I'll Always Know What You Did Last Summer Page #3

What is this,

some kind of group therapy session?

Yeah, it is.

Here's a piece of advice,

nobody likes a troublemaker.

That's funny, coming from you.

Look, we were all p. J.'S friends.

Lance, if there's something

that you know that's bothering you,

just tell us.

Okay. How about this?

I never understood

why you dated such an a**hole.

Got your notes, jackass.

- What are you talking about?

- Colby, just stop it.

You think we're scared? Huh?

You think we care?

You know what, you've got a lot of nerve

coming down here starting sh*t with me!

You should worry a little less about me,

and a little more about my Uncle.

Sheriff Davis? Why?

He came down here yesterday,

asking about some secret.

Lucky you got a chainsaw, douche bag.

All right, Colby, do you honestly think

the town sheriff is running around

in a Fisherman's outfit,

playing hide and creep with us?

The guy was special forces in the army.

They live for this kind of sh*t.

Besides, his own son died.

Look, we have to do something.

We have to tell him

that we know he's on to us.

Colby, it's the sheriff.

Not Lance. It's not like

we can just walk up and accuse him.

Kent, we got to figure out

what's going on tomorrow

because we're short a couple of guys,

everybody's calling in sick on me.

So if you could get on that...

You really want to sit back

and see how this psycho plans to celebrate

the anniversary of p. J.'S death?

We'll just have the usual.

Look, I know what I'm doing.

You're just going to have to trust me.

Yeah, I tried that before. Remember?

Hey, Zoe. Yeah, I'm almost done packing.

I'll be there in like 30 minutes.

Okay, bye.

Don't jump.

Turns out we didn't get to finish

our conversation today.

I'm sorry.

Things have been crazy, we didn't...

Come on, Amber.

This is part of your guys' game, isn't it?

It's Colby's idea, right?

I don't know what you're talking about.

I know what you did last summer.

What?

P.J. Told me. Before it all went down.

It's funny, I'd never even heard

of this stupid fisherman

until you guys thought

that he should come visit.

- Lance, it was an accident.

- But you guys just couldn't get enough.

A year later,

and the pranks just keep on coming.

- You tell Colby that if he tries anything...

- Lance. You're in trouble.

We didn't do this, you have to believe me.

So who did?

I don't know.

Harry?

What the hell?

- My Uncle didn't do this.

- Who invited him here anyway?

The guy who played arts and crafts

on my bike.

- So, Lance, who do you think it was?

- I don't know.

A lot of people got pissed off

about last year.

Look, we have to go to hafner.

He's your buddy, he said he'd help us.

He's the only one we can trust.

Okay.

Let's just say that it's Davis.

We rat on him

and he'll just tell everyone about last year.

We deny everything.

We say the guy lost his mind,

he lost his son, he's taking it out on us.

You're the one losing it, Colby.

Come on, Amber! We're the victims here.

- What's wrong with you?

- Chill out, man.

She's just trying to figure things out.

Yeah, what if we're wrong about the sheriff?

We say we're sorry, we panicked,

we got it wrong, whatever!

The point is, we got to tell hafner

so we can be protected.

You know I'm right.

Hey.

What's going on?

Hey.

You said if we ever needed to talk...

Yeah. Yeah, come on back.

Just having a few friends over.

- Maybe this isn't such a good time after all.

- It depends on what you want to talk about.

It's about p.J., isn't it?

The anniversary?

Hey, who wants another one?

- Hey, yeah.

- Yeah, I'll take one.

Uncle Paul.

- What'd I miss?

- Something about your son.

We've all been having some problems

the last few days.

- It kind of stems back to...

- Tomorrow's the 4th.

And even though the carnival's canceled,

that guy's still, you know, out there.

What if he decides

to go after someone else?

Everything we do

just makes this worse and worse.

We've got to get out of here.

- Tomorrow.

- What's that going to do?

It's going to take the big night away

from this freak.

Hold on, I'm not going anywhere with him.

- You better tell your boyfriend to chill out.

- Okay, you two stop it.

We're sticking together

and we're getting out of here.

And by the way, he's not my boyfriend.

Wow! He's already got driver status, huh?

Look what I got.

What are you doing with that?

I went and got it from Roger's

so we can get rid of it once and for all.

Chuck it in a damn volcano.

Where's your stuff?

I don't know how to say this.

I just found out there's going to be

some agents at the show tonight.

They book clubs all over the state,

maybe even L.A.

I'm sorry, I just can't miss out on this.

Zoe, we had a plan.

I am going to be on a stage,

in front of a crowd, with security all around.

- What's safer than that?

- Leaving town.

- You guys go without me.

- Okay, let's go.

No, no, no, guys.

We got to stick together here.

Fine. Then we're all going to the show.

Look, you play your song,

then we get in the car,

and we'll head out of there.

Whatever.

I'm not hanging around here all day,

I'll meet you there.

Buy me a ticket.

Here. This is how

we got the idea for that damn prank.

What is this?

Zoe put all this together.

We thought it was a big hoax,

but it turns out to be based on a real guy.

On the 4th of July, this guy goes crazy.

He kills a bunch of kids

in this little fishing town.

Supposedly it was some kind of revenge.

Then a year later, he goes after them again,

on some island in the Caribbean

and dies there.

- Starting his own legend.

- Yeah.

They were all stalked for a few days

before July 4.

Sounds familiar.

I finally graduate high school, my real life

is supposed to be starting and look at me,

I'm worried that I'm even going to make it

through the night.

I'll be here with you.

Yeah.

You always have been.

Oh, aren't you two

cute.

Glad you could make it.

- Zoe goes on soon.

- Yeah, I can't f ricking wait.

- You're drunk.

- No, I'm self-medicated.

- You want some?

- No, thank you.

So, lancey pants, where's your Uncle

who's not trying to kill us?

He's working.

- Okay, let's move it along.

- The night's still young, right?

Yeah. Let's just go in.

This sucks!

I'm going to get another cocktail.

Colby.

Colby don't...

I'll be back in a second.

Show time!

- Try not to die out there.

- Let's roll. Come on, let's go.

Okay, people, next up,

let's get ready to rock and roll

with Zoe and the hooks!

- She's good.

- No. She's awesome!

Your Uncle's right there.

Yeah, I found it, man.

Thanks for the hook up, dude.

All right, later.

All right.

Babe, you rocked up there.

That was incredible.

An agent from L.A. asked for my info.

- That's awesome!

- I know!

So can we go now?

All right.

Would you chill? Nothing's going to happen

in the next two minutes.

Ready?

Come on! Come on!

Where is he?

We got to find a way out of here.

Where the hell are we?

- Where's Zoe?

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