FADE IN: A NIGHT SKY Ominous black clouds roll across the heavens. THUNDER begins to RUMBLE within the clouds. An unsettling feeling of approaching danger. VARIOUS FOREST SHOTS Deep shadowed woods. A quiet breeze rustles some dry leaves. NOISY CRICKETS. Some unseen creature runs through the bush. THE CRICKETS STOP. EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT A very mangy wild dog feeds on what was once a rabbit run over in the road. ROARING AROUND THE BEND COMES AN OLD FORD PICKUP. The terrified canine runs for its life into the woods. INT. PICKUP TIGHT ON HOCKEY MASK We stare down on Jason's infamous mask held in a young man's (HAWES) hands. HAWES (Southern accent) I don't know how the hell you talked me into this, Jarvis. ANGLE ON HAWES Sitting in the passenger seat examining the mask is ALLEN HAWES. He is a rather unusual-looking guy in his mid- twenties, nervously smoking a cigar. HAWES Hell, I must be crazy. If the old institution ever found out about this...boy, they'd throw our butts back in an' strait-jacket 'em permanent. TOMMY (o.s.) You didn't have to come, Hawes... PRESS IN - ON DRIVER TOMMY JARVIS is a good-looking young man in his late teens. He drives like a bat out of hell, wearing a very intense expression of determination. TOMMY This is between me and Jason. TWO SHOT ON THEM HAWES (becoming more nervous) Yeah, I know. But I still don't get the therapy here. Jason's dead, right? How will seeing his corpse stop your hallucinations? TOMMY Seeing it won't. But destroying him once and for all will. Jason belongs in hell. TIGHT ON TOMMY TOMMY (coldly) I'm gonna see he gets there. HAWES stares wide-eyed at Tommy. He then turns to look out the back window. EXT. PICKUP TIGHT ON HAWES' FACE IN REAR WINDOW - TILT DOWN A huge can of gasoline, a crowbar and two shovels are seen in the back of the truck. THUNDER BEGINS TO RUMBLE LOUDER. EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT Dust kicks up as the old pickup races down the road. LIGHTNING FLASHES, illuminating the dark woods. THUNDER CRASHES HELLISHLY. CUT TO: EXT. CEMETERY - NIGHT TRACKING along a row of tombstones, we follow Tommy and his flashlight as he searches. Hawes follows, carrying the gas can, tools and mask. THUNDER continues as a fierce, whistling WIND attacks. Tommy's eyes squint to read each tombstone, looking for the one. LIGHTNING FLASHES. WIDER - ON TOMMY Getting frustrated, but far from giving up, Tommy moves to the new row of markers. Suddenly he freezes and we PRESS IN on him. ANGLE ON JASON'S GRAVE LIGHTNING illuminates the tombstone that reads "Jason Voorhees - At Rest". TIGHT ON TOMMY As he stares, a deep terror chills his bones. Something else then catches his eye. ANGLE ON ANOTHER GRAVE Close to Jason's marker we see another. It reads "Pamela Voorhees - Beloved Mother." FULL SHOT ON TOMMY AND HAWES Returning his attention to Jason's grave, Tommy points "this is the one" to Hawes, who gulps and nods. Putting down the other items, the boys take hold of the shovels. Tommy raises his up first. THE SHOVEL plunges into the ground. A LIGHTNING BLAST punctuates it as it removes a large chunk of grass and dirt. CLOSE ON OUR GRAVEDIGGERS They begin to exhume the legendary killer's body. Tommy works feverishly. Hawes works nervously. Again and again their shovels strike, digging into the earth. SLOW DISSOLVE TO: THE SHOVEL (LATER) is scraping the dirt of of a rotted coffin lid. ANGLE UP - ON TOMMY The sweating boy tosses the shovel out of the shallow grave. Hawes silently hands him the crowbar from above. TIGHT ON COFFIN The crowbar is driven into the side. Tommy's hands take a firm grip and yank. A HORRIFIC CREAK resounds as the lid cracks open. LOW ANGLE - ON TOMMY He hands the crowbar back to Hawes. They exchange a look and a deep breath. Tommy then goes for it. His hands extend slowly toward the coffin. More THUNDER GROWLS. TOMMY'S FINGERS slip into the narrow space beneath the coffin lid. PRESS IN TIGHT ON HAWES' FACE He winces and bites his lip. PRESS IN TIGHT ON TOMMY'S FACE With all the courage he can muster, Tommy strains to do the deed. He yanks the casket open! ANGLE ON JASON IN COFFIN With a BRILLIANT FLASH OF LIGHTNING, the lid swings open to reveal the huge decomposing body of JASON. His HEAD IS COMPLETELY COVERED BY AN ARMY OF DISGUSTING MAGGOTS. HAWES GASPS He fights with his stomach to keep his dinner down.. TOMMY CLIMBS OUT OF GRAVE He turns and stares down at his nemesis. A slow hatred begins to build. We PRESS IN on Tommy, HEARING his horrid memories: His sister screams, NO, TOMMY, NO while 10-year-old Tommy kills Jason, repeating, "DIE, DIE!" TIGHT ON TOMMY As he listens, his eyes well up with a violent rage. WIDER Tommy looks around vengefully. Seeing an old fence a few yards away, he heads for it. Hawes is confused by his actions. HAWES Hey, where are you going? TRACK WITH TOMMY Without a word, he storms over to the rusty fence. He grabs one of the spearlike posts and pulls it out. LOW ANGLE - DOLLY BACK With fire in his eyes, Tommy stalks Jason with the weapon. THUNDER ROARS ABOVE. HAWES rushes up to Tommy, greatly alarmed. HAWES What's that for? Tommy, what are you doin', boy?! The boy storms right past him. REACHING THE GRAVE Tommy glares down hatefully at this monster who has destroyed his loved ones and his life. Raising the spear, he explodes and jumps down. TOMMY You bastard! LOW ANGLE - ON TOMMY As he lands in the grave, Tommy plunges the spear down with a mighty force. THUNDER AND LIGHTNING BLAST HELLISHLY. THE SPEAR penetrates deep into Jason's chest. ANGLE ON HAWES, DUMBFOUNDED HAWES Oh, shit. TOMMY withdraws it, then angrily rams it down again and again. CLOSE ON JASON'S FACE The force of the blows causes many of the numerous maggots to start dropping off his face. Grossly decayed flesh is illuminated the LIGHTNING. CLOSE ON TOMMY'S FACE Exhausted, his rage finally vented, he drives the spear into Jason for the last time. ANGLE DOWN - ON TOMMY AND JASON Over the boy's shoulder we see the long spear extending out of Jason's cold heart. WIDER Recovering from his tantrum, Tommy climbs out of the grave. Hawes stares open-mouthed at his friend. HAWES Boy, he must've really messed you over. TOMMY reaches down, picks up Jason's hockey mask, and stares at it. INSERT - HOCKEY MASK It seems to stare back evilly at him. TOMMY (O.S.) Yeah. Fuck you, Jason. RESUME TOMMY Tommy, knowing the nightmare is finally over, tosses the mask into the grave. He then bends down and starts to uncap the gas can. WIDER ON SCENE Without warning, the sky EXPLODES with a mass of LIGHTNING. One of the BOLTS OF ELECTRICITY is drawn to the spear as to a lightning rod. SPARKS fly as the spear is struck and electrified. Tommy and Hawes dive for cover. TIGHT ON JASON'S FACE JASON'S DECOMPOSED EYELIDS FLASH OPEN! ANGLE ON TOMMY AND HAWES Uncovering their heads, they look skyward in fear. Quickly, Tommy gets to his feet and goes for the troublesome spear. ANOTHER ANGLE The unintended lightning rod is still smoking a little from the blast. He touches it. It's hot. He pulls out a pair of gloves from his jacket. Putting them on, he then attempts to remove the spear. He can't get proper leverage. So Tommy jumps down into Jason's grave. LOW ANGLE - ON TOMMY He struggles to pull the spear out. It's apparently driven into the bottom of the coffin as well. Hawes leans down into the grave. HAWES Let's just get the hell out of here. My heart can't take any more of this. CLOSE ON JASON'S FACE Jason's wicked eyes glare at Tommy. RESUME TOMMY The boy, of course, does not see what's about to occur. He finally yanks the spear out, and throws it up onto the grass. Slowly he removes his gloves and tosses them to Hawes. He starts to climb out. JASON SPRINGS UP FROM BEHIND AND GRABS HIM. CLOSE ON HAWES SCREAMING He goes crazy with hysteria. He starts to run. ANGLE DOWN - ON GRAVE Tommy fights for his life as Jason tries to pull him down into the grave. He manages to kick Jason back down long enough to climb out. TOMMY scrambles for the gas can as the STORM CLOUDS DETONATE ABOVE. He gets it open, turns around, and starts throwing it on the rising corpse of Jason. ANGLE ON JASON The gas splashes all over him as he keeps coming! REVERSE ON TOMMY He backs up as Jason stalks him. Knowing there's enough gas now on his predator, he drops the can. TIGHTER - ON JASON He's coming closer. TIGHTER - ON TOMMY Panicking, he searches his pockets for the matches. He finds them. As he pulls them out, the STORM CLOUDS ERUPT WITH AN INCREDIBLE DOWNPOUR. JASON stops as the rain drenches him. Maggots start to wash off him as he stares at his helpless victim. RESUME TOMMY He tries desperately to light a match in this pounding rain. TOMMY'S HANDS struggling with the soaked matchbook. JASON starts to close in. Suddenly HAWES EMERGES FROM BEHIND, HOLDING UP A SHOVEL. He HOLLERS as he swings it. ANGLE ON HAWES He WHACKS the back of Jason's head as hard as he can. It doesn't even faze his undead superkiller. JASON WHIPS AROUND ON HAWES His arm lunges forcefully at Hawes' chest. ANGLE HAWES' BACK JASON'S HAND, CLUTCHING HAWES' HEART, BURST OUT HAWES' BACK. ANGLE ON GRAVE Hawes' body falls back into Jason's grave. TIGHT ON COFFIN As Hawes lands in the coffin, the lid shuts over him. ANGLE ON TOMMY Horrified and weaponless, he runs like hell. LOW ANGLE - ON JASON Seeing his victim escaping, Jason whips around and looks for a weapon. He goes for the nefarious spear. Something in the grave then catches his attention. EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT Tommy races out of the cemetery to his pickup. He jumps into the truck and takes off in the rain. EXT. CEMETERY - NIGHT With his back to us, Jason dons his beloved hockey mask and picks up the spear. We PRESS IN TIGHT ON HIM as he turns around to face us. FREEZE FRAME. Meaner, stronger, and more unstoppable than ever before... TITLE PROCLAIMS: "JASON HAS RISEN" OPENING CREDITS FADE IN: EXT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE - NIGHT Tommy's old pickup SCREECHES UP before us. He leaps from the truck and races for the office door. The sign by it reads "Forest Green County Sheriff's Dept." INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE - NIGHT Tommy BURSTS into the room. ANGLE ON SHERIFF BEHIND DESK SHERIFF MICHAEL GARRIS is a hard-ass Vietnam vet who, at forty-three, has "seen enough trouble and don't want no more." That's why he took this job a few years back. Having just nodded off, Tommy's entrance startles him. He leaps to his feet, gun drawn with lightning speed. REVERSE ON TOMMY Shocked by the sheriff's sudden aggression, Tommy instantly throws up his hands. TOMMY Don't shoot. Please. ANGLE ON SHERIFF He relaxes, seeing it's just a teenager. But he's still pissed off as he holsters his gun. SHERIFF You in show business, kid? You sure know how to make an entrance. MOVING SHOT The hyper boy rushes toward the sheriff. TOMMY You gotta do something! Jason's alive! He killed my friend, now he's coming for me!! EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT Jason is coming. Gripping the spear before him, he heads toward us. INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE - NIGHT SHERIFF (sitting back) Now you better cool out a minute, boy. You already almost got your head blown to pieces. TOMMY (demanding) Will you listen, dammit! SHERIFF (stands up) Don't piss me off, junior. Or I will repaint this office with your brains. Tommy tries to control his emotions and sound rational. TOMMY Jason is alive. We dug up his body. I was gonna cremate it and... SHERIFF (smirks and interrupts) Hold it. Whoa... What's your name, son? TOMMY (quickly) Tommy Jarvis. We gotta do something. He's even more powerful now that... The sheriff circles the desk and approaches Tommy. SHERIFF Aren't you the kid whose mother and friends were.... TOMMY (nods) Yeah. Jason murdered them and... SHERIFF (cutting him off again) And you've been at some psychiatric clinic ever since, haven't you? TOMMY (catching his drift) Yes, but they released me because... The door behind him BURSTS OPEN. DEPUTY Rains stopped. Ya owe me that five-spot, partner. ANGLE ON DOORWAY DEPUTY RICK COLONE hurries in with an armload of fast food. Dark, mid-thirties, and a little on the short side. He is surprised to see someone here this late. DEPUTY Sorry. I didn't... BACK TO SCENE Sheriff Garris waves his deputy in. SHERIFF (sarcastic) No problem, Rick. Come over and meet a former resident here, Tommy Jarvis. He's got some kinda prank going about... TOMMY (explodes) There's no time for this bullshit... MOVING SHOT - ON TOMMY He bolts across the office and grabs one of the rifles from the rack. TOMMY Jason's got to be stopped. ANGLE ON GROUP Both lawmen drive for the crazy kid. Their food flies as they struggle to get the rifle away from the strong youth. Finally the deputy pins Tommy's arms from behind. The sheriff yanks the rifle away. SHERIFF (pointing at Tommy) Now that's what know in the books as screwin' the pooch. (to deputy) Iron this punk. Tommy fights to get away from the deputy, who throws him into the cell. The iron bars are slammed shut. TOMMY (struggling) No... Ya gotta listen. Jason's coming back here. He's after me. I tried to destroy him but I fucked up.... TIGHT ON SHERIFF He leans in toward Tommy's cell. SHERIFF You got that right. Now you listen up. I'm sorry for what happened to you and your folks years ago. But no one in Forest Green wants to be reminded of what that maniac did here. That's why they changed the name to Forest Green. People want to forget this was once Crystal Lake. And they don't need some kid stirring up Jason shit again. RESUME ON TOMMY He paces the cell in wild frustration. TOMMY Why didn't you cremate him?! SHERIFF (impatiently) They were gonna! But some asshole sent a lot of money to give Jason and his mother a decent burial. Now look, you just lie down and get some rest. In the morning I'll call that clinic and see if they... Tommy grabs the bars and pleads with him. TOMMY If you'd just go to the cemetery, you'll see I'm not lying. CLOSER ON SHERIFF AND TOMMY SHERIFF Either you go to sleep or I'll come in there and put you out. TOMMY (defiantly) You're gonna be sorry you didn't listen to me. SHERIFF (more defiantly) You're gonna be sorry if you don't shut the fuck up. CUT TO: EXT. FOREST BACK ROAD - NIGHT A funky VW Bug bounces along a narrow muddy road. LAUGHTER is HEARD from within. INT. CAR - NIGHT A likable couple in their mid-twenties are obviously lost. LIZBETH drives and giggles, slap-happy from the long trip and late hour. Her boyfriend, DARREN, struggles to read the map in the dim car light. A huge pothole causes him to bang his head on the roof. DARREN Will you slow down? It's hard enough to read this thing. LIZBETH (trying not to laugh) Well, who told me to take this cow path? DARREN You admit the sign did say "Camp Forest Green," with an arrow pointing this way. LIZBETH I admit nothing without talking to my lawyer. DARREN throws down the map with a growl. DARREN So much for the head counselors ever finding the camp on their own. I say we stop the car, get out, and start screaming for help. The car comes to a grinding halt. DARREN (sighs) I was just kidding, Lizbeth. He looks at his girlfriend, who is staring fearfully out the windshield. Darren turns to look. DARREN'S P.O.V. - OUT WINDSHIELD Standing in the middle of the road, illuminated by the headlights... JASON. He holds the deadly spear before him. RESUME COUPLE Needless to say, Lizbeth is becoming more afraid. LIZBETH Darren, we better turn around. DARREN Why? LIZBETH Why? Because I've seen enough horror movies to know masked weirdos are never friendly. She starts to back up. Darren looks behind him, then grabs the wheel. DARREN Wait! THE CAR TIRE almost rolls off the narrow road into a water-filled gully. ANGLE ON DARREN He stares intensely at Lizbeth. DARREN There's no way we can do this... (he looks at Jason) ...If the car drops into that gully, we'll never get it out. JASON just stands his ground. He ain't backin' down. LIZBETH keeps her eye on the evil-looking stranger. LIZBETH Do you have any alternate suggestions? ANGLE ON DARREN AND LIZBETH He bites his lip nervously. DARREN Yeah... We're gonna scare him. LIZBETH (taken aback) We're gonna scare him?! Darren attempts to pump up a macho attitude. DARREN That's right. Just drive toward him. He'll move. Nobody wants to die. LIZBETH (staring at Darren) That's a freakin' fact. Least of all us. DARREN Just drive. He'll get out of our way. ANGLE ON LIZBETH She shakes her head, not believing she's actually going to do this. INSERT - ACCELERATOR Her foot stomps it down. THROUGH WINDSHIELD We race toward Jason, who doesn't budge. INSERT - BRAKE Her foot slams on the brakes. LOW ANGLE - ON HEADLIGHT The car skids to a stop, inches from the stock-still killer. LIZBETH turns to her now-less-than-confident boyfriend. LIZBETH (sarcastically) Yeah, that really scared the shit out of him. ANGLE ON DARREN He gets pissed. He leans over and BLASTS the HORN. LOW ANGLE - ON JASON Jason gets pissed too. He swings the spear and SMASHES OUT a headlight. BACK TO COUPLE DARREN (shocked) Oh, jeez. LIZBETH (starting to shift) That's it. We're driving this baby back to town... in reverse. Darren, now angered, grabs her hand as she starts to shift. DARREN The hell we are. ANGLE ON GLOVE COMPARTMENT Darren opens it and pulls out a .22 revolver. LIZBETH stares at the gun, then at Darren, in shock. LIZBETH Where'd you get that? Darren gets out of the car. He's scared shitless, but tries not to show it. DARREN Don't worry about it. Just stay cool. LIZBETH (trying to maintain) Stay cool? You ain't Dirty Harry. Now stop it. JASON watches Darren's every move. DOLLY BACK ON DARREN TO JASON With great apprehension he heads toward Jason, holding the gun out with both hands. He clears his nervous throat. DARREN All right, scumbag. Get out of the road. From over Jason's shoulder we see Darren cock the trigger and aim. DARREN Now! Instantly Jason rams the spear into the other headlight! He is now a very dark figure in front of the car. LIZBETH screams, and shouts at her boyfriend. LIZBETH Darren, get in here right now! He'll kill you! ANGLE ON DARREN He gets a bit cocky, knowing he's the one with the gun. He glances back at his girl. DARREN (loudly) Not if I get him first. JASON suddenly CHARGES him! ANGLE ON DARREN AND JASON Darren fires. But the bullet either misses or it just doesn't affect Jason. He thrusts the spear forward. THE SPEAR drives right through Darren's stomach and out his back! PRESS IN ON LIZBETH She goes hysterical. LOW ANGLE - ON JASON Effortlessly, he lifts up the impaled boy and tosses his limp body aside. Jason then turns his murderous gaze on Lizbeth. THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD Lizbeth gasps. Quickly, she tries to drive away. Seeing something coming, she dives across the other seat. JASON'S SPEAR SMASHES THROUGH THE WINDSHIELD AND IMPALES ITSELF INTO THE DRIVER'S SEAT. ANGLE ON LIZBETH The terrified girl crawls out of the open passenger door. She falls into the muddy and water-filled gully alongside the road. MOVING SHOT - ON JASON He withdraws his weapon from the car and heads for his victim. LIZBETH struggles to stand. She slips, badly twisting or breaking her ankle. Looking back quickly, she is horrified. HER P.O.V. - ON JASON with spear poised, he's coming! TIGHT ON LIZBETH Knowing it's hopeless to run, she tries a last-ditch effort to barter for her life. Lying in the muddy water, Lizbeth digs into her jacket. She pulls out her wallet and removes her money and credit cards. LIZBETH (crying) Don't kill me, please. You can have these. She looks up and offers her valuables. LIZBETH'S P.O.V. Jason is gone. BACK TO LIZBETH She is amazed. Where did he go? What's the difference -- she's safe. WRONG. As she looks behind her, JASON'S FEET SLAM DOWN IN THE WATER NEXT TO HER HEAD. She opens her mouth to scream. LOW ANGLE - UP ON JASON He raises the spear and RAMS IT DOWN TOWARD HER FACE! A spine-chilling CRUNCH is HEARD. WIDER Jason stands over his victim... Her body floats on the filthy water, but her head is drive down underneath. BLOOD begins to bubble up around the extended spear. CLOSE ON HER HAND A lifeless hand releases the money and credit cards it was clutching. We follow the floating American Express card along the now- bloody stream... Remember, don't leave home without it. CUT TO: INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE - DAY Tommy is asleep on the cot in his cell. Suddenly the LOUD SOUNDS of the DOOR OPENING and YOUNG VOICES startle him awake. MOVING SHOT - ON GROUP Entering from the bright sunshine are the sheriff and four kids in their late teens. Teasing, holding on to the arm of her sheriff father, is MEGAN. She is a cute and feisty 18- year-old. Her three friends, PAULA, a warm and personable girl with a short new-wave haircut; SISSY is black, sexy and very boy-crazy; and CORT, with his long hair and heavy metal T-shirt, is always ready to rock. MEGAN (to sheriff) Come on, Dad. You could have Rick drive down Cunningham Road and look for them. SHERIFF Megan, my deputies have more important things to do than look for camp counselors with car trouble. CORT Sheriff, couldn't you like put our an all-points bulletin for them? That would be really wicked decent. The sheriff shoots him a look. PAULA It's just that Darren and Lizbeth are in charge of organizing and setting up the new campgrounds. SISSY All the little kids arrive today. We're not ready to deal with that alone. ANGLE ON SHERIFF He sits down behind his desk and picks up the phone. SHERIFF I sympathize with you kids. The best I can do is call the station in Carpenter and have them keep a lookout for them. TOMMY (O.S.) I got a bad feeling of what might've happened to them. Everyone turns to look. TOMMY is gripping the cell's bars. His eyes connect with Megan. TOMMY You've got to convince the sheriff to look for your friends. Hopefully, they're fine. But there's a very good chance that Jason... THE SHERIFF jumps up angrily. SHERIFF Shut up. Megan, attracted to the good-looking prisoner, walks toward his cell. MEGAN Jason who? SHERIFF (ordering her) Megan, get away from him. He's dangerous. ANGLE ON MEGAN AND TOMMY She stops a few feet from the cell. TOMMY (sincerely) I'm not dangerous, believe me. Jason is out there. He's looking for me. But there's every possibility he'll return to the camp where it all started. WIDER ON SCENE The sheriff stomps over toward Tommy. SHERIFF (clenching his teeth) I told you to shut... SISSY (nervously) You mean the Jason of Camp Blood? TOMMY Yes! SHERIFF No!... (to kids) ... You kids better leave. This boy here is not well and I need to talk to him in private. MEGAN But, Dad, we... SHERIFF (very firmly) Megan, take your friends back to the camp. I'll let you know if I hear anything about your counselors. ANGLE ON MEGAN She wants to argue, but the look in her father's eye tells her she'd better cool it. She takes one more look at Tommy as she approaches her father. MEGAN (wisecracking) Don't beat him up too bad, he's kinda cute. This really steams the sheriff. SHERIFF Megan, leave! BACK TO KIDS They stumble out awkwardly as Megan struts away with a cool Lauren Bacall swagger. ANGLE ON TOMMY AND THE SHERIFF On the door is closed, the steely-eyed sheriff leans in close to Tommy's face. SHERIFF I was going to call the clinic and have them collect your ass. But I don't want you around here any longer poisoning my daughter, or anyone else, with your warped mind. TOMMY (extremely concerned) But they have to be warned, Sheriff. Jason will return to the area that's familiar. No matter what you call it, it's still Camp Crystal Lake to him. SHERIFF GARRIS walks away, not listening to Tommy. He straps on his holster and puts on his coat. SHERIFF (deadly serious) We're gonna escort you and that shit-pile pickup of yours to the edge of my jurisdiction.... (he picks up his rifle) ....Then we'll say goodbye and we'll never see your deranged butt around here again... (he cocks rifle) ...Right? TOMMY pushes off the bars in frustration and paces the cell like a caged animal. CUT TO: EXT. FOREST - DAY A large clump of thick bushes. Someone's moving behind them. We TRACK along, following the rustles. It stops. We HOLD and WAIT. SUDDENLY THE BUSHES PART ABRUPTLY. A bespectacled little man in Army fatigues and camouflage makeup pokes his head out at us. ROY, wearing protective goggles, looks right- left, then hides back in the brush. ANOTHER AREA OF THE FOREST We follow TWO OTHER BUSINESSMEN decked out in green jungle fatigues, looking like out-of-shape Rambos. STAN and LARRY are both carrying handguns, watching for any movement around them. They, too, wear goggles. STAN (quietly) Once we nail Roy, that's it. Victory is ours. LARRY This is taking forever. I'm starving. STAN That's your problem, Larry. That's why your sales are always below quota. Your instinct to eat is stronger than your instinct to win. LARRY (insulted) My ass. STAN Yeah, that's fat too. ANGLE OVER JASON'S SHOULDER He watches motionlessly as the two arguing men pass. They, of course, don't see him. BACK TO GUYS LARRY (outraged) You become a whole other person when you're out here, Stan. And I don't like it. STAN (arrogant) This is a man's game. Requiring a man's cunning and intelligence... SUDDENLY, A FIGURE EXPLODES OUT OF THE BRUSH. ANGLE ON STAN AND LARRY They react in terror. LOW ANGLE A goggle-wearing woman, also in Army fatigues, has her revolver pointed at them. KATIE fires at them. BOTH GUYS are splattered by red-paint pellets. Boy, are they pissed. KATIE grins triumphantly. KATIE ....with a woman's touch. WIDE ON GROUP STAN Now wait a second! I thought Burt shot you. KATIE (turns all around) See any paint?... (cocky) ...Sorry, guys, I did in Mr. Commando. Survival is the name of the game, and that flag is mine. As they walk away, Larry looks at his paint-smeared chest. LARRY (to Stan) Never should've let her play. STAN It's a damn company executive game, and she's a damn company exec. KATIE (motherly) Now, now, boys. Don't be spoilsports. JASON silently watches. He then heads for them! CUT TO: EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - DAY The freshly painted and beautifully renovated cabin retreat gleams in the bright sunlight. Even the lake itself shimmers tranquilly, free of any memories of its horrid past. Megan, Cort, Paula, and Sissy carry food supplies from their car to the cabin. PAULA I'm getting worried. CORT About Jason. PAULA No...about Darren and Lizbeth. They should have at least called. Don't you think, Megan?...Megan. Megan's mind is definitely on something--or someone--else. MEGAN (breaking out of it) Huh? Yeah, what? SISSY (giggles) This girl's back in the cell with her prisoner of love. Megan hits her playfully. MEGAN What's it to ya? SISSY Don't be playin' with no crazy jailbird. Those dudes are bad news. MEGAN Yeah? How would you know? SISSY I've been around long enough...to see plenty on TV. Everyone laughs or groans at Sissy. PAULA I don't know, Megan. He seemed pretty weird with all that Jason stuff. CORT Yeah, he was really into it. MEGAN (playing with them) Maybe he was telling the truth. Everyone stops and stares at her in disbelief. MEGAN (keeping the ruse going) Just because our parents keep telling us that Jason was only a legend, doesn't mean it wasn't true. What if Jason did come back here... (dramatically) ...And you know what today's date is, don't you? ANGLE ON HER THREE FRIENDS Each of their faces registers a different expression, wondering if Megan is serious or not. MEGAN looks past them at something, then smiles. MEGAN (slyly) I can think of only one thing even more terrifying. CORT (nervously) What? She points behind them. They turn to look. A BIG YELLOW BUS pulls up into the camp. The doors fly open. A group of screaming youngsters pile out. THE COUNSELOR stare in dread. How are they gonna handle this? SISSY I think I'd rather deal with ol' Jason. CUT TO: EXT. FOREST - DAY A MACHETE IS SEEN. We follow the deadly weapon as it's carried through the woods. Reaching some heavy brush, it hacks away at it. WIDER ANGLE REVEALS BURT, a real Rambo/Commando clone in paint-splattered fatigues, whacks angrily at the brushes. Of all the would-be hunters, he looks like he takes the game almost too seriously. He wears a commando belt loaded with a survival knife, devil darts and his machete sheath. Like his partners, he too is a sore loser. As he hacks away, he mumbles curses about this "stupid game." He raises the machete higher as he attacks the defenseless bushes. SUDDENLY, A HORRIBLY DISFIGURED HAND GRABS HIS HAND, STOPPING THE MACHETE IN MID-SWING. Shocked, Burt whips around, and gasps at the masked Jason. ANGLE ON MACHETE Jason's iron grip turns the hunter's hand with the machete toward his bug-eyed face. Jason forces the helpless man to stare at the weapon in his own hand that's about to take his life. He then PLUNGES the razor-sharp blade through his neck! GROUND LEVEL Burt's corpse drops before us. The gaping wound through his throat bubbles out bloody air bubbles. His eyes stare lifelessly at us. CUT TO: EXT. CEMETERY - DAY LOW ANGLE - UP ON MARTIN The crusty old CARETAKER stares down in utter horror. His bloodshot, alcoholic eyes widen at what they see. MARTIN Oh, shit. Shit-SHIT! WIDER He stands over Jason's dug-up grave, cursing at what has happened. ANGLE ON MARTIN Taking out a pint of Whiskey from his coat, he takes a strong slug and winces. With hangover equilibrium, he paces, nervous and afraid. MARTIN Oh-hh. Why me?...I know he's gonna blame me for this. Martin looks around quickly. He decides to cover up the open grave. He starts throwing all the evidence into the hole, then, grabbing the shovel, begins filling it in. MARTIN (become more frightened) Damn. Why Jason? Mothers could have their pick... (he gestures) ...of any of these other graves. ANGLE DOWN ON OPEN GRAVE Shovel-loads of dirt and mud slam down on the coffin. Hawes' foot is seen sticking out of the casket. MARTIN (O.S.) Shitheads couldn't even stick him back in right. Well, I ain't gonna touch the slimy sucker. CLOSE ON MARTIN He's beginning to sweat as he works faster. MARTIN He can't find out. He'll think I ain't doin' my job. I need that money...He won't find out... (looking around fearfully) ...No one's gonna know...I need my money. CUT TO: INT. PICKUP - DAY Tommy drives with incredible anxiety down the forest road. He glances up into the rear-view mirror. REAR-VIEW MIRROR Sheriff Garris and his deputy, Rick, are following close behind in their police car. INT. SHERIFF'S CAR Keeping a stern eye on Tommy, the sheriff shakes his head. SHERIFF (to deputy) It's kinda frightening to think that a kid like that can go so far over the edge. Jason really screwed up the poor sonofabitch's mind. DEPUTY (amazed) He really believes Jason's still alive, doesn't he? SHERIFF (nods and sighs) But that's no what worries me the most...It's how far he'll go to try and prove it. EXT. FOREST ROAD - DAY Tommy's pickup, with the sheriff's car right on his tail, roars down the road. CUT TO: EXT. FOREST - DAY Roy has still not been found. Hiding behind a tree, the little man with funny-shaped glasses watches for any unseen assassins. WIDE ON SCENE In his ill-fighting fatigues, he dashes comically from behind one tree to another. His foot catches in some vines and he takes a terrific pratfall. The paint-pellet gun flies from his hand and vanishes into the fallen leaves. ANGLE ON ROY He scrambles on his hands and knees to find his weapon. Panicking he'll be seen and shot, Roy starts to whimper as he searches. WIDER Slowly we MOVE toward the vulnerable little man with his back to us. CUT TO: BURNED-OUT AREA OF THE FOREST A fire some time ago has blackened the trees and ground in this area. Katie, Stan and Larry walk along, looking for their missing players. Holding up the other team's flag victoriously, Katie hollers out: KATIE Come on, you guys! The game's over!! STAN (disgruntled) You don't know for sure. What about Roy? Nobody's seen him. KATIE (cocky) Of course not. If he hasn't already accidentally pelleted himself, I'm sure he's lost. STAN Yeah, but the game's not over until it's over. LARRY (going along) That's right. Katie starts to counter, when she thinks she hears something. She stops them abruptly. KATIE Shh-hh. Wait a second. What was that? Everyone freezes, listening very intently. A LONG WAIT. HIGH ANGLE - LOOKING DOWN ON THEM All three stand stock-still, looking around and listening. TIGHT THREE SHOT Not hearing a thing, Stan relaxes. STAN Ahh, nothing. KATIE (loud whisper) I could swear I heard... JASON SLAMS DOWN BEFORE THEM. REVERSE OVER THEIR SHOULDER Jason wants to play army, too. He quickly withdraws the machete from his newly acquired commando belt. With one violent slice, the blade slashes their throats. CLOSE ON ALL THREE FACES AND NECKS The razor-sharp machete opens up all three throats almost simultaneously. It happens so fast, they barely have time to even gasp. REVERSE ANGLE THREE HANDS DROP OFF, FOLLOWED BY COLLAPSING BODIES. Jason watches them fall, then looks up at something. JASON P.O.V. Terrified beyond belief is Roy! He stands a few yards away in a small clearing. MOVING SHOT - ON JASON He wastes no time as he stalks the final hunter. PRESSING IN ON ROY So incredibly frightened, he doesn't think as he raises his gun at Jason and fires. ANGLE ON JASON The blood/red-paint pellet makes a direct hit on Jason's chest. He stops and glances down at this annoying mess. CLOSE ON HIS MASKED FACE As he looks up at Roy, he is even more pissed off. He LUNGES for him. ROY screams, drops the gun, and runs for his life. TRACKING SHOT - ON JASON He is hell-bent on catching this nerd. DOLLYING BACK - ON ROY Tears of terror are welling up as the poor guy races. Jason is seen a short distance behind, machete poised and ready. Roy glances back quickly, then screams as he heads through the ugly charred forest. ROY Oh, God, help me! Somebody, help!! He's trying to kill me!! CUT TO: SIGN: "ETERNAL REST CEMETERY" EXT. FOREST ROAD - DAY We are TRAVELING toward the large sign and arrow pointing left. INT. PICKUP Tommy stares at the sign and the approaching turnoff. He glances up in his rear-view mirror again. Biting his lip, he decides to go for it. EXT. FOREST ROAD Tommy's pickup makes a sudden left turn and heads up the road toward the cemetery. INT. SHERIFF'S CAR SHERIFF (exploding) Fuckin' A, what'd I tell ya!... (to deputy) ...Hit the noise and cherries. Rick turns on the siren and the red lights. EXT. FOREST ROAD The police car SCREECHES left and roars after Tommy. INT. PICKUP Tommy gets nervous hearing the siren BLARING, but instead of pulling over, he speeds up. INT. SHERIFF'S CAR CLOSE ON SHERIFF SHERIFF (vengeful) I'm getting real tired of this maniac. DEPUTY Maybe we better call that psychiatric clinic. SHERIFF (coldly) Better call an ambulance first. EXT. FOREST ROAD (TOWARD CEMETERY) The sheriff's car accelerates and gains on the pickup. The high-speed chase continues down the narrow dirt road. EXT. CEMETERY - MAIN GATE Tommy's old pickup SKIDS to a stop in front of the open gates. He leaps out of the truck as the sheriff SCREECHES UP next to him. We CRANE UP past the "Eternal Rest" sign as Tommy races into the old cemetery. The sheriff and his deputy are running close behind. EXT. CEMETERY TOMMY sprints across the bone yard in the direction of Jason's grave. In his eyes there is now the hope that they'll see he's telling the truth. HIS P.O.V. We HEAD toward where Jason's open grave was. DOLLY BACK - CLOSE ON TOMMY RUNNING He squints his eyes. Maybe he's in the wrong area. He slows down to look around. TOMMY IS VIOLENTLY TACKLED BY THE SHERIFF. WIDER Angry and out of breath, the sheriff pins him down to cuff him. Tommy struggles to get up. TOMMY I gotta show you Jason's grave. SHERIFF (clenching his teeth) I've seen it. TOMMY (desperate) Please, Sheriff. You'll see we dug it up. ANOTHER ANGLE Finally handcuffing him, the sheriff yanks him to his feet. Gripping Tommy's arm with one hand, he points at something. SHERIFF (sarcastically) Well, he must've got chilly in the night and pulled the dirt back over. Tommy looks around to where the sheriff is pointing. The boy is astounded by what he sees. TOMMY'S P.O.V. About twelve yards away are Jason's and his mother's tombstones. From this distance, it is impossible to tell that the chunks of lawn over Jason's grave have been replaced. ANGLE ON TOMMY AND LAWMEN Tommy shakes his head in utter disbelief. TOMMY That's not right. Somebody covered it up... (going toward it) ...I gotta see it... The sheriff yanks him back. The deputy pulls his .357 revolver with a laser scope attached. He aims at Tommy's head. SHERIFF (very icy) Now see what you've done. You've made my deputy draw his revolver. That could be a serious headache for you. He's been dyin' to try out his new mail-order laser scope. The deputy presses his gun's grip. Instantly a tiny, bright red beam appears on Tommy's temple. SHERIFF It's a damn impressive piece of high-tech weaponry... Wherever the red dot goes... a bullet is sure to follow. CLOSE ON TOMMY AND LASER BEAM He stares, fearing for his life, at the stolid deputy. MARTIN What's the problem, Sheriff? WIDER ON SCENE The old caretaker rushes awkwardly toward them. Immediately, the sheriff whips Tommy around. He drags him back toward the car as Rick quickly holsters his gun. SHERIFF Nothing, Martin. Just a vagrant kid. We got it under control. TIGHTER ON GROUP As they leave, Tommy looks back at the old man. TOMMY (demanding) Who covered up Jason's grave?! Martin stops abruptly and tries to hide his nervousness. MARTIN What!? What are you talking about? The sheriff pulls Tommy along even faster. SHERIFF Don't concern yourself, Martin. This boy needs treatment. We're taking care of it. Sorry for the disturbance. TOMMY (screaming) Jason's not in his coffin! Hawes is! Dig it up! You gotta dig it up!! ANGLE ON MARTIN He watches with extreme uneasiness as Tommy is thrown into the back of the squad car. The deputy gets into Tommy's pickup and follows the sheriff's car. PRESS IN ON MARTIN Pulling out his near-empty bottle of Jack Daniel's, he downs it all. With a noisy exhale, Martin glances back at Jason's grave. MARTIN (mumbles to self) Dig it up?... (he snickers) ...Hell, what kinda butt-hole does he think I am! PRESS IN ON JASON'S GRAVE As we TIGHTEN in, the large chunks of rearranged lawn are now visible. We HOLD on Jason's tombstone. CUT TO: EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - DAY A large group of cheering female youngsters. ANGLE ON MEGAN AND CHILDREN The little girls sit on two large picnic tables. Megan stands before them. MEGAN ...And then after that we'll swim, hike, and have lots of fun together. Okay? The youngsters squeal even louder. ANGLE ON SISSY AND PAULA SITTING ON CABIN STEPS Sissy mimes sticking her finger down her throat in disgust. Paula stifles a laugh and slaps Sissy's knee. She looks around. PAULA So where's Cort gone off to? SISSY Are you ready? He's taken our young men off to teach them my favorites sport. PAULA (smirking) Which is? SISSY (sexily) Boy scouting. PAULA (laughing) You gotta be kidding! EXT. FOREST PATH - DAY CLOSE ON TWELVE-YEAR-OLD BOY, TYEN TYEN (sarcastically) You gotta be kidding! WIDEN ON SCENE Cort is kneeling on the path, positioning two rocks. He's surrounded by a group of bored, arms-folded, pre-teen boys. CORT (trying hard) No, seriously... the Indian scout would arrange the rocks in such a way that like only his fellow Indians would know. You know, which way he went... (no response) ...You know? TYEN leans into another equally bored youngster, BILLY. TYEN If this is as exciting as it gets, we're in big trouble, dude. CUT TO: EXT. BURNED-OUT FOREST AREA - DAY JASON STALKS THROUGH THE BLACKENED WOODS. He heads toward us, wearing a commando belt displaying a knife and devil darts, a bloody machete in his hand. This undead killing machine keeps coming. There's a slight fog moving in as night approaches. CUT TO: EXT. INTERSTATE HIGHWAY - LATE AFTERNOON Off on the side of the road, Sheriff Garris opens his backseat door. He pulls Tommy out of the vehicle. Gruffly, he turns him around and uncuffs him. TIGHT ON TOMMY AND SHERIFF Whipping him back around, the Sheriff grabs him by his shirt and pulls him uncomfortably close. SHERIFF I don't find it amusing that the nut house you belong in thinks you're responsible enough to leave here unescorted. In fact, it gripes my ass. Tommy just stares coldly into his eyes. SHERIFF (letting him go) You've been damn lucky, pisshead. With all the grief you've caused me and my partner, you should be leaving wearing your balls as earrings. THE DEPUTY walks up and slaps Tommy's car keys into his hand. Tommy looks up, down at his keys, then back at the wicked, smiling deputy. DEPUTY I think we should do it to him anyway. The sheriff leans in and taps Tommy's earlobes with his index fingers. SHERIFF Naw. But if we see ol' Tommy ever again... you can guarantee it. WIDER Both lawmen turn and climb back into their car. Tommy waits there as they pull out and drive away. REVERSE ON TOMMY He watches as they disappear down the highway. Slowly the boy's stubborn determination returns. He rushes toward his old pickup. Behind it, the SUN IS SETTING. CUT TO: EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT The campgrounds are peaceful and quiet. A foggy haze covers everything. As tranquil as it seems, we feel uneasy. Is somebody watching from the woods. INT. BOY'S DORMITORY CABIN Two rows of sleeping youngsters in their cots are seen. INT. GIRL'S DORMITORY CABIN The same. The little girls' faces reflect pleasant dreams. INT. COUNSELOR'S CABIN Paula and Sissy are seated at a card table, playing the board game CLUE. Paula keeps looking toward the window, troubled by something. Sissy rolls the die and moves her token along the board. SISSY (excited) Okay, okay. I suggest that the crime was committed in the bedroom, by Colonel Mustard, with the knife. PAULA (preoccupied) Huh? Oh, come on, Sis. I'm tellin' ya, we can't play Clue with just two people. SLOWLY WE TIGHTEN IN ON THEM SISSY Why not? I used to play it alone. I love murder games. Have you ever played The Consulting Detective? PAULA (fidgety) No...Did Megan say when she's coming back from her...visit? SISSY Of course not. She probably took him a loaf of bread with a saw hidden in it. I still don't get it. Why him? I mean, he's cute alright, but... Paula smirks. PAULA (quickly) Isn't that enough? Sissy laughs and nods. SISSY You're right. And for the area, that even makes him overqualified. Paula then reaches for the phone. TIGHTEN IN ON HER. PAULA I'm gonna call her at the ol' jail house. Maybe her dad has found out what happened to Darren and Lizbeth by now... (she starts dialing) ...I can't believe they haven't called. I say if they're not here by morning, we send all the kids home. We're not prepared to run this place by ourselves. SUDDENLY, A CHILD'S HORRIFIED SCREAMS ECHO THROUGH THE CAMP. ANGLE ON PAULA AND SISSY Hanging up the phone, Paula races out the door, followed by Sissy. CUT TO: EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT WE FOLLOW BEHIND Sissy and Paula as they run in the direction of the scream. We follow them up the steps of the girls' dormitory cabin. INT. GIRL'S DORMITORY CABIN As Paula and Sissy burst in, a LITTLE GIRL in pajamas rushes toward them. She points at a cot across the way. LITTLE GIRL (terrified) She saw a monster. PAULA Who did? ANGLE ON PAULA She looks to where the little girl is pointing. PAULA'S P.O.V. Huddled up on her cot and pressed against the wall is NANCY. The sweet-faced nine-year-old is frightened out of her wits. Her big blue eyes are filled with tears. WIDER Behind Paula and Sissy, the other children stare wide-eyed at Nancy. Paula approaches her gently. PAULA (reassuringly) Hi. Everything's all right now. We're here. SISSY (awkwardly going along) Yeah, we're here. ANOTHER ANGLE Paula crouches down next to Nancy's cot. Sissy stands next to her friend. Nancy has still not stopped trembling. PAULA (softly) So what happened? NANCY (holding back tears) There was this monster. He was after me. He wanted to kill me. SISSY Where...? NANCY Everywhere. PAULA (smiling) You mean you had a bad dream. NANCY (shakes her head) No, he was real. Like on TV. CLOSE ON PAULA AND SISSY In motherly fashion, Paula wipes Nancy's tears and tucks her back under the blanket. PAULA Okay, listen...what's your name, sweetie? NANCY (sniffling) Nancy. PAULA (warmly) Well, Nancy, I'm Paula... remember? This is Sissy, and we're gonna be right out there all night so nothing can hurt you. Okay?... The child nods tentatively. PAULA ...Good. So no more bad dreams can come around here, huh? NANCY (faintly) No more. Paula smiles lovingly at her, then stands. WIDER As Paula and Sissy start to leave, Sissy gets cocky addressing the others. SISSY Now you all go back to Z-land. We're on the job and ya don't have to worry about shit... Paula nudges her for her choice of language. SISSY ...What? I'm sure they hear worse at home. REACHING THE DOOR Paula looks outside, then turns to Sissy. PAULA (quietly) I just realized something. Where's Cort? I haven't seen him for hours. SISSY (disgusted) I don't know. He called somebody, then took off. PAULA He didn't say anything? SISSY Yeah, he was gonna check out "things that go bump in the night." CUT TO: EXT. MOBILE-HOME CAMPGROUND - NIGHT A lone RV bounces and pumps to the beat of LOUD ROCK MUSIC within. Surrounded by a heavy fog, bright light beams from the windows of the mobile home. A cord extends from the vehicle and is plugged into the power outlet of this isolated trailer campground. INT. MOBILE-HOME - NIGHT HEAVY-METAL MUSIC BLASTS as Cort and a savagely sexy girl, JILL, make love to the beat. With her on top, Cort is really getting his "bump in the night." He just lies back and enjoys he skilled technique. ANGLE UP - ON JILL She moans and bites her lip with erotic pleasure, never missing a beat with the music. Jill even bumps and grinds perfectly to the song's drum breaks. JILL (very hot) They're the best. The best... (panting) ...You gotta keep it up till the end of the song. CORT nearing his climactic moment, strains to avoid it. CORT (breathing heavy) I'm tryin'...how much longer? Jill bends forward, laying her soft breasts on his chest. She whispers seductively in his ear: JILL Only ten more minutes. Poor Cort's eyes widen. He'll never make it to the final chord. EXT. MOBILE-HOME CAMPGROUND From a short distance back, we watch the rockin', rollin' RV. SUDDENLY, JASON STEPS SHOCKINGLY INTO FRAME. ANGLE ON JASON He stands in the foggy woods and watches too. He doesn't like it. And he moves to do something about it. INT. MOBILE-HOME CLOSE ON THE CASSETTE PLAYER The rock tune now BLARES out a WILD GUITAR SOLO. CLOSE ON JILL She gyrates wildly along with every screeching note. CLOSE ON CORT His face contorts wildly as he tries to control his near- exploding passion. He's just about to... EXT. POWER OUTLET Jason's hand grabs the cord and tears it out, leaving the plug SPARKING in the outlet. EXT. MOBILE-HOME The RV's bright lights, music and bouncing instantly retard and CEASE. JILL'S VOICE Oh, fuck. CORT'S VOICE (passion relieved) Oh ye-aaah. INT. MOBILE-HOME Dim moonlight spills in through the windows. Jill jumps off Cort and starts to investigate the problem. JILL Wait a second, I'll... (realizing, angrily) ...Cort, you didn't already... CORT sits quickly. CORT (defensively) I thought that was the end of the song. ANGLE ON JILL JILL (frustrated) Great. Just great. She stumbles through the RV. Shivering, she puts on her coat and heads to the AC power switch. JILL If this thing is burned out, friggin' Horace will ground my butt. CORT Who's Horace? JILL (disgusted) My friggin' stepfather and asshole- in-residence. Jill flips the switch a couple times. Nothing. She presses her face against the window and looks out. JILL'S P.O.V. The power cord is seen laying on the ground below. JILL How did that happen? CORT has pulled the blankets around himself to fight the cold. CORT What? JILL (almost demanding) Go out and plug the cord back in. CORT What? Who pulled it out?! Jill stomps toward him. JILL (sarcastically) Smokey the friggin' bear. I don't know, just do it. ANGLE ON CORT Nervously, he starts to get dressed. EXT. MOBILE-HOME The door opens tentatively. Cort sticks his head out and slowly looks around. JILL (O.S.) Will you hurry up! I gotta get this fuckmobile back before Horace finds out I took it. CORT (jumping out) Alright, alright. We TRACK with Cort as he walks around the RV, watching everything around him. It's getting tense. ANOTHER ANGLE Apprehensively, Cort approaches the cord and picks it up. He keeps staring out at the surrounding drifting fog. PRESSING IN ON CORT Without looking at it, the jittery boy starts to plug in the cord. He then notices the torn-out plug and frayed cord. Cort gasps. He turns to call to Jill. HE BANGS INTO SOMEONE RIGHT BEHIND HIM...it's Jill. JILL (irritated) What are you doing?... (seeing the cord) ...What happened to it? ANGLE ON BOTH Cort hands her the damaged cord. CORT (very scared) I don't know... (he heads for the door) ...But unless you wanna look exactly like it, I say we make this place a memory. Jill looks down at it. INSERT - CORD Close up, the horribly ripped and torn cord end does look quite grotesque. BACK TO JILL She cans the foggy night and a deadly fear now grips her. Slowly, then picking up speed, she follows after Cort. CORT has stopped in the RV's doorway. Jill rushes up, and turns to look at what he's staring at. CORT (straining to see) I think someone's out there. CORT'S P.O.V. The woods are still, with the exception of the drifting fog. Is that a tree in the shadows, or...? JILL pushes him into the mobile home. JILL (scared) I don't wanna know. She climbs in, slams the door, and LOCKS it. INT. MOBILE-HOME Cort jumps into the driver's seat. He tries to start the car. IT'S DEAD. He looks at Jill in terror. CORT This can't be. Jill shakes her head at him. JILL It isn't. She calmly turns the power switch over to "BATTERY". CORT tries the ignition again. It starts up. He grins at her. JILL (impatiently) Are you gonna drive or not? Quickly he shifts and ROARS backward. Jill is thrown to the floor. Items fall off the counters. EXT. MOBILE-HOME CAMPGROUND In a cloud of dust, the huge RV races backwards. MOVING SHOT - FROM BEHIND THE TREES We FOLLOW AFTER the vehicle as it peels out of the campgrounds. INT. MOBILE-HOME Jill is now sent flying back toward the camper. She lands on the bed. She sends a burning stars at the back of Cort's head. HER P.O.V. Cort LAUGHS LOUDLY as he races down the bumpy dirt road. JILL tries to control her temper. Enough things have gone wrong tonight without having this idiot destroy her old man's RV. JILL (standing up) That's it. Pull over. I'm drivin'. CORT (cocky) No way... (turns on radio) ...I wanna rock! DOLLY BACK - ON JILL as she heads toward him. WITHOUT WARNING, JASON EXPLODES OUT OF THE BATHROOM. He yanks her to him. The door slams shut on them. ANGLE ON CORT DRIVING His head bobs enthusiastically to the LOUD ROCK MUSIC. He whoops, then looks up at the rear-view mirror. Not seeing Jill, he turns around and looks. CORT'S P.O.V. Jill is not there. But a RUCKUS can be HEARD coming from the tiny bathroom. ANOTHER ANGLE ON CORT CORT (feeling his oats) Sounds like you're havin' fun in there! Need any company?! INT. MOBILE-HOME - BATHROOM CLOSE UP - ON JILL Jason's viselike grip squeezes her throat. She gasps and gags as his fingers begin to meet. Her nose bleeds. CLOSE ANGLE UP - ON JASON His soulless eyes stare down at her from behind the mask. PROFILE CLOSE UP - ON JILL Jason's fingers connect. Her throat collapses. BLOOD BURST OUT OF HER MOUTH! INT. MOBILE-HOME Cort is still rockin' out behind the wheel. He checks his rear-view mirror again. CORT Hey, what are you doing? Taking a dump?... How about if I come back and snatch a peek. Or vice versa. As he cackles with amusement, JASON THROWS OPEN THE DOOR. Cort doesn't hear it. Menacingly, JASON STALKS HIM. CLOSE ON JASON'S COMMANDO BELT His hand pulls out the long, jagged survival knife. He holds it poised and ready. MOVING SHOT - OVER JASON'S SHOULDER Slowly, the infamous slasher closes in on Cort. REVERSE - THROUGH WINDSHIELD Cort drives, oblivious to the grim reaper standing right behind him. ANGLE ON CORT A new SONG plays on the radio. Cort beams, recognizing it as a favorite of his. He turns it UP. CORT Alright! Yo, Jill! Listen to this! He looks up into the rear-view mirror. TIGHT ON MIRROR JASON'S HOCKEY-MASKED FACE GLARES AT HIM. CORT RECOILS IN HORROR. JASON'S HAND GRABS HIM BY THE HAIR. THE GLEAMING BLADE RAISES UP. CLOSE ON BACK OF CORT'S HEAD AS THE JAGGED KNIFE PLUNGES INTO HIS EAR. Suddenly, all SOUND CUTS OUT. THROUGH WINDSHIELD We watch in EERIE SILENCE as Jason lets go of Cort's knifed head. The lifeless body flops over the wheel. Immediately, the RV veers off to the left. EXT. FOREST ROAD SOUND RESUMES as the runaway mobile home drives off the road with a horrible CRASH, it falls over on its left side. ANOTHER ANGLE ON FALLEN R.V. Slowly the fog swirls around the motionless vehicle. We wait, SUDDENLY, THE DOOR BURSTS UP AND OUT. Jason climbs out of the wreckage. WIDER ON SCENE Surrounded by an evil fog, Jason stands atop the fallen metal beast like a conquering warrior. CUT TO: INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE - NIGHT ANGLE ON SHERIFF SHERIFF (very perturbed) What makes you so high and mighty?... You keep forgetting, little Megan, I'm the parent... WIDEN ON SCENE Megan is slouched in a chair and pouting. MEGAN (interrupting mockingly) ...And you're the child... She sits up in hot-blooded frustration. MEGAN When are you going to stop treating me like one! SHERIFF When you stop acting like one... Tommy Jarvis is a very sick boy. And you... MEGAN How do you know? Did you take his temperature? SHERIFF (pointing at her) You watch that smart-mouthing, young lady. CLOSE ON MEGAN She crosses her eyes in a comic attempt to watch her mouth. MEGAN Kinda hard to see it from this angle? Got a mirror? ANGLE ON BOTH Megan enjoys pushing her temperamental father to the limit. He stomps around like Ralph Kramden. MEGAN (coolly) Now tell me, "If your mother was alive, you wouldn't..." The poor sheriff finally blows sky-high. He throws open the door. SHERIFF That's it! Out! I don't need this tonight. Out, Megan! The sheriff gets a CALL over the SHORT-WAVE. Unintimidated by his bellowing, Megan calmly answers it. MEGAN Sheriff's office... (listens) ...Can you hold on? He's in the can draining his lizard. SHERIFF GARRIS slams the door and roars toward his precocious daughter. MEGAN (sweetly into phone) ...Oh, here he comes now... (to sheriff) ...Daddy, it's Rick. The growling sheriff practically rips the receiver out of snickering Megan's hand. SHERIFF (barking) What?!...What kinda problem?! EXT. FOREST ROAD Deputy Colone stands outside his squad car. Talking into the mike, he stares fearfully at the VW Bug and Lizbeth's floating corpse in the background. SHERIFF You better get down here. I found what's left of the counselors. Looks like someone did them in using Jason's old M.O. INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE SHERIFF (rubbing his face) I knew I should've done something about that sonofa... Where are you?... (listens) ...Right. I'm on my way. Megan grows concerned as her father gathers his things with a deadly urgency. MEGAN What it is? SHERIFF (trying to control his emotions) Not what...who. Seems your boyfriend wants people to believe Jason has returned. MEGAN (catching him) I thought Jason was only a legend? SHERIFF He is. Only Tommy wants to prove the legend is true... (ordering her) ...You stay put. And I'm not kidding. Grabbing his rifle, the sheriff rushes out. ANGLE ON MEGAN She stares, wondering what the hell is going on. CUT TO: EXT. FOREST - NIGHT WE TRACK with Jason's filthy boots. He's walking at a faster clip toward his destination. TRACK with Jason's hand holding the razor-sharp machete. DOLLY BACK as Jason's maleficent eyes stare with pure hatred. He keeps coming right at us. CUT TO: INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE - NIGHT Megan sits alone at the desk...waiting. A large window is right behind her. Bored, she puts her feet on the edge of the desk. She then leans back toward the window, seeing how far back the chair will go and still stay balanced. CIRCLE AND PRESS IN SLOWLY ON MEGAN Tension builds as we move closer to the balancing girl and the window behind her. We stop and wait. SUDDENLY THE PHONE RINGS LOUDLY. It startles Megan, who screams as she pratfalls backwards. ANGLE ON MEGAN Laughing at herself, she gets up and answers the phone. MEGAN Sheriff's office... (listens) ...No, I'm sorry, he's not in at the moment. Can I take a message? As she listens, Megan immediately straightens up. MEGAN ...Oh, hi. I'm Megan, his daughter. Remember, I met you this morning... EXT. PHONE BOOTH - NIGHT Tommy is in a badly sabotaged old phone booth next to a closed gas station. He is illuminated by the LIGHTS of his pickup. TOMMY (preoccupied) Yeah, hi. Listen, I've got to talk to your dad. About Jason. I've got a plan. I need to buy some things first but mainly need help to... INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE MEGAN Tommy, my father is out looking for you right now. Something happened tonight and he's sure you're responsible. If he finds you, he'll... INT. PHONE BOOTH TOMMY (interrupting) I already have a very good idea what could've happened... (frustrated) ...Megan, Jason is out there. He has to be stopped. I'm positive he's heading back to the lake area. He'll keep killing until... MEGAN'S VOICE I'll pick you up. Where are you? TOMMY (shocked) What? INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE MEGAN (determined) It's the only way. My father will nail you in your car in a second... (demanding) ...Where are you? EXT. PHONE BOOTH Tommy looks around for something identifiable. TOMMY Uh...Howie's Service Station and Feed Bag Stop. I think it's... MEGAN'S VOICE (on phone) I know where it is. See you within a half-hour. Hearing her HANG-UP, Tommy does the same and exits the booth. ANGLE ON TOMMY He looks around, shivers and zips up his jacket. He's worried about involving Megan in this. He's worried for himself. CUT TO: EXT. DARK WOODS - NIGHT Out of the foggy shadows, an evil spectre emerges into the moonlight...JASON. He stares. JASON'S P.O.V. EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN The renovated campsite looks quite peaceful and calm before the... ANGLE ON JASON He cocks his head, not quite sure why it looks so different. But it feels like home. With machete in hand, he proceeds into the camp ground. EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT A grossly bloody sheet. It covers a corpse that is lifted into an ambulance. As we PULL BACK, Sheriff Garris and TWO OTHER OFFICERS when in disgust. The sheriff suddenly turns and heads for the patrol cars. Officers PAPPAS and THORNTON follow behind. SHERIFF (controlling his rage) I want all officers, all units and stations within a fifty-mile radius alerted about this wacko kid. OFFICER PAPPAS Yes, sir. SHERIFF You have his vehicle description. I want roadblocks on... DEPUTY'S VOICE (yelling from distance) Sheriff! Get over here!! EXT. WOODS ANGLE ON SHERIFF He takes off into the woods toward his deputy's voice. SHERIFF'S P.O.V. We MOVE rapidly through the maze of trees and brush. MOVING SHOT - CLOSE ON SHERIFF He heads towards us, searching for the deputy. DEPUTY'S VOICE Sheriff, over here! SHERIFF'S P.O.V. We TURN and HEAD FOR Deputy Colone waving a flashlight at us. ANGLE ON SHERIFF AND DEPUTY Running up to his ashen-faced deputy, Sheriff Garris looks down at what Rick holds out. INSERT - DEPUTY'S HAND A pair of blood-splattered glasses. We recognize them as once belonging to Roy, the last remaining survival hunter. BACK TO SHERIFF AND DEPUTY The sheriff looks at him. SHERIFF Is that all you found? DEPUTY I wish it was. He shines his flashlight at the ground. A SEVERED MAN is illuminated before us. It wears an Army fatigue sleeve. We FOLLOW the light over a couple of yards to a HACKED-OFF LEG, also in fatigues. CLOSER ON LAWMEN Both keep staring stoically down at the body parts. SHERIFF Better get out the Hefty Bags... Looks like our boy desperately wants us to believe his story. DEPUTY He sure chose the right day to pull this shit. SHERIFF Whaddya mean? DEPUTY (cryptically) Happy Friday the 13th. The sheriff slowly looks over at him in utter disbelief. CUT TO: EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT CLOSE ON TELEPHONE CORD ON CABIN WHACK! The machete blade cuts the phone cord in half. ANGLE BEHIND JASON He stares at his handiwork, then heads towards the lit and open window. CUT TO: INT. COUNSELOR'S CABIN Paula has fallen asleep on her bed. The phone is right next to her. SISSY is wearing headphones, listening to her Walkman. She sits on her bed, ogling through the pages of a "PLAYGIRL" magazine. OVER SISSY'S SHOULDER The magazine is filled with beefcake-posing guys. She is practically drooling on the pages. In the background, a figure quickly passes by the open window. CLOSE ON SISSY The movement catches her eye. She cranes her head to look. WIDER Taking off the ROCK 'N' ROLL BLARING headphones, Sissy shuts off her Walkman. She walks over to the window and looks out. EXT. WINDOW Sissy, framed by the open window, surveys the area. HER P.O.V. All is still and motionless in the campgrounds. CLOSE ON SISSY A bit perplexed. She knows she saw something. She starts to turn away, when the SOUND of LEAVES CRUNCHING underfoot is HEARD. She sticks her head out the window. She tries to sound authoritative. SISSY All right, who's out there? PAULA stirs and awakens halfway. PAULA (sleepily) What's goin' on? ANGLE ON SISSY SISSY (a bit nervous) I think somebody's messin' around out there. Paula smirks, rolls over, and closes her eyes. PAULA It's gotta be Cort. He loves to scare people... (falling asleep) ...Teach him a lesson. BACK TO SISSY She HEARS FOOTSTEPS right below the window. She thinks, then breaks into an impish grin, seeing something. Sissy quietly tiptoes over to the table and picks up her half-consumed can of "Cherry Coke." MOVING SHOT Sissy, trying not to laugh, sneaks back to the window. She crouches down, then extends the can outside. CLOSE ON CAN Her hands turn it over and sticky "Cherry Coke" pours down on her victim. We HEAR IT HITTING SOMEONE. ANGLE ON SISSY Quickly she withdraws the can and jumps back from the window. Expecting a response, she is surprised not to get one. Stifling a laugh, she creeps back toward the window. DOLLY IN - SLOWLY FOLLOWING SISSY Tension mounts as she reaches the frame and tentatively peers over it. SHOCKINGLY, JASON SPRINGS UP AND GRABS HER. PROFILE ANGLE - ON WINDOW Bottom half of Sissy's body is WHIPPED VIOLENTLY OUT THROUGH THE WINDOW. PAULA AWAKENS just as Sissy's legs fly out through the window. PAULA (groggy) Hey, you guys. Try got to wake the kids. Paula listens. She HEARS a STRUGGLE, a WHOOSH, a THUMP, then SILENCE. She snickers once again, then falls back into dreamland. CUT TO: EXT. PHONE BOOTH - NIGHT Megan's orange Camaro SCREECHES UP. We FOLLOW as she jumps out and is met by Tommy. TOMMY (adamantly) I'm gonna borrow your car. You can't do this with me. It's much too dangerous. She looks past him at his pickup. MEGAN And you can't leave that truck out in plain sight. Talk about dangerous. Tommy turns around to look. TOMMY What? MEGAN Hide it behind the gas station. Then we can get the hell out of here. He turns back to her. TOMMY (irritated) Look, this isn't a game. You're not going with me. I'm already responsible for causing the death of... Megan cuts him off. MEGAN (quickly) Didn't you say you needed some supplies to do this? TOMMY Uh...yes. But... MEGAN (firmly) Then let's get goin'. We can argue on the way. You tell me what you need... (with a sly smile) ...I'll make sure you get in. She heads toward her LOUDLY PURRING Camaro. MEGAN ...And nobody drives this baby but me... (pointing) ...Now get that pickup hid and let's boog. ANGLE ON TOMMY There isn't much he can say. With an exasperated sigh, he runs to move his truck. CUT TO: INT. GIRL'S DORMITORY CABIN - NIGHT SLOWLY we TRACK along a row of sleeping children. Each has her own unique position of slumber. We PULL BACK to reveal her large windows just above them beaming in moonlight. JASON'S SILHOUETTE CARRYING SISSY'S HEADLESS CORPSE PASSES. ON THE OPPOSITE WALL We FOLLOW Jason's evil shadow as it crosses more sleeping kids. When it falls across little Nancy, her half-open eyes flash open! She sits up in wide-eyed fear as we rapidly PRESS IN on her. CUT TO: EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT Megan's hot Camaro jets down the road, kickin' up dust. INT. MEGAN'S CAR Tommy shoots Megan a look. TOMMY (dryly) Can this tub go any faster? She returns a flirtatious grin. MEGAN (self-assured) You got it. Just keep an eye out for roadblocks. TOMMY (looking ahead; deadpan) Okay. There's one. THEIR P.O.V. - THROUGH WINDSHIELD As they round the bend, two police cars with lights a- flashin' are blocking the road. EXT. FOREST ROAD Megan's car SKIDS to a stop. INT. MEGAN'S CAR Tommy looks at the temperature Megan for a plan. She delivers. Grabbing his head, she pulls it down onto her lap. MEGAN (forcefully) Get down. CLOSE ON TOMMY'S FACE He stares bug-eyed as he confronts her tight-jeaned crotch. INSERT - GEARSHIFT She slams it into reverse. EXT. FOREST ROAD The orange bomber ROARS backwards down the road. THE TWO POLICE CARS spring into action and give chase. INT. POLICE CAR Pappas, the very good-looking one of the two officers seen earlier, calls it in! OFFICER PAPPAS (into mike) Unit 45, Officer Pappas to Sheriff Garris. Do you copy? INT. SHERIFF'S CAR The distressed sheriff answers the call. SHERIFF (into mike) Yeah, I'm here. What? OFFICER PAPPAS' VOICE (over radio) Got a different vehicle that just turned tail seeing us. Saw somebody duck down. SHERIFF Got a description or plates? OFFICER PAPPAS' VOICE The whole enchilada. It's an '82 orange Camaro, license... CUT TO: EXT. FOREST ROAD Megan's car back quickly into a turnoff, then PEELS OUT full steam ahead! INT. POLICE CAR Officer Pappas is just finishing the vehicle's description when the sheriff explodes: SHERIFF'S VOICE (over radio) Son of a shittin' bitch! That's my daughter's car!! OFFICER PAPPAS (nervous) How should we proceed, sir? INT. SHERIFF'S CAR SHERIFF (beside himself emotionally) With extreme car, for God's sake. If that kid is with her, there's every good chance he'll do something crazy. INT. MEGAN'S CAR CLOSE ON TOMMY'S FACE STILL ON HER LAP TOMMY (to Megan) Please don't do anything crazy. ANGLE ON MEGAN She drives like a hellcat trying to lose the pursuing cops. MEGAN I know what I'm doing. I got your supplies for ya, didn't I?... Now if I can get to Cunningham Road, I can lose them... (Tommy starts to sit up) ...Just stay where you are. BACK TO TOMMY He puts his head back down and stares at the view. TOMMY (deadpan) Whatever you say. EXT. FOREST ROAD OVERHEAD SHOT - ON ROAD Megan's car ROARS by, immediately followed by the two police cars. CAMARO'S P.O.V. Headlights illuminate the windy path we TRAVEL. Enormous trees stand dangerously close to the curved road. INT. MEGAN'S CAR TIGHT ON MEGAN Our strong-willed heroine is determined to reach her destination. EXT. FOREST ROAD The Camaro fires past us. One cop car, then the other, follow suit. All three vehicles' tires SQUEAL on the hazardous curves. INT. MEGAN'S CAR ANGLE ON TOMMY Megan's wild driving causes his head to roll around in her lap. He tries to be discreet about where it keeps landing. MEGAN (O.S.) That's what I want. Tommy registers surprise. CLOSE ON MEGAN What she sees ahead has her beaming with confidence. MEGAN'S P.O.V. - OUT WINDSHIELD Two signposts are seen. One reads "Cunningham Road," the other "Camp Forest Green" with an arrow pointing right. BACK TO MEGAN MEGAN This is gonna be a hairy turn. Grab ahold of something. ANGLE ON TOMMY He looks up at her with a look of "you gotta be kidding." MEGAN'S P.O.V. - OUT WINDSHIELD Her car SCREAMS around the turn onto Cunningham Road. SHOCKINGLY, HER FATHER AND HIS CAR ARE WAITING IN THE DARK FOR THEM. The deputy and his car are right behind the sheriff. Both have their rifles aimed and ready. EXT. FOREST ROAD Megan's car barely has enough room to brake. The Camaro fishtails to a stop. The sheriff remains stock-still, not flinching at all. PRESS IN - ON SHERIFF With a deadly cool, her orders his daughter: SHERIFF Megan, step out of the car! ANGLE ON MEGAN - THROUGH WINDSHIELD She stares in horror at her father. She's never seen him point a gun at her. But then again she's never pulled a stunt like this. Megan then looks down at her feet. INT. MEGAN'S CAR ANGLE DOWN - ON TOMMY He is sprawled across the floorboard, his face between Megan's feet. He stares at her in utter dread. MEGAN It's all over. TOMMY (shaking his head) It's just beginning. CUT TO: EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT SUBJECTIVE MOVING CAMERA We HEAD across the campgrounds toward the counselors' cabin. Climbing the steps, we slowly open the door. INT. COUNSELOR'S CABIN Paula is sound asleep. The SOUND of the DOOR OPENING causes her to stir. SUBJECTIVE MOVING CAMERA We CONTINUE through the door into the cabin. Looking around, we spot the sleeping counselor. We HEAD for her. PRESS IN - ON PAULA Tension builds as we stare at the restless girl. Sensing someone over her, Paula opens her eyes. She gasps! PAULA'S P.O.V. A bloody machete is held out before us. WIDER Little Nancy stands over Paula, holding the machete. NANCY I can't sleep, Paula. I'm scared. I saw someone at the window and... Paula sits up quickly and grabs the disgusting machete. PAULA (interrupting) Where'd you get this? NANCY (pointing) I found it outside. Paula doesn't know what to think. Looking around the cabin and not seeing anyone, she draws some rapid conclusions. PAULA (trying to sound comforting) You know what? Sissy and Cort are playing jokes. You know, trying to scare each other. NANCY (innocently) Why? PAULA Well, grown-ups think it's funny to be scared. NANCY (confused) Are they grown-ups? PAULA That's debatable. NANCY (more confused) Huh? Paula shakes her head, puts the machete down on the floor, and stands up. PAULA Never mind... (looks at watch) ...Is it that lake already? She grabs the phone and starts to dial. PAULA I can't believe no one called back. I better... NANCY Who ya calling? PAULA realizes the child doesn't need to hear this conversation. She hangs up. PAULA Why don't we first try and find Sissy and Cort, then you can go to sleep. She takes Nancy's hand and they head for the door. NANCY (worried) But what if they try and scare us? PAULA (playfully) We'll scare 'em right back. Nancy giggles with delight. They exit the cabin door. EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN Paula leads Nancy down the steps. She makes a game out of quietly sneaking around, looking for the missing counselors. For the child, this is fun. WITHOUT WARNING, JASON'S MASKED FACE IS BEFORE US. A STING accompanies this SHOCK CUT. OVER JASON'S SHOULDER In the dark shadows, Jason watches the two giggling girls. He waits for his moment. For Jason, this is fun. CUT TO: INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE - NIGHT COMPOSITE MASTER - BEGIN CLOSE ON SHERIFF SHERIFF (adamantly) ...And I said, shut up! PULL BACK AND PAN TO INCLUDE MEGAN MEGAN (just as adamant) All he's asking is for you to check it out. WIDEN TO SEE TOMMY IN CELL BEHIND TOMMY TOMMY (pleading) You got me where you want me. There's no reason not... TIGHTEN AS SHERIFF STOMPS TOWARD HIM SHERIFF (restraining his rage) If I had you where I really wanted you, they'd be pumping your ass full of formaldehyde. MEGAN STEPS BETWEEN THEM MEGAN Can't you at least call the camp and make sure everything's all right? SHERIFF (snapping at her) We have! Trying to track you down. The phone there is disconnected. TOMMY Doesn't that tell you something?! SHERIFF Yeah...They should've paid their bill. In the background we HEAR a CALL coming in on the radio. Deputy Colone is HEARD answering it. The sheriff points at Tommy. SHERIFF (icy hatred) You just sit tight, Jason. Once the authorities from Carpenter get here, you'll... DEPUTY (O.S.) (interrupting; urgent) Sheriff, you better take this. We TRACK with the sheriff over to the deputy on the radio headset. SHERIFF (taking the call) Sheriff Garris... (as he listens, he reacts to the horrible news) ...Approximately what time? (he glares in Tommy's direction) ...I'll be right there. We FOLLOW the sheriff as he grabs his coat and hat to leave. Megan runs up to him. MEGAN What?...What happened?! Her father looks past her to his deputy. SHERIFF (coldly) Rick. Keep and eye on our wacko kid. I'll be back as soon as I can. MEGAN (insistent) Daddy, what is going on? SHERIFF (to Rick) And make sure my daughter stays put... (looking at Megan) ...She's grounded. Megan steps in his path as he turns to go. She pushes against his chest as hard as she can. MEGAN (exploding) Tell me!! The sheriff immediately raises his hand to strike her. Then, quickly controlling himself, he grabs her by the shoulders. SHERIFF (clenching teeth) They just found your friend Cort and some girl. She was brutally strangled, and Cort...he had a knife rammed through his skull. Megan shakes her head in disbelief. MEGAN No. No, it's not... SHERIFF Yes, Megan. Tommy Jarvis is a killer. A very deranged boy who wants you to believe that... ANGLE ON TOMMY TOMMY Jason did do it. I swear! Sheriff, when were they murdered? BACK TO MEGAN AND SHERIFF He disregards Tommy's question and stares at his daughter with sincere concern. SHERIFF For God's sake, stat away from him. Please, Meggie. As he starts again to leave, Megan, still in shock from the news, grabs her father's arm. MEGAN (intensely) Dad...What time were they murdered? The sheriff hesitates, not wanting to answer. Somehow it blurts out: SHERIFF They think somewhere around 8:30 or 9:00. MEGAN steps right up to her father. MEGAN I was with Tommy all that time. CLOSE ON SHERIFF This obviously hits him on more than one level. He masks his reaction, turns, and heads for the door. SHERIFF Rick, I'll call you when I get there. He exits and slams the door. MEGAN with sorrowful eyes, looks back at Tommy. TOMMY slams both fists against the bars. TOMMY Damn. CUT TO: INT. GIRL'S DORMITORY CABIN - NIGHT Paula and Nancy are tiptoeing, trying not to awaken the other children. Reaching little Nancy's bed, Paula tucks her in snugly. She crouches next to the child. PAULA (whispering) I'm sure Cort and Sissy are back in their cabins. So you just go back to sleep and don't worry. NANCY But what I get scared again? PAULA (whispering) Shhh...You know what I used to do when I was a little girl when I got scared? Nancy shakes her head timidly. PAULA (whispering) I would close my eyes and say a little prayer. And pretty soon, you know what? Everything scary went away... (reassuringly) ...It worked for me. I'll bet it'll work for you too. She kisses the child's forehead. PAULA (lovingly) Good night. See ya in the morning. REVERSE ON PAULA As she stands up, we see JASON GLARING AT THEM THROUGH THE WINDOW. Paula smiles tenderly at Nancy. PAULA'S P.O.V. Nancy smiles back at her, rolls over, and closes her eyes. TRACKING SHOT - ON PAULA She begins to quietly head for the door. JASON FOLLOWS RIGHT ALONG OUTSIDE FROM WINDOW TO WINDOW. EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN Paula exits the dormitory door as silently as possible. She looks around the area, still very concerned about her companions. PAULA'S P.O.V. A gently breeze is blowing away the evening fog. The trees and brushes seem to shiver nervously. PRESS IN - ON PAULA as she slowly descends the steps. Somehow she can sense her deadly face. Paula looks around again, then hurries toward her cabin. WIDE ON SCENE Paula races across the camp to the counselor's cabin. MOVING SHOT - OVER HER SHOULDER She rushes up the cabin steps and finds the door closed. She seems relieved. PAULA Sissy? INT. COUNSELOR'S CABIN As Paula enters, she is disappointed to find it empty. TIGHTEN ON PAULA She hurries to the phone and starts dialing. For the first time, she realizes the phone is dead. Her frustration turns to alarm when she notices something at her feet. PAULA'S P.O.V. THE MACHETE SHE LEFT ON THE FLOOR IS GONE. BLOODY STAINS ON THE FLOOR MARK WHERE IT HAD LAIN. PAULA hears a NOISE and turns to look. ANGLE ON OPEN DOOR It moves a bit. Was it the wind or is someone behind it? MOVING SHOT - ON PAULA Not sure if it's a joke or her imagination, Paula slowly heads towards it. Tension mounts. Just as she reaches it, she slowly extends her hand to grab the knob. SUDDENLY, THE WIND BLOWS IT TOWARD HER. She backs up. It slams shut. No one, of course, is there. She giggles at herself and reopens the door. JASON IS RIGHT THERE IN THE DOORWAY. TIGHT ON PAULA'S GASPING FACE TIGHT ON JASON'S MACHETE AS IT ADVANCES EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN A few yards from the cabin, we watch as Jason quickly lunges at Paula and SLAMS the door, MUFFLING her SCREAM. CUT TO: INT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE - NIGHT Deputy Colone is hunched over his desk, doing what he hates most...filling out reports. He glances up at Tommy, then over at Megan. Satisfied, he returns to his shitwork. ANGLE ON MEGAN Seated across the room, she appears to be idly sketching something on a large pad. TOMMY sits on his jail cot, head in hands, hopeless. MEGAN looks up at the deputy, then over at Tommy. CLOSE ON TOMMY He glances up at her. OVER MEGAN'S SHOULDER - ON TOMMY She holds up the sketch pad for him to read. As she does, his eyes widen, amazed at what she's written. He mouths "Are you sure?" as she lowers the pad. TIGHT ON MEGAN She nods a strong affirmative. WIDE ON SCENE Tommy gets up off his cot and stretches nonchalantly. He eyes the deputy, then Megan. She flips a page over, and starts to really sketch. TOMMY So what are ya drawin'? MEGAN What's it to ya? THE DEPUTY looks up, irritated by the noise. DEPUTY Hey, pipe down, Jarvis. TOMMY grabs the cell bars. TOMMY I was just curious about what she was drawin'. MEGAN holds it up for Tommy to see. MEGAN (sarcastic) There...Ya happy? TOMMY No. MEGAN Why? TOMMY 'Cause it stinks. Megan throws the sketch pad at him. It bounces off the bars. ANGLE ON TOMMY He reaches down, grabs it, and pulls it into his cell. MEGAN stands up defiantly. MEGAN Okay, give it back. TOMMY (slyly) Come and get it. ANGLE ON DEPUTY This is really getting him pissed. He gets up. DEPUTY Bastard...Megan, I'll get in. MEGAN is already in front of the wall. She reaches through the bars for the pad. MEGAN Give it to me, punk. TIGHT ON TOMMY AND MEGAN Suddenly he grabs her arm, pulls her to the bars, and starts kissing her passionately. The more she struggles, the tighter he envelopes her. MOVING SHOT - ON DEPUTY He races across the room. Awkwardly, he grapples to separate them. INSERT - DEPUTY'S REVOLVER As they battle, Megan's hand secretly reaches down and pulls the gun from the deputy's holster. ANGLE ON GROUP Megan allows herself to be torn from Tommy's embrace. The angry deputy reaches at Tommy, who backs away into the cell. DEPUTY You stinkin' maggot, I oughta...! MEGAN (O.S.) (demanding) Let him out of there. PRESS IN - ON DEPUTY As he turns to face Megan, a red laser dot appears on the tip of his nose. DEPUTY P.O.V. Megan points the laser-scoped revolver right at us. She definitely means business. TIGHT ON DEPUTY He chuckles in disbelief. DEPUTY Come on, Megan, don't clown around. MEGAN holds the gun dead-steady. MEGAN I ain't the one with the funny red nose...Open the cell and exchange places...with him... (she cocks the trigger) ...Now. ANGLE ON DEPUTY AND TOMMY The boy moves up behind him and reinforces the seriousness of the situation. TOMMY (enjoying this) Better do as she says, 'cause ...wherever the red dot goes, a bullet is sure to follow. The deputy reluctantly removes his keys and turns toward Tommy. DEPUTY (furiously) You brainwashed her, you sonofabitch? MEGAN breaks into a cocky smile, and answers for him. MEGAN Yeah, something like that. CUT TO: EXT. SHERIFF'S OFFICE - NIGHT Tommy and Megan fly out the door and race toward the Camaro. TOMMY Got the keys? MEGAN reaches under the car and quickly withdraws a tiny box. MEGAN No, he took 'em...But I got my Hide-a-Key. TOMMY rushes up and grabs it from her. TOMMY Sorry, Megan. Not this time. MEGAN (pissed) Wait a minute. I just... TOMMY (determined) I thank you for getting me out. But I gotta finish what I started. MEGAN stares defiantly at him as she opens the driver's door and gets in. She suddenly slides over to the passenger's seat. MEGAN Well, come on, hot lips, let's go. You drive, I'll navigate. ANGLE ON THEM IN CAR Tommy throws up his hands, then climbs in. The car starts up and ROARS down the street. CUT TO: INT. GIRL'S DORMITORY CABIN JASON PATROLS THE CHILDREN'S CABIN. Slowly and menacingly, he walks by the sleeping youngsters. TRACKING ALONG BED - ON LITTLE GIRLS Slumbering soundly, they have no awareness of the monster at the edge of their beds. JASON reaches the end of the dormitory. With his back to us, he stops, senses something, and whips around. TIGHT ON JASON'S MASKED FACE He glares at someone with evil intent. PRESS IN WHILE ZOOMING OUT - ON NANCY The terrified child's eyes peek from under the sheet. She ain't dreaming. This monster is real. WIDER Jason stands and stares at Nancy at the other end of the cabin. He then stalks her. CUT TO: EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT SHERIFF GARRIS' CAR PULLS ONTO THE CAMPSITE Another patrol car, with Officer Pappas and Thornton, pulls up behind it. The wind is getting stronger as it whips through the trees. CUT TO: INT. GIRL'S DORMITORY CABIN JASON STANDS OVER NANCY'S BED! The child is frozen in pure terror. She can't even cry out. NANCY'S P.O.V. Slowly, Jason's masked face descends toward us. MOVING SHOT - DOWN TOWARD NANCY The child squeezes her eyes shut and begins to pray, very quickly: NANCY (whimpering) Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep... JASON'S FACE COMES CLOSER AND CLOSER NANCY (voice quavering) ...If I should die before I wake, I pray the Lord my soul to take. Now I lay me... etc. ANGLE ON JASON AND NANCY Jason HEARS the CAR DOOR SLAM outside. His face turns toward the noise. He immediately heads for it. DOLLY IN - ON NANCY AS JASON LEAVES With her eyes still tightly shut, she continues to pray, unaware that her monster has gone. CUT TO: EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN Sheriff Garris surveys the campgrounds suspiciously. The two officers approach him. OFFICER THORNTON So what's the story here? SHERIFF Why don't you boys nose around. I gotta go break the news to Megan's friends about what's happened. Holler if you see anything. OFFICER PAPPAS Like what? SHERIFF heads for the lit counselor's cabin. SHERIFF Anything that don't belong. And don't wake the kids. WIDE ON SCENE The two officers take out their flashlights. They spread out and scan the area. The RAGING wind causes everything to WHISTLE and move. CUT TO: INT. COUNSELOR'S CABIN ANGLE ON CLOSED DOOR KNOCKING is HEARD on it. SHERIFF Girls? It's Sheriff Garris. Slowly he opens the door and sticks his head in. PRESS IN SHOCKINGLY - ON HIS FACE He is horrified! The entire room is SPLATTERED WITH BLOOD. It drips from the ceiling and streaks down the walls. BACK TO SHERIFF Quickly, he bolts out of the room. EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN The sheriff races down the steps and heads for the children's dormitories. CUT TO: EXT. LAKE FOREST GREEN - BOAT LANDING - NIGHT Officer Thornton's flashlight scans the two boats along the small dock. Nothing unusual here. ANGLE ON SHADOWED WOODS Although we can't see anyone in the WIND-RUSTLED bushes, we sense Jason is watching the lone cop. TIGHT ON JASON'S COMMANDO BELT His hand withdraws a long, razor-sharp devil dart. ANGLE ON OFFICER With his back to us, the unsuspecting cop concludes his search of the landing and turns around. His flashlight now focuses on the woods before him. PAN ACROSS SHADOWED WOODS We FOLLOW the flashlight beam as it surveys the windswept area. JASON IS ILLUMINATED! He raises up the sinister dart. TIGHT ON OFFICER Recognizing a weapon in this prowler's hand, he goes for his revolver. CLOSE ON JASON'S ARM With supernatural strength, he throws the deadly projectile at us. ANGLE ON OFFICER Before he can pull his gun, THE DEVIL IMPALES ITSELF DEEP INTO HIS FOREHEAD. The force of it sends him reeling back. THE TARP-COVERED BOAT Officer Thornton's body falls into it. His lifeless eyes stare up at the sky. The dart extends from his third eye. CUT TO: INT. BOY'S DORMITORY CABIN SHERIFF'S P.O.V. A row of sleeping boys stacking Z's in their cots. ANGLE ON SHERIFF Standing in the doorway, the sheriff quietly closes the door. EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT The panicked sheriff now rushes across to the girls' dorm. INT. GIRL'S DORMITORY CABIN As silently as possible, he opens the door and peeks it. He carefully surveys all the slumbering occupants. The sheriff suddenly registers alarm. SHERIFF'S P.O.V. All the girls are nestled contentedly in their beds...except one. The covers have been kicked off and her pillow lies on the floor. Little Nancy is missing. CUT TO: EXT. FOREST ROAD - NIGHT The orange speed-demon Camaro rockets past us. INT. MEGAN'S CAR Megan, sitting shotgun, stares open-mouthed at Tommy. MEGAN (sarcastically) Let me know when you're about to blast into hyperspace. I'll fasten my seat belt. TOMMY drives like a man possessed. TOMMY I got a bad feeling we're already too late. Megan glances back at the large sack in the rear seat. She reaches over and looks in at his supplies doubtfully. MEGAN Are you sure this is gonna work? I mean, why didn't we bring that gun and just blast him away? ANGLE ON BOTH TOMMY It probably wouldn't have any effect on him. The only sure way to stop Jason is to return him to his original resting place, where he drowned in 1957. MEGAN Lake Forest Green? TOMMY (nods, then corrects her) Crystal Lake...where the nightmare began. CUT TO: EXT. LAKE FOREST GREEN - NIGHT The infamous lake is churning in the moonlight. RACK FOCUS as Officer Pappas steps before us. It's apparent that he's getting tired of searching for God-knows-what. TRACK WITH OFFICER His flashlight scans the windblown, vibrating bushes. Suddenly, FOOTSTEPS are HEARD on the other side of the bushes. ANGLE ON OFFICER He stops abruptly and strains to listen. Tentatively, he creeps toward the bushes. OFFICER'S P.O.V. We HEAD toward whatever is hiding behind the trembling shrubbery. ANOTHER ANGLE - ON OFFICER PAPPAS Reaching the brushes, he calls out: OFFICER PAPPAS Alright, come out of there! ANGLE ON BUSHES No reply. BACK ON OFFICER He draws his revolver and aims it. He knows someone's there. OFFICER PAPPAS I'm askin' you one more time ...come out of there! Still no response. MOVING SHOT - FOLLOWING OFFICER With his gun held before him, the nervous officer goes for a closer look. TIGHT ON HIS FACE Tension builds as he comes closer. RESUME ON MOVING SHOT - FOLLOWING HIM He is almost to the bushes. WITHOUT WARNING, SOMEONE DIVES BEFORE US AND ATTACKS HIS LEG. He gasps aloud. ANGLE ON OFFICER AND NANCY The frightened child holds on to Pappas for dear life. He catches his breath, then crouches down next to her. OFFICER PAPPAS (kindly) Hey, hey, what are you doing running around out here? Now you get back to bed. She squeezes his leg even tighter. NANCY (terrified) No. There's a scary man. The good-looking officer smiles with amusement. OFFICER PAPPAS What scary man? JASON EXPLODES OUT OF THE BUSHES. NANCY RUNS SHRIEKING TOWARD THE CAMP. OFFICER PAPPAS OPENS FIRE ON JASON. THE BULLETS PENETRATE HIS CHEST, BUT HE KEEPS COMING. ANGLE ON OFFICER Suddenly Jason is before him. His powerful hand reaches out and grabs the officer's SCREAMING face. TIGHT ON OFFICER'S FACE JASON'S FINGERS DIG IN TO THE COP'S SKIN. HE YANKS DOWN, LITERALLY RIPPING THE SKIN OFF HIS SKULL. A BLOODY GRINNING SKULL STARES AT US FOR A MOMENT, THEN DROPS FROM VIEW. CUT TO: EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT THE SHERIFF'S CAR DOOR is thrown open. The sheriff reaches in and quickly pulls out his shotgun. WIDER Leaving the door open, he sprints across the camp towards the gunshots. MOVING SHOT - ON SHERIFF As he rounds the corner of a cabin, Nancy comes SCREECHING toward him. He catches the child and attempts to comfort her. SHERIFF Hold on. Take it easy. I got you. Everything is fine. ANGLE ON SHERIFF AND NANCY As he hugs her, he looks up at the boys' dormitory cabin. SHERIFF'S P.O.V. All the children are pressed against the windows, staring down terrified. WIDER Quickly, the sheriff picks Nancy up and heads for the cabin. INT. BOY'S DORMITORY CABIN Sheriff Garris bursts into the cabin. All the girls have gathered in the boys' cabin for safety. He puts little Nancy down and addresses the petrified youngsters. SHERIFF Kids, listen to me very carefully. I want everyone to lie down on the floor and stay there. Do not get up until I come back. Now hurry. VARIOUS SHOTS OF KIDS HITTING THE FLOOR Some cover their heads, others crawl under the cots. INT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT The sheriff runs out of the children's cabin, securing the door behind him. TIGHT ON SHOTGUN IN HIS HANDS He pumps the weapon as he walks. ANGLE UP - ON SHERIFF - DOLLYING BACK With stern vigilance, he storms toward his objective. SHERIFF GARRIS arrives in the area behind the cabins near the lake. There is no one to be found. The savage wind whips the trees and bushes, causing the sheriff to twitch at every movement. ANOTHER ANGLE Slowly, he turns and heads into the shadowed area between the cabins. MOVING SHOT - ON SHERIFF With the shotgun held before him, he walks tensely through this dark passage. TIGHT ON HIS FACE The sheriff's eyes dart nervously, straining to see in the near blackness. Suddenly, he trips and falls from view. ANGLE ON SHERIFF FALLING Rapidly, we TILT DOWN as he slams down on Officer Pappas' corpse. THE SHERIFF'S FACE LANDS PRESSED AGAINST THE GROTESQUE BLOODY SKULL. Horribly repulsed, he scrambles to his feet. THE SHERIFF stands up, turns, and JASON IS WAITING RIGHT THERE. WIDER Quickly, he backs away from this masked spectre of evil. Then they both stands motionless for a long time, sizing each other up. LOW ANGLE - ON JASON He decides to make the first move. He lunges forward. LOW ANGLE - ON SHERIFF Instantly, he raises the shotgun and BLASTS Jason with both barrels! ANGLE ON JASON'S TORSO A hole is ripped out of Jason's side! DOLLY BACK - ON JASON IT DOESN'T FAZE HIM AT ALL. HE KEEPS COMING. DOLLY TOWARD THE SHERIFF Shocked beyond belief, the sheriff drops the rifle and pulls out his .357. Backing up, he empties the chamber into the stalking ghoul. ANGLE BEHIND JASON As he advances on the firing sheriff, we see THE BULLETS EXITING FROM JASON'S BACK. TIGHT ON JASON CLOSING IN All this is only making him madder. TIGHT ON TERRIFIED SHERIFF His gun CLICKING empty, he has but one option left. He takes it. The sheriff turns and runs like hell toward the woods! JASON IS RIGHT BEHIND. CUT TO: EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT Megan's Camaro roars into the campsite next to the police cars. Megan jumps out and looks around for her father. Tommy grabs the heavy sack from the back seat. MEGAN (excited; pointing at cars) They did show up. Isn't that great? TOMMY (worried) I hope so. MEGAN sees the lights on in the counselors' cabin. She rushes toward it. TOMMY Megan, wait! ANGLE ON COUNSELORS' CABIN Megan dashes up the steps and throws the door open. She SCREAMS in horror at the blood-spattered room. She turns and runs toward the dormitories. MEGAN Dad!...Daddy!! TOMMY lugging the heavy sack, chases after her. TOMMY No, Megan! CUT TO: EXT. WOODS - NIGHT Through the violently windblown forest dashes our "formerly macho" sheriff. Primal instincts tell him only one thing... save your own ass. He runs for his life. JASON continues his pursuit of the lawman. CUT TO: INT. BOY'S DORMITORY CABIN Megan BURSTS in through the door! All the kids SCREAM. She quickly scans the room. MEGAN'S P.O.V. Petrified little faces stare up at her from the floor. ANGLE ON MEGAN She hurries into the cabin. MEGAN It's okay. It's me--Megan. Don't be afraid. NANCY AND A COUPLE OTHER KIDS run over and hug her for security. MEGAN (trying to sound calm) It's all right. Shhh-hh. ANGLE ON DOORWAY Tommy looks in and is relieved to see they're all right. He quickly turns and runs back down the steps. EXT. LAKE FOREST GREEN - BOAT LANDING - NIGHT Tommy races from the campsite toward the dock, lugging the heavy satchel. ANGLE ON TOMMY Reaching the landing, he starts to board one of the two boats. TIGHT ON TOMMY He recoils in horror. TOMMY'S P.O.V. The murdered cop, Officer Thornton, lies in the rowboat. His dead eyes glare right at us. Blood flows from the impaled dart in his forehead. BACK TO TOMMY He immediately goes for another boat. ANGLE ON ROWBOAT Unfortunately, this one is older and more rickety, evident when Tommy steps into it and it SQUEAKS and MOANS. TIGHT ON SACK Opening it up, Tommy pulls out a long and very heavy chain. He then withdraws some huge padlocks. ANGLE ON TOMMY With intense urgency, he looks along the lake shore for something. CUT TO: EXT. WOODS - NIGHT TRACKING ON JASON'S FEET Suddenly, they stop, turn, and retrace their steps. ANGLE THROUGH TREES - ON JASON Seems he has lost his prey. Carefully, he searches the RUSTLING bushes for the hiding sheriff. TIGHT ON SHERIFF'S SWEATING FACE Buried deep in the thick bushes, the winded sheriff holds his breath as Jason passes. CUT TO: INT. BOY'S DORMITORY CABIN Megan has done her best to assure the children that they are safe. She stands up. MEGAN Now I gotta find my daddy, the sheriff, so we can all go home. Okay? The kids nod. MEGAN heads for the door. She turns to them. MEGAN So you stay here and we'll be back to get you. Everyone lie back down and don't worry. ANGLE ON TWO BOYS The 12-year-old youngsters seen earlier. Billy turns to his sarcastic friend Tyen. BILLY (scared) What do you think? TYEN I think we're dead meat. CUT TO: EXT. LAKE SHORE - NIGHT Tommy struggles to roll a large, heavy rock toward the boat. In the background, Megan is running around the campsite CALLING OUT for her father. ANGLE ON TOMMY Already fearing the worst, he yells to Megan: TOMMY Megan! Use your dad's car radio and call for assistance...and an ambulance! EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT ANGLE ON MEGAN She stares at Tommy, petrified at what that means. She then runs toward the sheriff's car. ANGLE ON CAR DOOR As Megan throws the car door open, SISSY'S HEAD ROLLS OUT AND LANDS AT HER FEET. LOW ANGLE - UP AT MEGAN She goes berserk with horror. MEGAN (screaming) Oh, God! Oh my God! Megan looks around, terrified that this same fate has befallen her father. She SCREAMS OUT even LOUDER: MEGAN Dad! Answer me! Daddy, where are you! Help us! CUT TO: INT. BOY'S DORMITORY CABIN Lying on the floor, Tyen looks at Billy with a what-did-I- tell-ya' attitude. TYEN (scared) Real dead meat. CUT TO: EXT. WOODS - NIGHT CLOSE ON SHERIFF He looks up, HEARING his daughter's distant CRY. What can he do? ANGLE ON JASON He stops his search. He HEARS Megan as well. JASON HEADS IN THE DIRECTION OF MEGAN'S VOICE. WIDER The sheriff peeks out of his hiding place. Our killer storms by without seeing him. Jason is hell-bent for Megan. CLOSER ON SHERIFF Seeing Jason heading towards his daughter, his protective fatherly instincts cause him to take action without thought. He leaps out at Jason! SHERIFF No! Not her! JASON IS TACKLED FROM BEHIND With almost superhuman strength, the sheriff attacks Jason and starts pounding him into the ground. TIGHT ON JASON AND SHERIFF So aggressive and relentless is the pummeling, for a moment you think he might kill the monster. But only for a moment... CLOSE ON JASON Only disoriented and not at all hurt, Jason rolls over under the sheriff. He grasps the sheriff's arm, stopping the assault. ANGLE DOWN - ON THEM JASON SHOCKINGLY TEARS THE SHERIFF'S ARMS OUT OF THEIR SOCKETS. He throws them aside. LOW ANGLE UP - ON THEM JASON GRIPS THE SHRIEKING LAWMAN'S HEAD. HE PUSHES IT BACK, CAUSING THE SHERIFF'S BODY TO BEND ALL THE WAY BACKWARDS. TIGHT ON SHERIFF'S CONTORTED FACE As he is forced back toward his feet, a horrid CRACK is HEARD. HIS SPINE HAS BEEN SNAPPED IN HALF. His body collapses backwards. WIDER Enraged, Jason throws the rag doll-like body of the sheriff aside as he rises. Megan's VOICE is HEARD again, calling for the father. JASON HEADS FOR HER. CUT TO: EXT. LAKE FOREST GREEN - BOAT LANDING - NIGHT Megan is struggling to help Tommy get the huge rock into the boat. Her eyes are watering from fear. MEGAN You gotta help me look for him...We need him to help us. ANGLE ON BOAT The chains are arranged to go around the rock. Tommy tries to brace himself as they lower the boulder down. A CRACK is HEARD as the huge stone lands in the old wooden boat. TOMMY (exhausted) Whew...Okay, hand me those padlocks. MEGAN (near hysteria) Did you hear me?! ANOTHER ANGLE ON THEM TOMMY (impatiently) Yes. And I said, hand me those padlocks. She grabs the locks and gives them to him angrily. MEGAN You're gonna be sorry. TOMMY starts padlocking the chains tightly around the rock. TOMMY I hope not. CUT TO: EXT. WOODS - NIGHT JASON STOMPS THROUGH THE WINDY FOREST. CUT TO: EXT. LAKE FOREST GREEN - BOAT LANDING - NIGHT ANGLE ON CHAIN IN BOAT Tommy straightens out the rest of the heavy chain. He fashions a noose. MEGAN paces the dock in nervous fear. She doesn't know what to do. CUT TO: EXT. WOODS - NIGHT JASON IS COMING CLOSER. CUT TO: EXT. LAKE FOREST GREEN - BOAT LANDING - NIGHT Tommy unties the boat and pushes off the dock into the churning water. TOMMY Megan! Get back into the cabin with the kids. MEGAN keeps pacing and looking around nervously. TOMMY Megan, please! Suddenly it dawns on her that he's actually leaving her alone out here. She panics. MEGAN No. Don't leave. ANGLE ON TOMMY IN BOAT He starts rowing out into the lake. TOMMY (adamant) Megan, get in there with them before it's too late. CUT TO: INT. BOY'S DORMITORY CABIN It's too late...JASON EXPLODES THROUGH THE DOOR, KNOCKING IT OFF ITS HINGES. THE CHILDREN run SCREAMING to the back of the cabin. EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT MOVING SHOT - OVER MEGAN'S SHOULDER She races from the landing toward the cabin. EXT. ON LAKE - IN BOAT - NIGHT Tommy watches, helpless. He stands up. TOMMY Megan! EXT. BOY'S DORMITORY CABIN - NIGHT Megan is only a few yards from the cabin. WITHOUT WARNING, JASON BURSTS OUT THROUGH A WINDOW AND LANDS BEFORE HER. ANGLE ON JASON AND MEGAN He springs up and grabs the stunned Megan. TIGHT ON MEGAN'S FACE As she SCREAMS, Jason's hand grips her face. She is about to share the same horrific fate as Officer Pappas. TOMMY (O.S.) JASON!! LOW ANGLE - ON JASON GRIPPING MEGAN He looks over toward the lake. JASON'S P.O.V. Out on the lake, Tommy is seen awkwardly standing in the boat, waving his arms. TOMMY Come on, Jason! It's me you want! Come and get me! BACK TO JASON He suddenly tosses Megan aside and heads for Tommy. MEGAN falls on the ground, trembling and hyperventilating. She stares at the departing Jason and looks back at the cabin. ANGLE ON CABIN WINDOWS All the eyes of the petrified kids peek down at her from the bottom of the window frames. EXT. ON LAKE - IN BOAT - NIGHT Tommy keeps taunting Jason to come for him. TOMMY That's it! Come on, pus-head! EXT. LAKE SHORE - NIGHT Jason reaches the lake and keeps going as if the water didn't even exist. He stays fixed on the one thing he's wanted to kill the most...Tommy. EXT. ON LAKE - IN BOAT - NIGHT Seeing he's got him, Tommy sits down. He reaches for the chain noose and holds it in his sweating hands. EXT. LAKE SHORE - NIGHT Jason is wading deeper into the dark, choppy waters. EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT Seeing Jason is getting dangerously close to Tommy, Megan jumps up and starts yelling: MEGAN Tommy, get out of there! Row to the other side of the lake! Hurry!! EXT. LAKE - NIGHT Jason stops and turns back to look at Megan. Should he get her first? ANGLE ON TOMMY IN BOAT He panics and yells at Jason: TOMMY Hey, asshole! It's me you want, remember?! Come on, chickhenshit, I'm sittin' here waitin'! JASON turns back towards the boy. He moves on him like a hungry shark. ANGLE ON CHAIN NOOSE Tommy's nervous hands keep the noose out of Jason's sight as he opens it wider. TIGHT ON JASON'S MASKED FACE He is almost to the boat. TIGHT ON TOMMY'S FACE He is sweating profusely as he grits his teeth. TIGHT ON NOOSE It's ready. JUST AS JASON REACHES THE BOAT, HE SUBMERGES, DISAPPEARING INTO THE DARK WATERS. ANGLE DOWN - ON TOMMY IN BOAT The boy goes crazy, looking from one side to the other. CLOSER ON TOMMY He scans the sinister, churning waters. Where will Jason re- emerge? BACK ON ANGLE ABOVE TOMMY AND BOAT A long, tense wait. ANGLE OFF SIDE OF BOAT Bubbles rise. Tommy holds the noose over him. JASON EXPLODES UP FROM THE OTHER SIDE. ANOTHER ANGLE ON BOAT Tommy loses his balance and drops the noose into the bottom of the boat. His fall causes the rickety boat to CRACK. INSERT - ON HULL Water starts to leak in around the huge rock. JASON grabs for Tommy, who struggles to reach the noose. EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT Megan is freaking out, not knowing what to do. EXT. LAKE - NIGHT JASON'S HAND GRABS TOMMY'S JACKET. The boy fights to break free of his grip. INSERT - ON HULL Their struggle causes it to split open wide. More water pours in. ANGLE ON TOMMY'S FOOT He tries to snag the noose as Jason pulls harder on him. TOMMY yanks his arm away violently, causing his sleeve to rip off in Jason's hand. ANGLE ON TOMMY'S FOOT He manages to catch to noose with his shoe. INSERT - ON HULL The boat is filling up with water around the rock. JASON grabs ahold of Tommy's leg. TOMMY'S OTHER FOOT slides the chain up to his outstretched fingers. ANGLE ON TOMMY AND JASON The boy grabs the noose and forces it over Jason's head. TIGHT ON JASON Enraged, he lunges at Tommy! ANGLE ON BOAT That's all that's needed to split open the hull! JASON IS PULLED UNDER AND HE DRAGS TOMMY DOWN WITH HIM. EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT MEGAN SCREAMS HYSTERICALLY. INT. UNDERWATER The large boulder falls to the bottom of the lake. Its chain pulls taut. CLOSE ON JASON The chain noose tightens around Jason's neck. ANOTHER ANGLE Jason struggles to hold on to Tommy while trying to loosen the choke-chain. TIGHT ON TOMMY He fights to free himself of Jason's grasp before running out of breath. ANGLE ON JASON He gives up on the noose, opting to strange Tommy instead. Both are drowning in this battle. EXT. LAKE - NIGHT Bubbles appear on the surface of the lake. After a flurry of them, they cease. EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT MEGAN COVERS HER MOUTH IN DREAD. EXT. LAKE - NIGHT After a moment, Tommy's limp body rises to the surface. It floats, lifeless. INT. UNDERWATER Jason's body also hangs lifeless, anchored vertically by the chain...The two have destroyed each other. EXT. CAMP FOREST GREEN - NIGHT Knowing it's over, all the kids slowly exit the cabin. They surround the catatonic Megan. The wind has DIED DOWN. LITTLE NANCY stares up sorrowfully at Megan. NANCY (softly) Is he kill-ded? MEGAN breaks out of her shock. She heads for the lake. MEGAN (to kids) Stay here. REVERSE ANGLE TOWARD LAKE Megan races to the lake and dives in. EXT. LAKE - NIGHT Megan swims toward the motionless Tommy. ANGLE DOWN - ON MEGAN AND TOMMY She reaches her man, holds him around the chest, and pulls him to shore. INT. UNDERWATER MEGAN'S LEG IS GRABBED BY JASON. He tries to pull her down. EXT. LAKE - NIGHT Megan fights for her life as she repeatedly gets yanked down. INT. UNDERWATER Megan's feet kick at her attacker. But Jason's iron grip will not let go of her leg. TIGHT ON JASON'S HEAD AND NECK ONE OF MEGAN'S POWERFUL KICKS DRIVES INTO JASON'S THROAT. A stream of final air bubbles and disgusting, ugly black fluid rushes from his mask! JASON'S HAND lets go of Megan's leg. She swims away. FINAL SHOT OF JASON Our infamous killer is at last defeated. His rotting corpse hangs in its original underwater burial ground. EXT. LAKE SHORE - NIGHT Megan pulls Tommy's body onto the shore. THE CHILDREN run down and surround them with concerned faces. ANGLE ON MEGAN AND TOMMY She frantically gives him mouth-to-mouth resuscitation. TIGHT ON TOMMY He doesn't respond. MEGAN won't accept that he's dead. She fights back the tears as she pushes on his abdomen. TIGHT ON TOMMY Still nothing. ANGLE ON NANCY She watches Megan trying desperately to revive the lifeless boy. The child gets an idea. She closes her eyes and whispers a little prayer. RESUME MEGAN AND TOMMY The tears are now flowing down Megan's cheeks. She knows her efforts are in vain. In frustration, she strikes his chest hard. TIGHT ON TOMMY He coughs and spits out water. ANGLE ON MEGAN She WHOOPS and helps him to sit up. A few of the kids CHEER. LITTLE NANCY opens her eyes and is quite surprised it worked. She looks heavenward and smiles a "thank you." CLOSE ON TOMMY As Megan hugs him gratefully, Tommy looks out over the moonlit lake. TOMMY (sighs; relieved) It's over, Megan. It's finally over. Jason is home. WIDE ON SCENE - BEHIND GROUP We look over the shoulders of Tommy, Megan and the kids as they stare at the now-peaceful lake. FADE OUT: FADE IN: EXT. CEMETERY - DAY SUBJECTIVE MOVING CAMERA Slowly we HEAD between the tombstones, stalking the old caretaker, Martin. He is bent over, pulling weeds. We COME CLOSER and CLOSER, then finally stand towering over him. He senses us and turns around, STARTLED. ANOTHER ANGLE ON MARTIN He climbs nervously to his feet, quickly dropping the weeds. MARTIN (overly friendly) You.. .ha-ha.. frightened me. I was just, you know, cleaning up the...place, you know. Ha-ha. OVER THE SHOULDER OF STRANGER - ON MARTIN All we see is a dark suit and longish red-gray hair. The way Martin looks up at him, we know he is hiding true terror of this mysterious stranger. MARTIN Er.. nice to see you again, Mr. Voorhees...Haven't seen you in Crystal...er, Forest Green, in quite some time. There is only a deathly silence from the nefarious man. MARTIN (nervously) Hey, I've been takin' real good care of your wife and son's graves. Go look. You'll be real pleased. Martin forces a grin to cover his fear. ANGLE ON MR. VOORHEES' HAND It reaches into his back pants pocket and withdraws a small wad of money. The gnarled hand gives it to Martin. MARTIN obsequiously accepts his payment. He practically genuflects before him. MARTIN Thank you, Mr. Voorhees. Thank you. I'll leave you in private, like you like. Okay, er...bye. Thank you. He takes his earning and dashes away...probably to the liquor store. ANGLE ON LAWN Mr. Voorhees' black shoes head toward us and stop. Slowly, we TILT UP toward his face. Just as we reach his chest... ANGLE OVER HIS SHOULDER - ON TWO GRAVES We recognize them from before. CLOSER ON GRAVES Of course, they are his wife's and son Jason's. WIDER ANGLE - FROM BEHIND HIM He stands menacingly over his family's resting place...Does he sense something is wrong here? EXTREME CLOSEUP OF HIS EYES They stare down at his son's grave. These eyes are truly evil. Cold. Dark. Demonic. Then the worst happens... They slowly look up at us. They seem to accuse us of knowing the true whereabouts of his son. AND HE WON'T STOP GLARING AT US. DISSOLVE TO: EXT. LAKE FOREST GREEN - DAY We GLIDE tranquilly over the blue water toward the middle of the lake. DISSOLVE TO: SLOWLY MOVING IN on the water, it seems we are about to descend into it... JASON EMERGES AT US! We PULL BACK a bit. No, it's only his infamous MASK. Freed from it's wicked owner, it floats peacefully along old CRYSTAL LAKE... for now.