The Final Girls Page #4

go down at this camp,

and it's not pretty.

Uh, so, where's that

other guy you came with?

Uh...

My brother.

Mmm-hmm.

Yeah, he's, uh...

He's napping somewhere.

Okay, let's go.

You want to go?

Yeah, let's.

You got all the

wood you need.

Mom, no!

Get dressed. Now.

Oh, my God, Max!

What are you doing here?

Get out!

Nancy, if you go

through with this,

you're going

to get hurt.

Kurt said

he liked me, okay.

He said it.

Yeah, they always say it,

they just don't act like it.

God. You must think

I'm a total zero.

I just wanted to feel

grown-up, special.

You are special.

I'm the shy girl

with the clipboard

and the guitar.

Special to who?

Special to me.

Who are you, Max?

Soak this moment in, babe,

because you're always

gonna remember me.

Oh, sh*t.

Ooh!

Two for the price of one.

You babes just

couldn't wait,

could you?

We're leaving.

Too late.

Genie's already

out of the bottle.

Make a wish.

Ew.

Ew.

Where's Max?

I don't know.

Do you hear that?

What'd I say, huh?

Leave her alone!

Lock the windows!

Shut the curtains!

He can see us!

Who is he?

Max. You have to

tell them about Billy.

Oh, God. He's here.

Not Billy Murphy?

I mean, he's just a legend.

Oh! I love legends.

Loch Ness, Bigfoot,

Bon Jovi. All of them.

It all happened so long ago.

Little Billy Murphy went

to camp here decades ago.

And he was always

picked on for being...

Um, guys?

...different, ugly.

And then one summer...

This is bad.

...the hottest one on record,

the counselors decided

to play a little prank on him.

What's happening?

Oh.

This is...

What, are we home?

Oh, God, why am I colorblind?

Am I having a stroke?

I think we're

in a flashback.

It started as

just another ordinary day.

But little did they know...

What the hell

is that voice?

...something was about

to go horribly wrong.

No one really knows

how Billy was

before it happened.

The counselors hated him,

and the other kids

bullied him mercilessly.

Stop!

Where'd you get

these clothes, huh?

Guys, that's Billy.

Come on, Billy.

Hey, what are you

little idiots doing?

Billy's in there,

and he's been

in there forever.

Billy locked

himself in the outhouse,

thinking he'd be safe,

but he was wrong.

Billy.

Billy, open up.

I know how

to get him out.

Billy had third-degree

burns all over his body

because of

the counselors' prank.

And the only thing

that could distract Billy

from his terrible pain,

was thinking about

what had been done to him.

And during those long,

agonizing nights

in the burn ward,

Billy's fear was slowly

replaced by something else.

Hatred.

His face would

never be the same.

And so, he made a mask

to hide his scars

on the outside,

but his anger

grew on the inside.

All Billy wanted was

to make everyone as afraid

as he was

on that terrible day.

He started his

reign of terror

by returning to

exact his revenge.

He killed

eight counselors

that night.

One for every month

he spent in that hospital bed.

And legend has it

Billy still lives

in these woods

in his own little shack,

waiting for new counselors

to cross his path,

waiting to get revenge

again and again.

The car! The car!

Guys, you can't leave!

Literally!

Get up! Get up! Stop!

Don't come any closer.

Okay, just listen.

We can explain.

You can't leave.

None of us can.

Not until he's dead.

Until who's dead?

Billy Murphy.

What?

Drive! Drive!

Look, I'm just

trying to save you.

Why? Why are you

trying to save me?

Well, because you're my...

My first friend here.

Go, go, go, go,

go, go, go!

Help me.

I'm not dead!

Duncan!

You're alive!

No, you killed Duncan!

Let's just go to a hotel

and just relax for the night

and maybe we can

get into something.

Oh, my God, Kurt!

Oh, my God!

Paula! She's alive!

Paula, don't move!

Sh*t!

I can't believe

they're all dead.

They were never alive.

They weren't real.

Neither are you.

Because this is just a movie,

and Paula was the only one

that could kill Billy.

We're screwed.

What does she mean,

"just a movie"?

So, we're in a movie?

But this is

a horror movie,

and Billy Murphy's

really after all of us.

Why do I have to wear

all this stuff again?

Because you're scripted

to do a striptease

at the slumber party,

and when you

take your top off,

Billy comes running.

But why does he

hate my b*obs?

Because they're not big?

So, wait,

is new wave real?

Yeah. Yeah, of course.

But I'm not real.

You're only real

in the movie.

So, yeah, you're real here.

Oh, cool.

Guys, we just

wanna get home.

But, okay...

But you said

Paula was the only one

who could kill him.

And she just died.

Exactly. Which is why

we need to nominate

a new final girl.

And I'm willing to be it.

What?

Well, you're not a virgin.

I am, too, a virgin!

I technically am that...

Whatever, what

does it matter?

Because it just does, Vicki.

You have to be

a virgin in this movie

in order to

kill Billy, okay?

And the only

true-blue virgin here

is Max.

I'm not the only virgin.

Gertie,

you're a virgin.

No. Not anymore.

Last summer,

with that guy Gerry.

He had the like

weird mustache

and he, like,

winked, remember?

Isn't he autistic?

Yeah. Yeah, he is.

But he's also very romantic.

Damn, superfreak.

I like!

Okay, let's

make a plan.

Yeah.

We need to

get Billy's machete.

The one he's holding?

Yeah. Duncan said

that's the only

way to kill him.

Everything else

just slows him down.

So, we're supposed to

just pry it from his hands?

Well, we don't really have

any other options. Okay?

Look, we just have to get

his machete into Max's hands

so she can

chop his head off,

end the movie,

and we can all go home.

No. No way!

I can't do this.

See? She's even saying

that she can't do it.

Vicki! Enough! Jesus!

Can you just shut up

for a second?

God! I can't believe

I put up with you

for so long.

Max, you got this.

No.

Max. You can do this.

If it wasn't for you,

we'd all be dead

burning in the theater

right now.

Yeah, and look

where I got us.

I can do it. I can

be the final girl.

I'm a virgin, too.

I didn't sleep with Kurt.

So, now I guess I'll

be able to save myself

for George Michael

after all.

I wouldn't hold

your breath, honey.

Why?

It doesn't matter. Nancy,

you can't be the final girl.

It's not in your DNA,

or whatever.

You're the shy girl

with the clipboard

and the guitar.

You get laid

and then you die.

You're just part

of the body count.

No offense.

That came out wrong.

Thanks a lot.

Max.

I was just

trying to help.

Nancy?

Am I really gonna die?

Yeah.

So, I guess I never grow up,

or fall in love

or have kids.

I had this dream that

when I graduated college,

I would meet a guy.

And we'd have

a baby. A girl.

And if she ever needed me,

I would do anything for her.

Anything.

I would've made

a really great mom.

The best.

God, this totally sucks!

It's so bogus!

I should have known

something was up

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