Sleepaway Camp II: Unhappy Campers Page #2

I'll camp until I die.

Hey Diane, can I get

a picture with you?

Sure, Charlie.

- Say cheese.

- Cheese!

Perfect. Come on.

Okay, everyone that's going

on the nature hike, let's go!

Everybody else get

dressed for swimming

and meet T.C. down by the pool.

Let's go!

And watch out for the ledges,

I don't want anyone falling off.

Yo, Angela.

Angela, congratulations.

- Thanks, T.C.

- Yeah.

You know, I was thinking.

Today's your

day off and everything

but I was thinking

if you'd like to

come down to the pool and swim-

Oh, no thanks. I'm really

not a very good swimmer.

You could use a little

work on your tan.

Maybe we should just get

together sometime and talk.

I mean, it's your

first year here,

you probably have a lot of...

You want a piece?

I hate green gum.

You know, I'd really like to

discuss what happened

between you and Phoebe sometime.

Oh, sure, we can do that.

I'll talk to you later.

I'll call you.

Where are you gonna call me?

I don't have a phone.

So how long have

you been coming here?

Oh, about three years.

God, you must really like it.

It's okay. It's better

than staying home.

You don't get along

with your folks?

They're divorced.

I live with my dad.

We get along okay.

But he's a young guy.

He needs some time to himself.

I guess this way we both

get our summer break.

- Where's your mom?

- San Diego.

She split when

I was 7 years old.

She couldn't handle

my dad being a cop,

so she moves to California and

marries some jerk foot doctor.

Hey, how about you?

Your parents still married?

Yeah, 26 years.

- Got any brothers or sisters?

- Lots.

I have three brothers

and two sisters.

Everyone calls us

the Brady Bunch.

So I'm the youngest.

I heard they say the youngest

is supposed to

be pretty spoiled.

Is that true?

Sometimes.

I heard cops' kids are

supposed to be pretty wild.

Is that true?

Sometimes.

You know, the newspapers say

I'm the best soccer player.

Lyons Township has had

in the past seven years.

Great.

You know, I've been on the

honor roll every semester

except for one.

And I play the saxophone, too.

Rob Durango.

If you throw me in that

water I'll kill you.

Oh, yeah?

Woo! Yeah.

Hey, Emilio!

Party hats at two o'clock.

Alright!

So you want to go get

something to drink?

Oh, I'm a happy camper.

I love the trees and sky.

But only when I'm shitfaced,

and everyone gets high!

Oh, I'm a happy camper.

I love to drink and f***.

And if you pay me money

on my titties you can suck.

Morning, Angela.

Have you seen

the Schote sisters?

No, they weren't at breakfast.

Come to think of it,

neither was Ralph.

Thanks.

Morning, T.C.

Get out of here!

Hi, Angela.

What the f***?!

You know, it's one thing

to screw up your own life.

But you also

screwed up your sister's.

- Let this be a lesson to you.

- No, please.

Say no to drugs.

I hate this place!

I want to go home!

What's the matter?

Don't you like to paint?

No, I want to go home!

I hate this place!

Let me go home.

Maybe you're tired.

You want to just

- lie down for a little while?

- NO-

Listen to me. I told you

I want to go home.

Let me go home!

I think I can arrange that.

Let me go. Just leave me alone.

Alright. Jeez.

Well, I hope you

come back next year.

No way.

Well, you can't

please everybody.

Two down and 38 to go.

Um, four down.

I sent the Schote sisters

home this morning.

I found them getting high and

fornicating with

one of the boys.

You sent them home?

Angela, talk to me or T.C.

before doing things like that.

Like I just did?

- That was good.

- Okay.

- What about a can of beer?

- No thanks, I don't drink.

I'll walk you, though! Come on.

I guess you've all heard by now

I've had to send the

Schote sisters home.

No big loss.

I have a counselor's meeting

in a few minutes.

I hope there won't be any

problems when I'm gone.

Good night.

Dyke.

So, Molly, what's this I hear

about you and Sean?

What did you hear?

Everyone knows you like him.

I wouldn't kick him out of bed.

That's impossible, because if

you were in the bed

he wouldn't be.

Shh!

Did you hear that?

There's somebody out there.

I don't hear anything.

It's probably Angela

spying on us.

See? I told you.

Hey, who's out there?

Just us monsters!

It's a panty raid!

' Shh it! . No!

Stop it! Give it to me!

Give me my stuff!

Give back my bra!

Give me my bra!

Give me back my bra!

Uncle John's gonna

hear about this.

You're all in big trouble.

Get out of here.

You know, they weren't

doing anything wrong.

They were just having some fun--

Get out of here!

I don't like being the

Wicked Witch of the West.

But I know what happens

when things get out of control.

Get this place cleaned up!

That's mine.

I'll get Yo"! My pretty.

And your little dog, too!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Who says we get

the boys back tonight?

- Oh...

- Yeah, yeah, yeah!

Not tonight, no!

She's really angry.

Who gives a sh*t?

Besides, if we do it at

two or three in the morning

she's not gonna find out.

You want to?

- Yeah, yeah!

- Okay, what do we do?

Jockstraps.

Alright, alright, alright!

Call me when it's over.

I think we better

get out of here!

Yeah, but while we're here

we want our

bras and panties back!

Don't tickle me!

Stop it! No, please!

Oh, don't tickle me!

Come on now!

Well, if you don't

give them back to us,

you're gonna be

seeing a lot of this!

You know, you don't

have to go home.

I want to go home.

I'm sorry you feel that way.

Because even though you

did a cheap, disgusting act

by exposing your breasts,

I really think that

you didn't know any better.

You were just trying to

impress everybody,

- especially Ally.

- I was not.

Sure you were. Mary...

You don't have to go

through life as a tagalong.

Why don't you just

try being yourself?

My name is not Mary, it's Mar!

I hate that name.

I'm giving you

one last chance, Mar.

We're sleeping out

tomorrow night.

I'd love to have you there.

Just say you're sorry.

Never.

I would rather die

first, Angela.

What are you looking for, a gun?

No.

A drill.

A**hole.

You guys better not

play with your food.

Yeah, or you're gonna tell!

Oh, look at her over there!

Yeah, we'll get her.

Tonight, when y'all

are camping out.

- Right, Anthony?

- We'll scare her to death.

Want to help, Rob?

No, not tonight.

I've got a date.

With who?

His left hand.

How about you, Sean?

Want to help?

I don't know. Maybe.

Hey, you seem to be

pretty busy these days,

if you know what I mean.

Let me have your

attention, campers.

T.C. would like to

have a word with you.

Good morning, T.C.!

Good morning, campers.

Yes, I would like to

have a word with you.

Thank you, Uncle John.

Before we get started today,

I would like to read over a list

of things that are missing.

Please pay close attention.

One Camp Rolling Hills

sweatshirt,

one blue and white

striped beach towel,

One first aid kit, one pair of

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