Sleepaway Camp III: Teenage Wasteland
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- 1989
- 80 min
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Maria, turn down that radio!
Today's the day
I'm going to camp.
Mom, did you hear me?
I'm going to camp today.
Yeah, I heard you.
What do you want
me to do about it?
Aren't you gonna walk me
to the bus or anything?
At 6:
30 in thef***ing morning?
Why don't you shut up
and turn down the noise?
- Hey, shut up.
- No, you shut up.
You both shut up.
I'm going to camp.
I might never come back.
- Good.
- Good.
F*** you.
Hello, I'm Toni Richards
with the WXIA news team.
We're here at
Camp New Horizons,
where an autumn retreat
called an experiment in sharing
is about to begin.
Let's meet the owners
of the camp,
Herman and Lily Miranda.
Herman, tell us about this
wonderful and unique experiment.
Well, Toni, we brung together
two specially selected groups
from all over America.
The first group is from the
higher-class establishments
and the other is from
lower-class homes.
Lilly, what are you
trying to accomplish?
In our own little way
we'd like to promote sharing,
love, harmony and peace,
and a better understanding
between the rich and the poor.
Thank you.
And thank you.
Let's meet the kids.
Hello, my name is
Cindy Hammersmith
from Venuity, Georgia.
Thank you, Cindy.
Greg Nakashima.
Westwood, California.
Okay, Greg.
Move it along.
Jan Hernandez,
Palm View, Arizona.
Peter Doyle.
Houston Heights, Texas.
Thank you, Peter.
Bobby Stark.
Western Springs, Illinois.
Home of the
Western Springs Wildcats!
Hi, Marsha Holland.
Defiance, Ohio.
Well, let's see who we have
in our second group of kids.
Excuse me.
Your name, please?
A-Rad.
San Francisco.
Do you have
a last name, A-Rad?
No.
Do I need one?
Right.
- And you?
- Snowboy.
From Chicago.
Anita Bertram.
Sautel Gap, Kentucky.
Riff.
Detroit.
Tony De Herrara,
East L.A.
Maria Nicostro.
Where are you from,
Maria?
Um, all over.
Right now, New York.
Why don't you take
your glasses off
so your parents can
see your pretty face.
Well, what interesting kids.
God, that Tony guy
is so cute.
He's Mexican.
Ironically,
Camp New Horizons
was formerly known
as Camp Rolling Hills,
where last year 19 people
were brutally slain
by alleged psychopath
Angela Baker.
Baker, also known as
the Angel of Death,
was allegedly responsible
for another string of
grisly murders seven years
ago at nearby Camp Arawak,
which has since closed.
Things have changed here.
We're now under
new ownership.
- Stop, please.
- New management.
New ownership.
Honey, what is the matter?
You told me you wouldn't say
a word about the murders.
It's okay, dear.
If violence sells
then you've gotta
give the people
what they want.
Okay.
Come along, everyone.
Come along.
Let's go to the dining hall
and experience
some more sharing.
This is a bunch of lunatics.
I'll see you after lunch, okay?
Oh, excuse me.
Excuse me.
You look a little
older than the rest.
Massive drugs.
Drugs, huh?
You wouldn't know where
I could score some coke?
Yeah, there's a machine
in the dining hall.
Very funny.
I just need a gram.
It's already been a
real sh*t of a day,
you know what I mean?
- I'll be right back.
- Thanks.
One of the many dangers
of being a drug addict
is never really knowing
if the stuff is pure.
- Thanks, guy. See you.
- Okay, see you later.
Here.
- It's a little much, isn't it?
- It's a gift.
You're my favorite
newscaster.
- Pretty good stuff?
- It'll really clean your pipes.
- Happy camping.
- Thanks.
Have a nice life.
God.
What's left of it.
It's just a firecracker.
You city broads should
be used to that.
Alright.
Testing, testing.
Welcome, everyone.
Welcome to the camp
of caring and sharing,
Camp New Horizons!
Thank you.
Would everyone
take a seat, please?
Can I sit here?
It's not my table.
Hi. Bobby Stark.
Okay if I sit with you?
Drop dead, fag.
Hi.
I'm Bobby Stark.
Is this seat taken?
That's not real, is it?
Cool, man.
No sweat, man.
Hi. Bobby Stark.
Mind if I join you?
Sure.
Cool.
Your name's
Maria Nicostro, right?
How'd you remember that?
I'm just great with names.
That's how I got to be senior
class president
of my high school.
- That's nice.
- Yeah.
So...
You're underprivileged, huh?
Alright, everyone.
Let's get started.
Could you turn that off?
Please?
Thank you.
Thank you.
Herman will be
handing out camp shirts
for all of you to wear.
That way you'll all
look the same
and you won't
feel different.
As soon as our
third counselor arrives,
we'll be splitting up
into three groups.
And each group will stay with
During that time, each group
will be camping
out in the woods.
And we'll be getting to know
and understand each other
as best we can.
- Um, excuse me.
- Yes, Cindy?
What do you mean
by camping out?
Well, you know,
sleeping in tents,
cooking your own
food, hiking.
Well, like, what are we
supposed to do if
we have to go to the
bathroom or take a shower?
Oh, well there are outdoor
toilets by every campsite
and we'll be washing
up in the lake.
You're kidding.
- What are we gonna eat?
- Fish, mostly.
- Oh, sh*t.
- We'll be catching them.
Fish is good for you.
And besides,
it's better for our budget.
Now remember,
the first three days
you will be in your
smaller groups
and after that for the
remaining two days
we'll all be together.
Are there any questions?
Yeah. Do the guys
get to sleep with the girls?
- No.
. Well, why not?
Because, because...
They're afraid we'll f***.
Oh, let's all sing a
rousing camp song.
Does anyone know
"I'm a Happy Camper"?
- I do.
- Good.
That must be Barney.
- Barney?
- Barney Rubble?
No, Barney Whitmore.
Everybody, I'd like for you
to meet our third counselor
Officer Barney Whitmore!
HI!
Sorry I'm late.
on all the names later.
Are you a cop?
Yes.
Hey, you got a problem?
Suck my dick, spic.
Motherf***er.
Any more sh*t like this and
I'll have your butt
in jail so fast
you won't know what happened.
You got it?
A**hole.
Anybody else
carrying anything?
If you are give it to me now.
Same goes for you
goes for him.
Now sit down.
Behave yourself.
Wow.
This is better than T.V.
Hurry up, girls!
We have a lot to do!
There's no electricity.
Hey, gimme a shirt, will ya?
How do you get that thing off,
with a can opener?
Hey, you guys, come
in here and look at this.
Come here.
Look, isn't that weird?
It's that girl.
It's that girl who killed
everybody, Angela Baker.
Oh, yuck.
That is so gross.
told us about this.
You think anybody
would come here if they did?
Sh*t, you're dumber
than you look.
UP yours.
And how much did they
charge you to come here?
Little rich girl.
I don't know.
3,000 bucks, I think.
God.
And I bet the f***ing
government paid them
at least that much for us.
An experiment in
sharing, my ass.
We're here 'cause they
can't get anybody else.
And then we've got
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