Slumber Party Massacre III Page #4

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so why don't you go downstairs

and tell them something?

Okay-

Juliette?

Go.

I'll see you downstairs.

What is it, catching?

Poor GUYS-

Jackie's gonna hear about this.

Ken?

You're one kinky guy.

Well?

How does it look?

Maybe we should blow-dry it.

We know how things look darker

when they're wet.

Hey, guys, I got one.

Here, in my bag.

My mom's gonna kill me.

Sorry.

I got a bad feeling about this.

Doesn't look

like it can get much worse.

Ken!

- Back so soon?

- Huh?

We were just wondering

where Juliette was.

Oh, she just gave me a tour

of the whole house.

She stopped off in the bathroom.

Said she'd be down in a minute.

Uh-huh.

Excuse me, I think I have to go

powder my nose.

So, how is it coming

over there?

Oh, no.

I melted it.

Juliette!

Oh, Juliette!

Juliette! Jesus,

there's water everywhere!

What the hell was that?

It's Maria.

Juliette!

It's Juliette! She's...

Oh, God!

- Oh, my God!

- What do you mean?

She's dead!

- Where is she?

- In the closet!

- What happened?

- Maria, are you okay?

Wait here.

- What happened?

- Is she okay?

She was murdered.

Wait!

What are you talking about?

She could have slipped

or something!

She's stuffed in a garment bag

in a closet!

We've gotta call the police.

What if whoever did this

is still in the house?

Ken, where was she

when you left her?

Jackie!

She was gonna take a shower.

We had just...

Jackie, leave him alone.

Maybe it was that weird guy

who did it.

Maybe he was the one

that took the lightbulb.

- What?

- What Iightbulb?

We thought Michael took it.

Gosh! Michael!

Ken, you and Dunc,

stay with the girls, okay?

Tom and I will

take a look around.

Susie's right!

He could still be in the house!

We should all leave!

But what if he's outside?

We should call the police.

Isn't there a phone up here?

They're not gonna listen to me!

They think I'm playing a joke!

I'll call. They'll listen.

If they won't help,

I'll call my uncle.

He's an ex-cop.

Alright, Jackie, we found

an open window.

But there's really

no way to get in.

Yeah, we also found a phone

that was ripped out of the wall.

But, guys, can we

just go downstairs

and call the cops, please?

Yes.

Let's go.

Jackie, stay by me,

in case they have any questions.

Playa Vista Police.

This is O'Reilly.

Yes, I'd like

to report a murder.

A young woman.

A woman...

A woman named Juliette.

Who is this?

Hello?

This is Jackie Cassidy.

I called earlier.

You're still at it, huh?

No! You've got to listen to me!

There's been a murder.

It's one of my friends,

Juliette.

Jeez, these kids never give up.

And my other friends

went to look for her,

and they found her

stuffed in a garment bag!

You girls

having a good time?

No!

You've got to come over here!

It's your responsibility

to check out these calls!

No, you misunderstand.

My job is to weed out the real

calls from the prank calls.

Now, if you have any respect

for the taxpayers' money

and the people out there

who really need our help,

you'll cut this sh*t out

and stop tying up the phone.

Another one, huh?

Ah, the same one.

Stupid kids.

You ever feel you

might be wrong?

You know, ignore a call from

someone

who might really need help?

You wanna answer

this f***in' phone?

'Cause I don't need this sh*t.

I didn't mean anything by it.

It's just that it

occurred to me, that's all.

You tryin' to ruin my day?

Sh*t.

Tell you what I'll do.

I'll swing by there in about an

hour, when I get off my shift,

and that way, neither one of us

will have to worry about it.

Got the address?

Thanks.

We're in deep sh*t.

Why don't I go get my uncle?

Look, man, no offense, but

you're not really in any shape.

I'm fine, and I'm fast.

I used to be a sprinter.

I want to get out of this house.

I want to do it for Juliette.

Why don't you just

call your uncle?

He's asleep by now.

He'd never hear the phone.

Maybe... maybe you should.

We have to do something.

All right. Do it.

But take something with you,

all right?

Hey, I'm going with you!

Come on!

- All right. Take it.

- Thanks.

- Let's go.

- You're too generous.

- Ready?

- Yeah.

H'

Ah! Sh*t!

What's the matter?

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Not really.

Oh, I can't run anymore.

Come on.

I'll go as fast as I can.

It's just a block down

and a block over.

If you wanna run on ahead,

I'll tell you which house it is.

No, that's okay.

What's wrong with your leg?

Oh, it's an old injury.

My knee's messed up.

Usually it's okay.

Dammit!

Yeah, yeah. My ankle

gets weird on me sometimes.

Achilles tendon.

Ugh!

Hey, is this

the old lumber yard?

I know where they keep

their tools in here.

Do you want it?

I sure don't want to be fighting

somebody off with this thing.

Let's do it.

They got some

major stuff in here.

I ain't carrying that

all the way back with me.

Yeah, we got to find

something smaller.

Go see what's on the shelves.

Yeah, this is more like it.

Yeah, let me see

that sledgehammer.

It's perfect.

That's what you get!

Oh, sh*t!

What are you doing?

Get the hell off me!

You crazy?

What kind of question is that?

Get off of me!

Nothing wrong

with my knees, boy!

Never, ever admit

your weaknesses.

How long has it been?

Ten minutes, at least.

The rug looks like sh*t.

God, I feel like I'm in

a concentration camp

waiting for the Gestapo

to come in and say,

"You, Diane, you're next."

All the windows

and doors are locked.

Nobody should be able

to get in.

What about through the basement?

Oh, my God, the basement!

I forgot!

There's a window in there!

Give me that poker!

Jackie, you're not

going down there!

- Besides, they're tongs.

- Give it to me!

Come on, Jackie.

Sit down.

Don't tell me what to do!

All right, all right, all right.

Let me get a knife

and come with you, okay?

Okay-

Hey! Nice fish!

Forget the fish.

We've solved the mystery

how that guy got in here.

Here.

Jeez.

What in the hell

does my dad keep in here?

Come on. Come on.

The weirdo's

down in the basement!

- What?

- And the window was open!

It still is.

I can't believe that somebody

killed the weirdo and Juliette!

Where the hell are Ken

and Tom?

What is taking them?

Everybody, listen. Did anything

else strange happen tonight?

My neighbor called!

What neighbor?

This guy that lives

across the street!

- Another weird guy?

- Yes!

He lives across the street!

And he was in the house

when I got home today.

What?

- What?

- What?

Well, he told me, he said

it was an open house,

and then... and then

he called tonight

and he asked if he could see

the house at night.

Jesus Christ, Jackie!

I'll get it.

Somebody, go with me.

Hello?

- Hello? Who is this?

- Ken'?

Jackie?

You sounded funny.

Listen. My uncle said

it's definitely safer

to stay in the house.

The guy probably

didn't stick around.

We'll be over in a few minutes

to check it out, okay?

Tom went to try to persuade

the police in person.

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