Jason Lives: Friday The 13th Part VI Page #3

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This is great.

Nikki, what are you doing,

taking a dump?

Can I come back and snatch a peek?

Or vice versa?

Nikki, listen to this.

What makes you so high and mighty?

- Remember, I'm the parent...

- "And you're the child."

- Right.

- Stop treating me like one.

Stop acting like one.

Tommy Jarvis is a very sick boy.

How do you know?

Did you take his temperature?

Watch that smart-mouthing, lady.

"If your mother were still alive..."

That's it. Out. I don't need this

tonight. Out, Megan.

Sheriff's office.

He can't come to the phone now.

He's in the can draining his lizard.

May I take a message?

Here he comes. Please hold.

- It's Rick.

- What? What kind of problem?

You better get down here. I found

what's left of those counselors.

Looks like someone did them in

using Jason's old MO.

I knew I should have done something

about that son of...

Where are you?

- All right, I'm on my way.

- What is it?

Seems your boyfriend wants people

to believe Jason's back.

- I thought Jason was just a legend.

- Tommy wants to prove it's true.

You stay put and I'm not kidding.

Sheriff's office. Sorry, he's not in.

Can I take a message?

Hi! This is his daughter Megan.

I met you this morning.

Yeah, hi. Let me talk

to your dad about Jason.

I've got a plan.

First, I need some supplies...

My father's looking for you.

Something happened

and he's sure you're responsible.

- If he finds you, he'll...

- Yeah. He made that clear.

Jason is out there. He's headed

back to the camp. He's gonna...

- Where are you? I'll pick you up.

- What?

If my father sees you in your car,

he'll nail you. Where are you?

Karloff's General something...

I know just where it is.

I'll see you in a half-hour.

OK, lift it.

Alert all officers and stations in a

- Yes, sir.

- I want roadblocks.

- Sheriff, get over here!

- Sh*t! Now what?

Come on.

Mike! Over here.

- That all you found?

- I wish it was.

I'll order up some body bags.

Our boy sure wants us

to believe his story.

He picked the right day

to pull this sh*t.

- What do you mean?

- Happy Friday the 13th.

- All right, who's out there?

- What's going on?

I think I hear somebody

fooling around out there.

It's got to be Cort.

You know how he loves to try

and scare us. Teach him a lesson.

You guys, try not to wake the kids.

I need your car.

You can't come, it's too dangerous.

Leaving that truck in plain sight

is dangerous! Hide it and let's go.

This isn't a game. You're not coming.

I'm already responsible for...

- You said you needed some supplies.

- Yes, but...

Then let's get going. Tell me what

you need, I'll see that you get it.

And nobody drives this puppy but me.

Hide the heap and let's book.

- Can't this tub go any faster?

- You got it.

- Just watch for roadblocks.

- OK. There's one.

Get down!

Officer Pappas to Sheriff Garris,

do you copy?

I'm here.

We got a different vehicle

that took off when they saw us.

- Got a description?

- The whole enchilada.

It's a '77 orange Camaro.

License number Mary, William 8510.

That's my daughter's car.

- How do you want us to proceed, sir?

- With extreme care, a**hole.

If that kid is with her,

he might do something crazy.

Don't do anything crazy.

I know what I'm doing.

I got you your supplies.

If I reach Cunningham Road,

I can lose them. Stay down!

Whatever you say.

That's what I want.

It's gonna be a hairy turn. Hang on.

Megan, step out of the car.

End of the line.

Oh, sh*t.

Paula, I can't sleep. I'm scared.

I saw someone at my window.

- Where did you get this?

- I found it outside.

You know what?

Sissy and Cort are playing jokes.

- You know, scaring each other?

- Why?

Grown-ups think it's funny

to be scared.

- What?

- Never mind.

I can't believe it's that late.

- No one called. I better...

- Who are you calling?

Why don't we go find Sissy and Cort

first? Then you can go to bed.

- Wait. What if they try to scare us?

- We'll scare them right back!

Let's find 'em.

- I said shut up!

- He's only asking you to look!

You got me where you want me...

If I did, they'd pump your ass

full of formaldehyde.

- At least call the camp.

- We have. The phone's disconnected.

- That means something!

- They should pay the bill.

Just sit tight, Jason.

When the authorities...

Sheriff, you better take this.

Sheriff Garris.

What time?

I'll be right there.

- What's happened?

- Rick.

Keep an eye on this wacko.

Be back as soon as I can.

- What's going on?

- Make sure my daughter stays put.

- Tell me!

- They just found Cort and some girl.

Her head was crushed. Cort had

a knife rammed through his skull.

Tommy Jarvis

is a psychopathic killer.

- He wants you to believe...

- It was Jason!

- Sheriff, when did it happen?

- For God's sake, Meggie.

Stay away from him, please.

- When did this happen?

- Why?

- What time?

- Eight thirty, nine. Why?

Tommy was with me all that time, Dad.

Rick, I'll call you from there.

Lock him up.

OK, Flash, into the cage!

I'm sure Sissy and Cort are back

in their cabins by now,

so go back to sleep and don't worry.

But what if I get scared again?

You know what I used to do

when I was little and got scared?

I would close my eyes

and say a little prayer.

And you know what? Pretty soon,

everything scary went away.

It worked for me.

I bet it'll work for you, too.

- Good night.

- Good night.

See you in the morning.

- So what are you drawing?

- So what's it to you?

- Pipe down, Jarvis.

- I was curious about her drawing.

There. You happy?

- Why?

- Because it stinks.

- OK, give it back.

- Come and get it.

I'll get it for you, babe.

- Come and get it.

- Give it back, punk!

Get your hands off her, animal.

You little turd.

I ought to punch you silly.

Let him out of there, Rick.

Megan! Don't clown around.

I'm not the one with the funny red

nose. Open the cell and let him out.

- Meggie.

- I'm not kidding.

You better do as she says,

because wherever the red dot goes...

You son of a b*tch!

You're really screwing up here,

missy. Don't do this, Megan!

- I thought he took your key.

- He did. But I've got my hide-a-key.

Not this time.

I appreciate your help,

but I have to finish what I started.

Come on, hot lips, let's go.

You drive, I'll navigate.

Let me know before we blast into

hyperspace. I'll fasten my seat belt.

I got a bad feeling

we're already too late.

Is this gonna work? Why don't

we bring the gun and blow him away?

We can only stop Jason by returning

him to his original resting place,

- where he drowned in 1957.

- Lake Forest Green.

Crystal Lake,

where this nightmare began.

Now I lay me down to sleep,

I pray the Lord my soul to keep.

If I should die before I wake,

I pray the Lord my soul to take.

- What's the story here?

- Why don't you nose around?

I'll tell Megan's friends

what happened.

- Holler if you see anything.

- Like what?

Anything that don't belong.

Don't wake the kids.

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