I Know What You Did Last Summer Page #3

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Your father must be

turning over in his grave.

[Gasping]

Who sent this?

Uh, there's no postmark

or return address.

Your guess is as good as mine.

Why, what does it say?

Nothing.

[Dog barking, rattling]

[Barking continues]

[Wind whistling]

[Leaves rustling]

[Metal chimes]

You start having

a great life

it's about living

with inspiration

start having

a great life

Guys, easy.

It's called glass. It breaks.

Good morning.

Hi.

[Bell ringing]

Well, well.

Look what the cat drug in.

Elsa, hi.

You know what?

I need to talk to Helen,

and I was wondering...

If you could give me her New York number?

Her New York number.

Yeah, I need

to talk to her.

Fact check, Julie. Helen doesn't have

a New York number.

If you need to speak with her, I

suggest you go to women's fragrances,

ten feet to your left.

[Crashing]

Frightening,

isn't it?

Julie?

Wh-when did you get home?

Yesterday.

It's good to see you.

What happened to New York?

I went for a while.

It, um-- it didn't really work out.

Somebody sent this

to me.

- Oh, my God.

- Somebody knows, Helen.

How?

- I don't know.

- Julie, we were so careful.

Were we? Were we?

What if somebody saw us?

What if somebody else

was there that night?

- Who? It's been a year.

- I don't know.

H-has Barry seen this?

[Helen]

Do you ever see Barry at school?

[Julie] It's a big campus.

Are you sure he came back?

I saw his car the

other day at the gym.

Did you guys

break up?

Hey!

What are you two

doin' here?

Hi, bar.

This is nothing.

"I know what you did last summer"?

- Ooh. What a crock of sh*t.

- We need help.

Yeah, I'll say. You know, you guys should

check out a mirror once in a while.

- You two look like sh*t run over twice.

- You're a prick.

We can't just ignore it.

Come on, Julie.

How do you know this is even related?

You did a lot

of things last summer.

- Yeah, well, only one murder comes to mind.

- You shut the hell up!

- [Chattering]

- We didn't murder anyone.

He was still alive when

we dumped him in the water.

Do we have to rehash this?

It was an accident.

The guy was in the middle of the road.

- His name was David egan.

- Who?

David egan.

He was found

three weeks after we--

his body was caught in a shrimp

net not far from Miller's dock.

It was in the paper.

I think the police called it

an accidental drowning.

You can call it an accident all you want,

but he died because of us. That's certain.

What about ray?

Have you shown this letter to him?

What does he think?

I haven't seen ray

since last summer.

We broke up, and last I heard

he was working up north.

Okay, let's suppose somebody

was there that night.

Why send a letter

one year later?

Probably some crack

f***in' around.

Max.

Max, what--

you think?

Who else?

He was there.

[Man]

Bring that other pallet.

You two wait here.

What are you gonna do?

I know what I'm doin'.

[Man shouting, indistinct, distant]

Well, go figure.

You know, I was just thinking to myself,

"whatever happened to that Barry Cox?"

Hey, Max.

Listen, can we talk

a sec, in private?

Oh, what, this isn't

private enough for you?

[Laughs]

Yeah, what?

Ow!

Look, you sh*t, we got your little letter.

What the hell are you talking about?

Don't f*** with me, Max.

You saw us that night.

What the f*** are you on, huh?

Jesus!

Listen, I'm gonna say this once.

I'll f***in' kill your ass.

I got no problem with that.

Oh, get the f*** off me.

Get off of me.

Understand?

Ah! Sh*t.

Motherf***er!

Don't you test me,

motherf***er!

I'll call the cops on

your college quarterback ass!

[Helen] So, did he admit to the letter?

He won't bother you anymore.

What did you do?

I took care of it, okay?

How?

I scared the sh*t out of him, all right?

[Barry]

Well, I'll be damned.

[Horn blowing]

[Man] Put another container on it!

Hi.

So, ray grew up to be

a fisherman, huh?

Yeah, almost a year now.

I work on that one

over there, on the end.

That's nice.

Have a nice life, guys.

I'm outta here.

You got a minute?

I gotta get back

to work.

Call me.

We can get together.

Yeah, okay.

W-we need to talk.

Do you think Max sent it?

Barry does.

I don't know.

Well, you know how Max

feels about you guys.

Look, he's probably just screwing around.

He doesn't have much else to do.

Yeah, maybe.

So, how's school?

So, you're a fisherman.

Yeah, prophecy fulfilled,

right?

I've become my father.

I thought you didn't know your dad.

Ah, he worked the boats.

That's all I do know about him.

[Horn blowing] Look, I thought

a lot about last summer.

I know you hold me responsible

for what happened.

I don't hold you responsible.

No, I'm responsible for my own

actions, and I don't blame you.

But I don't want

to know you, either.

Ah! F***!

[Gasps]

[Gurgling]

[Rock, indistinct]

Hush, hush she broke my heart but

I love her just the same now

early in the morning

or late in the evening

oh, I got to believe you

honey

[Grunts]

[Continues grunting]

Hush, hush I thought I heard

you calling my name now

now hush, hush

[locker clanking]

Hello?

Hello?

[Metal chimes]

Hey!

[Locker door rattles]

F***.

My f***in' jacket.

Hey, Hank, who else is here?

Anybody else working out?

Just you and me, pal.

[Engine revving]

Hey, hey!

F***er!

[Tires squealing]

Max, you're

f***in' dead.

[Tires squealing]

[Panting]

[Engine revving]

[Grunts]

[Screams]

[Groans]

[Car door closes]

Help me!

Help me!

Somebody!

What do you want?

[Gasping, crying]

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

I swear, we didn't mean it. Please.

Please don't.

One moment, please, officer.

Mm-hmm.

[Elevator bell ringing]

Julie.

[Gasps]

What happened?

No, for the 40th f***ing time,

I couldn't see his face.

We have no choice here, okay?

Somebody tried to kill you last night.

- We have to go to the police.

- No, he wasn't trying

to kill me last night.

If he wanted me dead, he could've done it.

He's just f***in' with us.

- Who is?

- I don't know.

Some guy in a slicker.

Well, that narrows it down, this being a

quaint little fishing village and all.

And since you

bring it up,

we all know

you have a slicker.

You are not gonna throw

this on me.

No, guys, please don't do this.

This isn't getting us anywhere!

[Sighs]

Look, maybe we should

just come clean.

No. No, we made a pact,

and we're gonna keep it.

Yeah, but that's insane now, Barry.

Look at us.

This secret's killing us.

I'm not going to the police,

and you're not either.

Barry, please.

We could put an end to it...

And maybe salvage some

small fraction of a life.

And how do we do that, huh?

There was no accident, Julie.

It was murder.

Your words, remember?

Murder.

I say we find the f*** who's doing

this and have a little one-on-one.

- What, like last night, bar?

- F*** you!

No, Barry's right.

Whoever's doing this

isn't going to the police.

We could find this guy,

talk to him.

How do we find him?

Well, it's gotta be a friend or a

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