Shit!
Bingo.
Damn!
Fire!
Incoming!
- Hit the deck!
Yes!
Yeah!
I donīt think so.
- Good work, Agent Marcus. - Thank you.
Great shooting, Mahoney. Now clean up all that shit, huh?
ID, please.
All right, sir.
Name - Voorhees, Jason.
This case is eyes only. This tape is strictly for internal distribution.
Anyone listening needs C-4 clearance or higher.
If not - youīre in a heap of trouble!
Ooh...
Jesus!
We have a large male Caucasian...
..with massive tissue loss due to extreme explosive trauma.
Weight - Iīd say 230, maybe... 240.
And third-degree burns over 65%% of the anterior torso.
First and second over... the posterior torso.
In addition to explosive trauma,...
..the subject is a victim of...
..multiple...
..bullet wounds.
At a glance, līd say...
..weīre looking at well over...
..a hundred bullet wounds of...
..varying calibre.
This is gonna be a real joy to count.
Now,...
..in my professional opinion,...
..this guyīs deader than shit!
- Hee!
Strike that last comment from the record.
Evidence upon examination, indicates severe pulmonary oedema.
Iīd say the heart appears to be twice the size of a normal heart.
Itīs malformed.
Fatty deposits - Ieft, right atria.
The heart appears to be filled with a black, viscous fluid.
Frankly, I donīt know what the hell it is. Itīs not blood.
ID!
- You just saw me come outta there. - ID, please.
Oh! One second.
It tickles!
Yīknow, Phil, this is actually kind of an amazing opportunity.
How many people get to say whatever they want to Jason fucking Voorhees?
Hey, fuck!
How you doing, you fat-ass, maggoty, blown-up fuck?
Suck this!
Suck it. You know what līd like to do to you?
Iīd like to take a crap right on your fucking mask.
A big, old, mango-sized crap.
Yes,... thatīs a probe.
Phil!
So, doc, whatīs the verdict? Jason going to be getting up and walking round soon?
We really nailed that fucker.
He werenīt nothing but a big old pussy, anyway.
Tonight on American Casefile.
Jason Voorhees - dead or deadly?
These photos were taken in the aftermath of the autopsy ofJason Voorhees.
The facts? Two security men - dead.
A coroner - dead.
Another coroner - missing.
Are these men victims of a serial killer only believed to be deceased?
Many say yes.
Hi, līm Robert Campbell.
For over 20 years, the mere mention of the name Jason Voorhees...
..has been enough to send a shudder of fear through the hearts of a nation.
Born in 1946 to Elias and Pamela Voorhees...
..Jason was believed to have drowned in Camp Crystal Lake at the age of eleven.
Sadly, he did not.
Since then, he has been responsible for 83 confirmed murders...
..and speculated scores of others.
Tonight, on a very special episode ofAmerican Casefile,...
..weīll show you an interview conducted with Mr Creighton Duke...
..just one week after Jasonīs alleged termination.
Remember, Mr Duke is the bounty hunter...
..responsible for the capture of six of this countryīs most reviled serial killers.
Letīs go to the tape.
For the first time, our cameras got a glimpse of the training compound...
..of bounty hunter Creighton Duke.
Duke invited us with the promise of a very unusual, very expensive proposition.
And I think youīll agree, in typical Creighton Duke fashion,...
..he gave us much more than we bargained for.
Just watch.
Iīm going to say two words to you...
..and I want you to say the first thing that comes into your mind. Ok?
- Ok. - You ready?
- Shoot. - Jason Voorhees.
Well, that makes me think of...
..a little girl in a pink dress sticking a hot dog through a doughnut.
I was actually referring to your claim that Jason Voorhees is not truly dead.
What you think of as Jason... is not Jason.
That body heīs wearing - thatīs just meat.
The boy knows how to dress.
He wears other peopleīs bodies like folks wear a suit.
He might get blown up but thatīs a minor inconvenience for him.
Heīll just get hisself another body.
Jason Voorhees, the true Jason Voorhees,...
..is something you and I have never seen before, Mr Campbell.
Thereīs only one way to put an end to him for all time.
And līm the only one that knows the way.
So if you want him dead, truly dead,...
..500 grand is my fee.
And for that you get the mask, the machete, the whole damn thing.
- Quite a character.
In the week following our interview with Creighton Duke,...
..there have been five more Jason-style murders.
All, perhaps not surprisingly,...
..on a direct path from the federal morgue in Youngstown, Ohio,...
..where Jasonīs remains were flown,... to Crystal Lake.
Tonight,... in the interest ofpublic safety,...
..l am prepared to offer Creighton Duke his sum of$500,000.
Payable only after he provides American Casefile and the American people...
..with incontrovertible proof ofJasonīs existence...
..and then puts an end to him for all time.
Weīll be back with American Casefile in a moment.
- This is truly sick. - Tell me about it.
No, this is not sick, Diana, itīs business.
People are gonna come to see Jasonīs hometown with appetites.
- Di, foodīs up. - Thanks, Shel.
Hey, Ma, do you really want me to cut these like this?
- Yes, I do. - They look stupid.
Itīs your own dumb-assed fault. Theyīre supposed to look like hockey masks!
Now watch.
This makes a whole new patty. Hence, the two-for-one burger sale.
God, I love this woman. Hold me back!
You guys make me sick.
What can I get you?
Iīll take a Voorhees burger and a side of Jason fingers.
Ok, anything else?
Yes.
Creighton Duke.
I know who you are.
Iīm gonna kill Jason Voorhees. I need you to help me.
Jason Voorhees is dead.
You know heīs not, I know heīs not.
And heīs coming for you.
Your foodīll be right out.
Name your price.
Everyone has a price. Whatīs yours?
- What do you want? - You know what I want.
And you know why I need you.
I think you need to leave.
I know everything about you, Diana. I know who you really are.
Whatīs the problem here?
I was just making your girlfriend a little proposition, chief,...
..sheīs thinking it over.
Right, love?
Go on. Get up.
Why donīt you blow me, chief. Mm?
Right after your girlfriend gets through.
Thatīs my lady youīre talking about.
Now see, she is only your lady because...
..she ainīt had a taste of the Duke yet.
- Well, dammit! - Careful, careful, chief.
I donīt think you really know who I am.
I know who you are.
The last thing we need here is some freako bounty hunter causing trouble.
I want you out of this town and I want you out now.
- Now that is very colourful, chief. - Randy!
Take him out to my car. Iīll be out in a minute.
All right, letīs go.
Heīs coming for you, Diana. And your daughter.
Lock your doors.
Iīm sorry if he upset you.
I donīt need you to fight my battles. I donīt need any part-time protection!
You Ok?
- Yeah. - Ok.
Seems to think Jasonīs īīcoming for youīī.
Stephen, I need to talk to you.
Thereīs something you donīt know about Jessica, something that you should know.
She was gonna tell you herself, but, uh, there may not be enough time.
If you still care about her, if you still wanna make things right between you,...
..then we should talk.
Ok, letīs talk.
Yeah, but not here.
Come to my house tonight at eleven. And donīt be late.
Ow!
Ah-hah-hah-hah. Ow!
Right!
Hi.
Thank you so much. We have been there for an hour.
Thanks a lot, man.
So,... where we heading?
Weīre going to Camp Crystal Lake.
Oh, yeah?
Planning on smoking dope, having premarital sex and getting slaughtered?
A joke. Itīs just a joke. A little Crystal Lake levity.
- So, uh, why are you going to the camp? - Now that Jasonīs dead...
Weīre thinking about smoking some dope, having premarital sex...
..and, uh, not worry about getting slaughtered.
Ah, to be young again.
Hereīs where the camp was. They tore the cabins down but this is the place.
Excellent!
Hey, thanks a lot.
Come with us.
Weīre thinking of going skinny-dipping later.
God. Iīd love to...
..but, um, I gotta meet someone later.
Oh,... your girlfriend?
Go on. Have fun.
You donīt know what youīre missing.
Letīs do it.
Oh, my God, that water.
Ah! Ah!
Oh!
Shrank my pod!
Your pod looks pretty good from here.
Mm!
Hey, come here.
- Um,...
..do you mind if we use the tent for half an hour?
No, no, no. Actually, take it for the whole night, līm going to sleep out here.
- Yeah? - Yeah. I think itīs a beautiful night.
- Are you sure? - Yeah. Yeah, līm sure. Go... Go! Go!
Go, go, go,... go, go...
Damn!
Come on, letīs do it.
You think youīre ready for Tony the Wonder Llama?
You got a rubber?
In my pack outside.
- Iīll get īem. - No! No, no, no,...
Forget it. Forget about it.
I gotta pee anyway.
I have to go out there anyway. Iīll be right back.
Oh!
Hurry up.
- I found it. - Yeah?
- Thatīs nice.
Oh God, Debbie, I hate these things.
- Debbie! Help!
- Tango? Tango?
- Oh, there you are. Well, come here.
There. Yeah.
Oh, sweetheart, there you are. Yeah.
- Di, itīs me, Josh.
I... I was just going to my car. I didnīt mean to scare you.
- Here. - Itīs all right.
Oh, thanks.
Look, honī,...
..donīt worry about Ed, heīll come around.
Heīs too smart a guy to let you get away, you know?
I guess līm just a little, uh, too old for going steady.
So is he and he knows it. Trust me... itīll work out.
- Thanks. - Good night, beautiful.
Good night, Josh.
Hello, baby.
Not here. Oh, sorry līm late.
Whatīs the big deal? Did Royīs bowling go late?
The League changed the damned time, weīve only got till ten thirty.
- Get in!
Fuck!
What the fuck are you doing?!
You fuck!
- Hello? - Hi, Mom.
- Hi. - Guess what? I have a new boyfriend.
- Youīll never guess who. - Well, whatīs his name?
- I want it to be a surprise. - Ah, someone I know?
No, but youīll recognise him.
Weīre gonna come for a visit next weekend. He really wants to meet you.
- Can you hold on just a second? - Sure.
Hi.
- Howīs the baby? - Great. Have you seen her father lately?
- Stevenīs coming over tonight. - Mom!
- Heīs still asking about you. - I donīt wanna talk to him.
I donīt want to see him when līm home. He can see the baby if he wants.
Can you tell him?
- Iīll tell him. - I love you, Mom.
I love you, too, baby. Um...
Mom?
What are you doing? Josh!
Oh, Jesus!
No! No!
You mother...
- ..fucker!
Yes, hi. Is Sheriff Landis there?
This is Jessica kimble. Could you please patch me through?
No!
Diana?
- Oh, shit!
You saw him.
You know who he is?
You have to save Jessica.
Save Jessica and the...
The what?!
Save Jessica...
..and...
- Diana?
It was Josh.
Heīs still outsi...
Where the hell is he?
Oh,... my dear God.
He was dead. He had to be dead!
Y-y-y-you canīt think that l... ?
I donīt believe you murdered Diana. I donīt know what happened.
And I know you couldnīt have done it.
You just sit tight, eh?
I will straighten everything out.
Randy, what am I gonna do?
Whatīs Jessica gonna do?
Jessica! līm, uh,... Iīm so sorry. I wanted to have this cleaned up before you got here.
Thatīs all right. I was just...
- Oh, God...
Oh, my gosh!
Whoīs this?
A girl?
Sheīs beautiful.
She yours?
Her nameīs Stephanie.
- She has Stevenīs eyes.
Why didnīt you tell me?
I was going to. I was going to tell everybody, I just didnīt...
I didnīt expect to be back here so soon.
Is Steven around?
Yeah. Listen, thereīs... Thereīs something I need to tell you about Steven.
Hopefully, we wonīt have to hold you for more than a day.
I am going to bust my ass to prove that you are innocent.
But you are gonna have to stay cool cos otherwise Landis is gonna kill you, Ok?
Come on.
The sheriffīs right this way.
All right, līll be back later. Donīt do anything stupid.
What am I gonna do? līm locked in a fricking cell.
Iīm gonna get you out of this but you gotta hang tight.
Ok.
Oh, wait. Everything you need is in this bag.
- Yeah. Ok. - White bottle: twelve oīclock.
- Green bottle: one, one thirty. - And hard liquor at dinner time(?)
Donīt worry.
What time would you like me to pick her up?
Um,... come by the diner around eight.
Ok. Bye, sweetheart. Donīt you give Vicki a hard time. Bye-bye.
Thanks, Vicki.
Hey, you take good care of her.
- Of course. - Jessie, I got a few papers here,...
- ..if I can get your signature on them. - All right.
Youīre about the saddest-looking sack of shit līve seen.
Why donīt you just shut up?
Accused of murder.
And not just any murder, but the murder of the mother of the girl you love.
I didnīt do it.
Oh, I know that. Problem is...
..how you gonna get anyone else to believe you?
It was Jason that killed Diana.
What did you say?
Thereīs only one way to put an end to that devil.
And they donīt know the way.
And you do?
- Tell me! - Information like that... is very expensive.
- Whatīs your price? - Youīre too much of a coward to afford it.
Try me.
Give me your hand.
- What? - Your hand,...
..give it to me.
See,...
..everything and everyone...
..has a price.
And the cost of this is very, very high.
Are you ready to pay?
- Whatīs the price? - Are you ready to pay?
Yes.
- Ow! Fuck!
The only way to kill Jason Voorhees is to destroy his heart.
And thereīs only one person can do that now that Dianaīs dead.
Her daughter.
- Jessica? - And he will try to get to her first.
- Well, what does he want? - Same thing he wanted her mother for.
What?
You want information,...
..you gotta pay.
Come on!
Your hand.
- You ready to pay? - Yes.
- Are you sure? - Yes!
- Ooh, Jeez! Ow.
Those FBI idiots destroyed Jasonīs body so now he needs a new one.
The ones heīs jumping in and out of, they canīt last.
They get diseased, he gets weak.
Jason needs to be reborn again and he needs Jessica to do it.
Why Jessica?
Now, see, that is a very, very expensive question, boy.
And... I donīt think youīve got what it takes to pay the price.
Tell me.
This oneīs on the house.
In a Voorhees was he born, through a Voorhees may he be reborn.
And only by the hands of a Voorhees will he die.
Jason had a sister:...
..your girlfriendīs mother, Diana.
Now that sheīs dead,...
..he has only two blood relatives left in the world with the power to kill him...
..or make him reborn.
Jessica and her baby.
Iīve gotta get outta here. Iīve gotta protect them.
The only way to do that is to kill Jason and you canīt! But Jessica can.
Tell Jessica about her birthright. Make her believe you.
Go to the Voorheesī house. Find proof.
Because if you donīt, Jason will kill her...
..and your baby.
Randy! Randy!
Agh! God.
- What the hellīs going on? - That son of a bitch broke my fingers.
- Jesus! Shit! - Let me take a look, Ok? Here.
- Shit!
Quiet.
You asshole.
Ok,...
..carefully, carefully, open the cell.
You wouldnīt kill me.
You might be right.
Ok. Ok, Steven.
Steven,... Iisten to me, please?
Donīt do this. You escape, theyīll shoot you on sight.
Thatīs a chance līm gonna have to take.
So I lose a bundle today.
Screw it.
I loved that little lady.
Donīt pretend to be so noble. You should have closed up until after the funeral.
- Sure. Two days off with pay, right? - Hey, hey, baby. Not now.
Believe it or not, līm hurt too, and not just financially. What the fuck is that?
- Itīs Jessicaīs baby. - Get it the fuck out. This isnīt a nursery.
Hey. I believe thatīs the sweetest thing God ever put on this earth.
- Youīs a little cutie pie. - Itīll be as cute on the street. Get it out!
Yeah? Yeah.
No shit?
Yeah, yeah, yeah. Yeah.
Yeah. If I see him, līll call.
Ok.
- What was that all about? - Hey, the baby can stay.
Go to the storeroom and make a crib out of a box or something. Go, go, go, go, go!
- Steven Freeman escaped. With a gun. - Jesus. They know where heīs headed?
knowing Freeman, he turned ass and he bolted to Canada.
But just in case he didnīt...
- Hey, let me do it.
- Oh!
Jesus, Pookie.
Ok, we got your bear.
I know this isnīt a palace but itīll have to do.
God, you look so much like your daddy.
Ok,... weīll put you in here.
Iīll come back and check on you, make sure youīre Ok. Ok?
Oh, Jesus.
I donīt even know your name.
Steven.
This is... my baby.
Itīs the first time līve ever been able to touch my baby.
Take my car. Get out.
- Ward, l... - Get out.
Thank you.
Oh, Christ.
Oh, my... !
- No!
Yah?
Hey, Reggie, whatīs happening?
Oh, yeah, līm there now. Itīs great, itīs disgusting.
Look, I want to dress stuff. Maybe we can put a few body parts in the refrigerator?
Well, Reg, talk to Harry in props.
You know what weīre going for here:...
.. Twisted Secrets of the Voorheesī House Revealed.
Oh, and also,...
..one more thing.
Guess what tomorrowīs headline is gonna read?
Body of Slain Voorheesī Woman Stolen from Morgue.
Well, last night, I stole Dianaīs body and I hid it here in the closet.
And then I went home and fucked her daughter. (laughs)
Reg.
Reg, Reg, you wanna calm down.
Listen, I talked Jessica into letting us shoot here, right?
Iīll bring the police, theyīll discover the body on camera,...
..and our ratings will go right through the fucking roof!
How does that grab you?
Jesus! Aagh!
Robert?
Hello?
You scared the hell out of me. Where have you been?
- Robert!
Get away from her!
What... Where are you taking me?
- Come on! - What? My God! Steven, put me down.
I donīt want to go with you. I am gonna kill you!
You put me down this second. Iīm gonna kill you!
- Oh! - Get in the car. Get in the car!
What is wrong? What is going on?
- Will somebody tell me? - Shut up!
Shit.
Oh! Oh! Oh, my God.
- God, Steven!
Pull this car over! Steven, I mean it! Stop this car!
- What, are you out of your mind?! - Just calm down. Shut the fuck up!
Please. Just listen.
All right. Now you think I killed Robert back there, right?
And thereīs no way he couldīve lived? Just tell me, did I kill him or not?
- Yes, you killed him. - Wrong.
He is not dead and that is not Robert.
Jess, I did not kill your mother.
Yesterday, Josh, or someone that looked like Josh, killed her.
That was after she blew off the back of his head.
I stabbed him with a poker through the heart and the son of a bitch still lived.
Steven, please let me go.
You and the baby are in danger. I can help.
I wonīt leave you this time, Jess.
- Yeah, you will, Steven. - I promise I wonīt.
Jess,... Ietīs go to the baby.
Fucking psycho! You killed my mother, you think līd let you near my baby?!
- Ow! - Out! Out, get out! Get away from me!
- Come on!
- Jess, please! - Get away from me!
- Get away! - Jess! Jess!
Damn it. No! No.
Ed! Ed! I just left Steven out on Lake Road. He killed Robert!
- Slow down. You all right? - He ran him over. I was at my motherīs...
- Did he hurt you? - Not me. Robert!
- You said heīs on Lake Road. Where? - I donīt know.
- Past the Meyersī place. - Ok, weīll get him. Youīre safe now.
Notify all the units on the Lake Road. I want this kid.
Donīt shoot. Donīt shoot.
Oh, Randy.
Son of a bitch!
Fuck this!
- Hey, you Ok? - Agh!
God. Oh!
- Get in the fucking car, Steven.
You get in the car!
You want me to cuff you?
What makes you think you can?
I got a gun!
Fuck that.
I got a gun.
You totally wrecked Jessica.
- Jessica. Youīve seen Jessica? - Yes, I have seen Jessica.
Where is she?
At the station.
Cuff me.
Cuff me!
Randy just picked Steven up. Heīs bringing him in.
Jessie, follow Officer Ryan. Sheīll give you some clothes.
All we have are cop uniforms.
Anythingīs fine.
One sec.
You all right, mister? Wait a second.
What the... ?
You find her and you find her quick.
- Yeah. Iīll wait to hear from you.
- Stop right there!
Steven, help me!
Jessica!
Move!
What in the hell was that?
Officer down!
Heīs breathing.
Letīs check this guy at the end of the hall.
Fuck!
Christ!
Get the ambulance.
Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck! Oh, fuck!
Agh!
- Vick, whereīs the baby? - Sheīs fine.
- Whereīs the baby? - Sheīs in the back.
Whoa! Hold it right there.
Donīt move a fucking muscle, either of you.
Joanne...
Shut up. Youīre with him. Nobodyīs gonna touch that fucking ray of sunshine.
- Pookie, call the station. - Iīm doing it, baby, līm doing it.
Holy shit.
Lineīs dead.
Son of a bitch. Ward, go and see whatīs going on at the station.
- Donīt let him go. Heīll get killed. - Shut up! Go on.
- Ma, he just... - Ward!
- Little mister, just in case. - Whoo!
- Honey, watch the willy. - Ma!
- Ward, donīt. Please. - Shut up! keep your hands up - high.
Bad-dang!
Joey, please. Just let me get the baby and weīll go.
- Shut the fuck up. Youīre with a felon. - Hey, now, babe, watch the language.
- Fuck you!
- Now look what youīve fucking done! - Give me the baby, Joey!
- Fuck you!
Sorry.
Stop. I mean it.
- Come on!
Go. Go. Go, go, go, go, go, go!
Sheīs gone.
- Where is she? - Vicki must have moved her.
- In here. Come on.
Sheīs gotta be in here.
- Holy shit! - Pookie!
Donīt let him through.
Stop!
Oh... shit!
Get away from him, you fucking piece of shit, skull-faced,...
..cocksucker, motherfucker!
Jess!
Ah! No!
Go to hell!
Oh God, Vick.
Iīm gonna try and get some help.
Shit.
Jessica!
Jessica, wait!
Fuck! Damn.
I have your baby. Come to the Voorheesī house alone.
Christ.
Youīre alone.
Good girl.
Jason could have jumped into anyone by now but you.
We havenīt been formally introduced.
My name is Creighton Duke.
What the hell do you think youīre doing grabbing my baby and bringing her here?
Hold it.
Duke, Robert is dead.
I know about your bounty but youīre never gonna see any of that money now.
Itīs over.
Just give me the baby.
- Just give me two minutes.
Itīs not about the money any more.
- What do you want from me? - Tonight we can get that bastard.
Tonight we can send Jason Voorhees to hell for all time.
- You donīt need me for that. - Yes,...
..l do!
Only through a Voorhees can he be reborn,...
..and only a Voorhees can kill him.
With that!
No. I wonīt put my baby in any more danger.
You will always be in danger until Jason is dead.
He wonīt stop coming for you until he gets you, until heīs reborn.
And then he will kill you...
..and your baby.
If you want this to be over, if you want your baby out of danger,...
..then you will end it now.
Before more people have to die, like your friends, like your mother.
Because until you kill him,...
..it will never be over.
Oh, are you sleepy?
Mm? That could be Steven.
Jason will have jumped into a new body by now.
You canīt trust anyone.
- It couldnīt be Steven. - Anyone. Do you understand?
Duke!
- Jessica?
- Ed? - No!
- Oh, no! - Shit!
kill him! Do it!
Ed, is it really you?
- Of course. - Stay there!
- Give me the knife. - I thought you were dead.
- You were wrong. - Donīt come any closer.
-kill him! - I canīt!
- Oh... - Freeze!
- Get the hell away from her, Ed!
- Duke, what should I do? - kill the both of them!
- No! - Do it, or die!
Jessica, give me the knife.
- Stay back! - Jessica!
Oh!
Shit!
Get off! Get away from her!
Steven!
Where is it?!
- I donīt know!
Duke?!
līm coming.
- Iīll help you. - Give me your hand.
Come on!
Here!
Hurry!
- Whereīs the dagger? - Itīs under the dresser.
- Well, get it!
I donīt think so. Oh, God.
- Whatīs it doing? - I donīt know.
Duke, that part about being reborn in a Voorhees woman,...
- ..does it have to be a living woman? - No.
That thingīs in the basement with Jessicaīs mother.
- Holy Mother of God.
Quick, the dagger.
Help her!
Get the damn dagger!
- Lift it up, lift it up! - Ok.
- I canīt! - Jessica!
You son of a bitch. You remember me?
- Get the dagger!
Tonight, my friend, you will...
Jessica!
..die!
Duke!
Oh, God!
Get away from them, motherfucker!
No!
Oh!
No.
Go... to... hell!
Agh!
No! No!
No!