Sleepaway Camp II: Unhappy Campers Page #5

To that old cabin up in the

woods about a mile from here.

Alright, alright.

I'll be back in an hour.

Angela is about to

get her ass kicked.

Bitchin'. Alright.

I always like to read

the ingredients

before I buy anything.

You'd be surprised what

they put in food these days.

I mean, some of that

stuff is poison.

Too bad they haven't

figured out a way

to make French fries nutritious.

I'm a nut when it

comes to French fries.

Sean!

Molly!

I think we have company.

Sean! Molly!

Angela!

And just in time for lunch.

Oh my God.

Would you like a second cup?

I knew your battery

would come in handy.

Now, who's hungry?

Hungry, Molly?

Well, I know a growing boy

like you has got to be hungry.

There. Come on.

Open UP-

Angela.

Yes?

You're Angela Baker.

The Angel of Death.

Should've called you Peter.

My name is Angela Johnson.

You're Angela Baker!

You killed all those kids

at Camp Arawak.

I've been Angela Johnson

for four years.

How did you get this job here?

Easy.

I've got great recommendations.

From doctors, psychiatrists,

even clergymen.

I did my time.

Two years of therapy.

Electroshock.

It was every kind of pill

you ever heard of,

plus an operation.

I'm completely cured.

If I wasn't they wouldn't

have let me out.

How do you know

so much about me?

My dad's a cop.

He helped arrest you.

You should have heard him

the day you got out.

That's too bad.

Wait'll he hears

what's happened to you.

Molly, honey.

You haven't eaten

a thing all day.

Aren't you hungry?

You gotta eat sometime.

Even if you're sad,

you gotta eat.

Isn't that right, Leia?

Don't worry.

As my aunt always says,

there's plenty of

fish in the sea.

Anyway, Sean wasn't

good enough for you.

He was always back talking.

Speak of the devil!

Look who's on T.V.!

I gotta go.

I'll be back in a few minutes,

and T.C. and Sean can

keep you company.

Oh, I'm a happy camper,

I love the summer sun.

Enjoy the party, Matt.

Your girlfriend is in here.

Molly, stop! I won't hurt you!

Molly!

Stop!

I just want to be your friend!

Won't you just leave me alone?

Give me the knife.

Just give me the knife.

Give me the knife.

Give me the knife.

Molly!

Poor Molly.

If it's any consolation...

You almost made it.

Molly?

You guys; He!!-

What have I told you about this?

John! John! John!

On, God!

Good night, campers.

I love the trees and forests,

I'm always having fun.

Thanks for picking me up.

Yep. Ain't no skin off my tits.

Besides, a girl like you

shouldn't be alone on this road.

I mean, if you're

going to get screwed,

you'd like to know who you're

being screwed by, right?

I quit these things so many

times, I had to quit quitting.

Mind cracking a window?

Boss gotta boss.

I mean, the way I see it,

I'm just too dumb to drink,

and I'm too fat to f***.

Oh, thank god you're here!

Howdy, partner!

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