway.

Let me try.

We're gonna have to walk back.

It's OK.

- OK?

- Yeah.

I know a pretty good short cut.

Shelly?

Heavy sh*t!

Who's there?

Shelly, if this is

another of your tricks...

Sorry! I didn't mean to scare you.

Between you and Shelly, I'm lucky

I haven't had a heart attack!

What's Butterball up to now?

I don't know.

He just ducked into the barn.

Let's give him

some of his own medicine.

I don't think he's in here.

Let's go back.

Maybe that wasn't him.

- Chili.

- Shh!

I guess he must've left.

Come on, let's get out of here!

I'm not going to let anybody

hurt you.

Gee, thanks.

I feel a lot better now.

That'll teach you a valuable lesson.

A beautiful girl like you should

never go out in the dark alone.

Damn it, Shelly!

Why do you do these stupid things?

- I have to.

- No. You don't have to.

- I just want you to like me.

- I do like you.

But not when you act like a jerk.

Being a jerk

is better than being a nothing.

I never said you were nothing.

You don't have to say it.

I could tell.

You're wrong! Shelly!

Chuck? Chili?

Hey!

What're you guys doing in there?

Are you guys doing

something I shouldn't see?

Oh, that's great!

Hey, I dropped your wallet.

I'm sorry. I got it.

Who are you?

What're you doing?

Cut that out right now.

That's not funny.

That was the best one yet.

Was it you, me or the hammock?

- I vote for me.

- Hmm? I vote for the hammock.

Where you going?

Taking a shower.

You ought to try it sometime.

- Hey, Debbie. Can you hear me?

- Barely.

I'm gonna go downstairs

and get a brew. You want one?

Andy?

Oh, Jesus!

- Do you want a beer or not?

- Sure.

- Alright. Be right back.

- OK.

Andy?

- Andy!

- Yeah?

Are you still out there?

I can't hear you.

Would you quit fooling around?

Cut it out.

Andy? I changed my mind.

I don't want that beer.

Did you hear me about that beer?

Oh, God,

I hate when you don't answer me.

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What?

Where's this coming from?

Great short cut, Rick.

- Come on! Let's move it.

- Always spoiling my fun.

What was that noise?

- What?

- I heard something over there.

Come on, let's get home.

- Did I hear you screaming?

- No.

It's probably Debbie

having an orgasm.

How come you never scream

when we have sex?

Give me something to scream about.

What's the matter?

Nothing. I was just practicing.

Don't do that to me!

Here. Go down the cellar

and check the fuse box.

In the dark? Alone?

Be a man, man.

Nothing to be afraid of, man.

So what if it's dark?

Nothing to be afraid of.

Oh! Jeez!

Oh, God!

Alright.

Who's there?

Chuck? You back already?

Well, at least you got

the outside lights working.

Nice make-up job.

Stop fooling around, man.

That's better.

What's going on?

Get up!

Shelly! Enough is enough!

Oh, my God!

Andy? Debbie?

Shelly's dead!

He's dead!

Andy! Deb?

No!

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

This wind sure came up.

Seems awfully quiet.

Hard to believe

the Wild Bunch is already in bed.

Who knows, with those guys?

I can't get this door open.

There's something behind it.

- I smell something burning.

- Take this. Let me do it.

No wonder. Some idiot put this chair

there. Something is burning.

Lights aren't working, either.

Real smart! What's going on here?

You tell me. They're your friends.

I'll go to the living room

and check what's going on there.

Andy? Debbie? You guys up there?

Anybody here?

- Everybody's taken off.

- They wouldn't do that.

I don't know what's going on.

I'll go out and take a look around.

Rick, wait, I wanna come with you.

Andy? Is that you?

Rick?

Is everything alright?

Where's that coming from?

I don't know what game you guys

are playing, but I don't like it.

Debbie? You guys up here?

Hey, come on, you guys.

You're wrecking the house.

Rick!

Rick! Where are you?

Rick! Help me!

No!

Keys. Keys!

Come on!

What's happening?

No!

Come on! Come on!

Gas!

You can't be alive.

You!

Motherfucking psycho!

No!

No!

Looks like she's the only one alive.

What was that

about a lady in the lake?

She must've flipped out.

Poor kid's been through hell.

I'll take her.

It's OK. You're gonna be alright.

You're gonna be fine.

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