Alice:
The boy... is he dead, too?
Tierney:
Who?
Alice:
The boy. Jason.
Tierney:
Jason?
Alice:
In the lake, the one... the one who attacked me... the one who pulled me underneath the water.
Tierney:
Ma'am, we didn't find any boy.
Alice:
But... then he's still out there.
Pamela Voorhees:
Why I'm... I'm Mrs. Voorhees, an old friend of the Christy's.
Bill:
If this is a joke, I'm gonna brain 'em!
Brenda:
Just wait until he lands on my old Kentucky home.
Bill:
More beer? More beer.
Crazy Ralph:
Doomed! You're all doomed!
Pamela Voorhees:
You see, Jason was my son, and today is his birthday...
[
while playing strip Monopoly]
Alice:
Baltic Avenue.
Bill:
No one ever lands on Baltic Avenue.
Alice:
I think it's a pretty color. I'll buy it.
[
Bill rolls and lands on Baltic Avenue]
Alice:
Ha. Baltic Avenue. You owe me one boot.
Brenda:
Alice draws first blood.
Bill:
That's a terrible way to talk about my feet.
Enos, the truck driver:
All the girls up there gonna look as good as you?
Annie:
I don't know.
Crazy Ralph:
You're going to Camp Blood, ain't ya?
Enos, the truck driver:
Goddammit, Ralph, get outta here! Go on, get! Leave people alone!
Crazy Ralph:
You'll never come back again.
Enos, the truck driver:
Oh, shut up, Ralph.
Crazy Ralph:
It's got a death curse!
Bill:
You think you're gonna last all summer?
Alice:
I'm not sure I'll last all week.
Alice:
Bill? Steve wants to know if we need more paint.
Bill:
Paint's all right. Need more thinner.
Alice:
Okay.
Bill:
Alice. Did the others show up?
Alice:
Yeah, everybody except that girl Annie.
Bill:
Think you're gonna last all summer?
Alice:
I don't know if i'm gonna last all week.
Alice:
I'll tell Steve about the thinner.
Bill:
Fine.
Pamela Voorhees:
Did you know a young boy drowned the year before those two others were killed? The counselors weren't paying any attention... They were making love while that young boy drowned. His name was Jason. I was working the day that it happened. Preparing meals... here. I was the cook. Jason should've been watched. Every minute. He was... He wasn't a very good swimmer. We can go now... dear.
Ned:
He neglected to mention that downtown they call this place Camp Blood.
Officer Dorf:
You kids keep your noses clean, you understand? You'll be hearing from me if you don't! We ain't gonna stand for any weirdness out here!
Jack:
Come on. I love you.
Marcie:
But what about Ned?
Jack:
I don't love Ned.
Pamela Voorhees:
You let him drown. You never paid any attention. Look what you did to him. Look what you did to him.
Pamela Voorhees:
Come, dear. It'll be easier for you than it was for Jason.
Crazy Ralph:
I'm a messenger of God. You're doomed if you stay here!
Annie:
Guess I always wanted to work with children. I hate when people call 'em kids. Sounds like little goats. But when you've had a dream as long as I have, you'll do anything.
Pamela Voorhees:
[
high voice] Kill her, Mommy! Kill her! Don't let her get away, Mommy! Don't let her live!
[
normal voice]
Pamela Voorhees:
I won't, Jason. I won't!
Ned:
If you were a flavor of ice cream, what would it be?
Marcie:
Rocky road.
Enos, the truck driver:
I tell ya, he's causing problems enough for your boss with all that talk... goddamn nuisance... Did he tell you anything?
Annie:
Oh, I'll be cooking for fifty kids and ten staff. The campers will mostly be like inner-city children.
Enos, the truck driver:
I mean about what happened.
Annie:
No.
Enos, the truck driver:
[
shakes head]
Annie:
Come on, there's something you're not telling me.
Enos, the truck driver:
Quit. Quit now.
Annie:
Quit? Why would I wanna quit?
Enos, the truck driver:
Camp Crystal Lake is jinxed.
Annie:
Oh, terrific. Not you, too! You sound like your crazy friend back there, Ralph.
Enos, the truck driver:
Did Christy ever tell you 'bout the two kids murdered in '58? Boy drowning in '57? Buncha fires. Nobody knows who did any of 'em. In 1962, they was gonna open up... the water was bad. Christy'll end up just like his folks, crazy and broke. He's been up there a year fixin' up that place. He musta dropped 25 thousand dollars, and for what? Ask anybody, quit.
Annie:
I can't.
Enos, the truck driver:
Dumb kids. Know-it-alls. Just like my niece, heads fulla rocks.
Annie:
You're an American Original.
Enos, the truck driver:
[
mocking] I'm an American Original. Dumb kid.
Alice:
[
finding a bloody axe in someone's bed; making a screwy face] *What* is going *on*?
Brenda:
[
upon repairing the generator] What hath God wrought?
Pamela Voorhees:
She can't hide; no place to hide.
Officer Dorf:
What you been smoking, boy?
Jack:
Smoke? Don't smoke causes cancer.
Officer Dorf:
You know what I mean! What, you just get off a spaceship or something? Come on, Coloumbian gold, man. Hash, the grass, the weed, dig it?
Steve Christy:
Well, hi. What are you doing out in this mess?
[
Pamela stabs him]
Pamela Voorhees:
[
seeing Brenda's dead body] Oh, good Lord! So young. So pretty. Oh, what monster could have done this?
Alice:
Bill's out there.
Ned:
[
after dancing around, doing a raindance with a stereotypical Native American headdress on] I'm just kidding around, officer...
Officer Dorf:
OK, can it, Cochise.
Officer Dorf:
Looking for someone. Guy named Ralph. Town crazy.
Ned:
[
acting a bit silly with the stereotypical Native American gear on] Well, there's no crazy people around here!
Officer Dorf:
I told you to sit on it, Tonto!
Marcie:
[
to Jack] You are so fine.
Jack:
[
seeing Bill with a big knife raised] Jesus Bill! What are you doing?
Bill:
There's a snake in here!
Marcie:
Why are we in here?
Alice:
[
a snake is under the bed] I can't sleep if there's a snake in here!
Bill:
I can't kill it until it comes out.
Alice:
Well, call him!
Bill:
How do you call a snake?
Alice:
[
Bill's just killed the snake] Is it dead?
Ned:
Either that or it's got a very short clone.
Marcie:
Well, at least we know what's for dinner.
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