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    Vince Vaughn starred as the eerie Norman Bates in the 1998 remake of Alfred Hitchcock's "Psycho", once again teaming up with TLW co-star Julianne Moore as Lila Crane. In addition, JP3's William H. Macy played the role of Private Eye Milton Arbogast in the film. (From: 'Dilophosaurus')
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    Freddy Vs. Jason script 1 of 2
    By Predator

    Notice: I have full permission to show the script on this website

    part 1 of 2

    FREDDY VS. JASON

    Written by Jonathan Aibel & Glenn Berger


    December 1, 1998
    Third Draft


    FADE IN:

    A ROARING FIRE crackles in a stone hearth. Soft music
    plays. The effect is very romantic.

    PULL BACK to reveal the "fire" is actually on television.
    We are...

    INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

    JASON LUCAS, a good-looking 17-year-old wearing a high
    school football jersey, sits on the couch with his
    eyes closed and a shit-eating grin stretched across
    his face. Lit candles and incense set the mood.
    Jason takes a swig of beer.

    LIZZIE (O.S.)
    Keep 'em closed. Are they closed?
    They better be closed.

    JASON
    (laughing)
    They're closed!

    LIZZIE DANIELS enters, posing seductively in the door-
    way. She's wearing sexy lingerie and fur-covered
    stiletto heels. Not that she needs the help -- Lizzie
    is beautiful in a girl-next-door-who-sometimes-likes-
    to-dress-like-a-tramp kind of way.

    LIZZIE
    Ta-da!

    Jason opens his eyes. And he's glad he did. Lizzie
    saunters over to him, holding a glass of bubbly.
    She downs it in one gulp and sits on Jason's lap.

    LIZZIE
    I hope you like it!
    (then, insecure)
    But I left the tags on in case you
    don't.

    JASON
    Lizzie, I love it. You look -- wait,
    where are the tags?

    LIZZIE
    (wincing)
    You don't want to know.

    Suddenly, the TV screen flickers. The fire and music
    are replaced by a loud wrestling match. Lizzie pulls
    away from Jason and starts scrambling around the room.
    >From the way she stumbles, we can tell she's more than
    a little drunk.

    JASON
    What?

    LIZZIE
    I gotta rewind the fire.

    She frantically fumbles, pressing a few buttons on the
    remote. The television randomly switches channels.
    Finally, the screen is filled with snow and the word
    "REWIND".

    JASON
    (suggestive)
    You want to set a mood, why don't
    you put in that other tape we
    rented?

    LIZZIE
    Jason! I want everything to be
    perfect, like I always dreamed it
    would be -- a big fire, a bottle
    of champagne, and the quarterback
    of the football team.

    JASON
    You know I'm just second-string.

    LIZZIE
    That's okay. So's the champagne.

    Lizzie cracks open a can of Budweiser and pours it
    into two champagne flutes. She downs one of the
    glasses.

    JASON
    (concerned)
    Lizzie, haven't you had enough?

    Lizzie defiantly downs the other glass. She's pretty
    drunk by now.

    LIZZIE
    (teasing)
    That's weird. I thought my mother
    was out of town tonight.

    JASON
    She is. That's why you invited me
    over.

    LIZZIE
    Damn right. I'm sick of making out
    in the back of your car.
    (devilish grin)
    Let's do it in the back of my mom's
    car.

    JASON
    I have a better idea.

    Jason throws Lizzie's tipsy body over his shoulder and
    heads upstairs.

    As Jason walks into the bedroom, Lizzie's head
    accidentally SMACKS into the door jamb. She GIGGLES.

    INT. LIZZIE'S BEDROOM

    Jason tosses Lizzie onto the bed.

    JASON
    I think you better get some sleep.

    LIZZIE
    (slurred)
    What?... No, we have to... I got
    all sexy for you...

    Lizzie lets out a sour BURP. Jason winces.

    JASON
    You know, we don't have to return
    the fire until Monday. Maybe we
    can try again...

    But Lizzie has already PASSED OUT. He stares at her
    for a moment -- her arms and legs splayed out, hair
    tousled, lingerie hiked up. Lizzie's a mess, but
    what a mess! She looks pretty tempting...

    After a long beat, Jason musters the strength, pulls
    the blanket over Lizzie, kisses her on the forehead,
    and leaves the room.

    DISSOLVE TO:

    INT. BEDROOM - LATER

    Lizzie is sleeping. Suddenly she stirs, sensing she
    is being watched. She sees someone in the doorway
    and smiles.

    LIZZIE
    What're you staring at, you big
    perve?

    We hear HEAVY BREATHING.

    LIZZIE
    Come on. Hop in.

    More heavy breathing. Lizzie sits up.

    LIZZIE
    Jason?

    A voice hisses from the darkness.

    VOICE
    Guess again.

    A RAZOR-FINGERED GLOVE appears in a burst of cold,
    icy blue flame!

    The figure moves into the bedroom. It's...

    FREDDY KRUEGER!

    Lizzie SCREAMS.

    Freddy GLIDES to the foot of the bed.

    LIZZIE
    Jason!

    FREDDY
    Jason can't help you now.

    He CACKLES as his grotesque, burn-scarred face erupts
    in a BLAST of blazing hellfire.

    Lizzie scrambles out of bed and tears out of the room,
    narrowly avoiding Freddy and his flame-throwing claw.

    INT. HALLWAY

    Lizzie runs to the Westec keypad on the wall. Her
    fingers shake as she tries to arm the alarm.

    FREDDY'S CLAW suddenly rips the keypad off the wall.
    Sparks fly.

    Freddy swats at Lizzie, edging her back onto the
    landing at the top of the stairs.

    LIZZIE
    Jason!

    Freddy swats at Lizzie again. She ducks, loses
    her balance, and TUMBLES violently down the stairs.

    INT. LIVING ROOM

    Lizzie lies at the bottom of the stairs, cowering
    in fear, as Freddy slowly walks down the stairs.
    He CACKLES menacingly.

    FREDDY
    Jason is dead!

    And with that, Freddy hurls a charred, flaming SKULL
    at Lizzie!

    The skull screams forward, missing Lizzie's face by
    inches. Then it inexplicably changes course and
    flies back up the stairs, disappearing into Freddy's
    dark advancing silhouette.

    LIZZIE
    (pleading)
    What do you want?!

    FREDDY
    I want you to die.

    Freddy lashes out with his razor claw, leaving five
    deep gouges in the wall.

    The PHONE RINGS. Lizzie looks to it but doesn't dare
    move. The answering machine picks up.

    MRS. DANIELS (V.O.)
    You've reached the Daniels residence.
    Please leave a message.

    BEEP.

    VOICE (V.O.)
    This is Westec Security. We're
    getting a system failure on your
    unit...

    Lizzie takes a chance and dives for the phone.

    LIZZIE
    Help me! Please!

    Freddy SLICES the phone cord with his claw.

    Lizzie turns and runs down a hallway as Freddy stalks
    steadily forward, clawing the length of the wall.
    She runs through the kitchen... and out a door to...

    EXT. BACKYARD

    Lizzie races through the backyard and

    SMACK! She runs into a WESTEC SECURITY GUARD with
    his gun drawn.

    GUARD
    Ma'am, is everything--

    Freddy suddenly appears and strikes at the guard's
    head. The guard SCREAMS as Freddy's claw rakes
    across his cheek. Blood spews everywhere.

    The guard TUMBLES and CRASHES through a sliding
    glass door.

    Lizzie jumps through the shower of glass, over the
    guard's body, and runs back into the house.

    INT. HOUSE

    Lizzie races, terror stricken, through the kitchen...
    the hallway... and into the living room.

    She reaches the front door and fumbles to undo the
    locks. She looks over her shoulder. FREDDY slowly
    walks towards her, his razor claw poised to strike.
    His eyes burn into Lizzie's. She can't look away.

    FREDDY
    (hypnotic)
    Wake up, Lizzie.

    Lizzie SHRIEKS and manages to get one of the locks
    open.

    FREDDY
    Wake up before you can't.

    GUARD (O.C.)
    Drop it!

    THE GUARD, bleeding heavily, moves cautiously into the
    room. He places himself between Lizzie and Freddy and
    assumes a wobbly shooting stance, his gun aimed at
    Freddy's head.

    Suddenly, FREDDY'S ARM stretches nightmarishly forward.
    His razor claw connects with the guard's gun hand.
    The gun goes flying. Then, SNAP! Freddy's arm
    retracts, dragging the guard down to his hands and
    knees--

    THE GUN lands on the carpet at Lizzie's feet.

    Freddy grabs the stunned guard's hair and yanks his
    head back, exposing his neck. The guard panics and
    yells to Lizzie.

    GUARD
    Help me!

    Lizzie looks at the gun, then the door, then the
    guard. But she does nothing. Freddy CACKLES.

    GUARD
    Get my gun. P-l-e-a-s-e!

    Lizzie is hysterical. Fighting her fear, she
    tentatively reaches for the gun... but she hesitates
    when FREDDY'S CLAW makes a shallow cut across the
    guard's neck. With trembling hands, she grabs the
    gun and points it unsteadily at Freddy.

    GUARD
    For God's sake, shoot him!

    FREDDY
    You can't kill Freddy.

    Freddy cuts again, this time a little deeper. Lizzie's
    hands begin to shake uncontrollably.

    FREDDY
    YOU CAN'T KILL FEAR!

    Freddy raises his claw for the death blow.

    GUARD
    Jesus Christ! Do something!

    Racked with terror, Lizzie DROPS the gun and--

    Freddy drives the razors straight into the guard's
    back! The guard falls, DEAD, onto the carpet in a
    pool of blood.

    Lizzie snaps out of it. She throws open the last
    lock and yanks open the front door.

    EXT. HOUSE

    Lizzie bursts from the house. Freddy follows close
    behind, cackling with murderous glee. Suddenly he's
    hit with a BLINDING LIGHT. And then another.

    COP
    Freeze!

    A half-dozen COPS stand on the front lawn, their
    guns pointed at Freddy.

    COP
    Down on the ground!

    Freddy doesn't move.

    COP
    I said down on the ground!

    Freddy just SCRAPES his razor claws together and
    smiles. The cops exchange uneasy looks. Three of
    them pull out their nightsticks and converge on Freddy.
    One pulls out a pair of handcuffs and reaches for
    Freddy's arm.

    Freddy LASHES OUT viciously with his razor glove.
    The cop narrowly avoids the blow and brings his
    nightstick crashing into Freddy's jaw. But Freddy
    doesn't go down.

    LIZZIE races frantically around the yard in her
    blood-splattered teddy.

    LIZZIE
    (hysterical)
    Jason!

    Another COP tries to calm Lizzie down as the others
    SWARM Freddy and rain blow after blow on his legs
    and back. He absorbs the punishment, all the while
    staring at Lizzie with an evil grin.

    Freddy LASHES OUT again. A COP blocks the blow with
    his nightstick and quickly twists Freddy's arm behind
    his back, slamming a pair of handcuffs on him. As
    he locks them into place, Freddy's razor claw drops
    to the ground. A LONG SPRING unravels, dangling
    and bouncing from inside.

    COP
    What the hell?

    After a beat, the cop standing in front of Freddy
    leans in for a closer look at his scarred face. He
    reaches out and dips his fingers into the burned
    flesh, pulling Freddy's face right off as the fedora
    falls to the ground!

    This isn't Freddy Krueger at all, but a young, mask-
    wearing copycat.

    Lizzie stares in shock at her attacker's pale, gaunt,
    skull-like features. A face even scarier than Freddy
    Krueger's, if that's possible. He glares back at her.

    ATTACKER
    This isn't over, Lizzie. Freddy
    wants you dead!

    COP
    Freddy?

    Lizzie crumbles to her knees, SCREAMING into the dark-
    ness of night.

    LIZZIE
    Jason!

    CAMERA CRANES UP, as if carried aloft by the echo of
    Lizzie's scream. Just as we crest the top of the
    trees, a blinding FLASH of light burns the scene out.
    Creepy rock music pounds as we:

    CUT TO:

    TITLE SEQUENCE - FREDDY VS. JASON

    As the flash subsides, we see the attacker's Freddy
    mask and fedora come into focus, followed by another
    flash of blinding white. Then we see the spring-
    actuated razor glove. It has tubing connected to
    miniature propane tanks. Flash! The green and red
    sweater. Flash!

    PULL BACK TO REVEAL

    A police photographer cataloging evidence. He adjusts
    his flash and leans in to take a picture of one last
    item: The charred, screaming skull, which is revealed
    to be nothing more than a clever, make-shift yo-yo
    device. Flash!

    DISSOLVE TO:

    INT. POLICE STATION - NIGHT

    Lizzie sits in a small, dimly lit interrogation room.
    Laid out on the table in front of her are the various
    copy-cat Freddy implements. Lizzie stares uneasily
    at the blood-speckled razor claw.

    LIZZIE
    (unnerved)
    Why did he pick me? I've never seen
    this guy before in my life.

    SHERIFF ERNIE BATSON steps out of the shadows. He's
    a small town sheriff, more used to drunk drivers and
    speeding tickets than a grizzly murder. He seems
    edgy and a little overwhelmed.

    BATSON
    He knew your name. Maybe you just
    didn't get a good enough look. It
    was dark, you were hysterical, he
    was wearing a mask. We really need
    you to take another look at him.

    He walks over to the one-way mirror that lines the
    front of the room and reaches for a rheostat.

    LIZZIE
    What? He's in the next room? No!

    BATSON
    Lizzie, please. This is very
    important.

    LIZZIE
    I'm sorry. I can't.

    The door opens. DEPUTY REESE enters.

    REESE
    Still can't reach the mom, Sheriff,
    but we found the boyfriend.

    Lizzie looks up, breaking down in tears.

    LIZZIE
    Oh, my God. Is he alright? Is he
    alive?

    BATSON
    Dammit, Reese! I'm trying to conduct
    a police investigation here. You
    don't just barge--

    LIZZIE
    Is he okay?!

    Jason enters and rushes over to Lizzie.

    JASON
    I'm fine. Everything's going to be
    alright.

    Lizzie hugs Jason -- so tight it looks like she'll
    never let him go.

    LIZZIE
    What happened to you? I thought you
    were dead!

    JASON
    I was downstairs in the kitchen
    making you my hangover remedy and
    you were out of aspirin and Tabasco
    so I walked over to Todd's...

    TODD saunters in. He's Jason's best friend -- a
    charming wise ass with quirky good looks. He holds
    two styrofoam cups.

    TODD
    (to Batson)
    Coffee?

    Batson stares at him a beat, then turns to Lizzie.

    BATSON
    I'm sorry, your friends have to wait
    outside.

    LIZZIE
    No, please. I don't want to be alone
    with... him.

    Her eyes dart nervously toward the mirror. Batson
    SIGHS and grabs a coffee from Todd.

    He walks over to the light dimmer and turns it up.
    We can now see into the other room.

    LIZZIE'S ATTACKER sits on the other side of the glass,
    in handcuffs and leg irons. With his cadaverous face,
    sinewy body, and malevolent leer, he is a vision of
    pure evil. And he is staring right at Lizzie.

    LIZZIE
    He can't see me, can he?

    BATSON
    Don't worry, it's a one-way mirror.

    Lizzie, clearly spooked, gets up and takes a seat
    next to Jason -- as far from the mirror as possible.
    Jason puts his arm around her. Batson refers to a
    notepad.

    BATSON
    He says his name is Dominic Necros.
    That ring anything?

    Lizzie slowly looks up and notices that the evil stare
    has followed her across the room. Lizzie freaks and
    turns away from the mirror.

    LIZZIE
    (to Batson)
    For Christ's sake, I'd remember a
    face like that. Now, turn it off,
    I can't look at him anymore!

    Batson SIGHS and turns down the dimmer, returning
    Dominic to near-darkness. Batson looks at his notepad
    again.

    BATSON
    Okay, according to the report, he
    told you that... uh... "Freddy wants
    you dead." Now, who's Freddy? Ex-
    boyfriend?

    Jason and Todd exchange looks -- can you believe this
    guy?

    JASON
    I think he means Freddy Krueger.

    BATSON
    (taking notes)
    Mmm hmm. You have any idea why this
    Krueger would want you dead?

    LIZZIE
    He doesn't. He's just a movie
    character.

    Batson looks confused.

    TODD
    This nut-job is copying Freddy
    Krueger. You know, Nightmare On Elm
    Street? Bastard son of a thousand
    maniacs, burned to death by angry
    parents? Seeks revenge on teenagers?

    BATSON
    (unsure)
    The guy in the hockey mask.

    TODD
    (with exaggerated patience)
    No, that's Jason Voorhees. Friday The
    13th. Retarded kid who drowned at
    summer camp. Seeks revenge on teen-
    agers.
    (then)
    They're completely different characters.

    Reese bursts into the room again, this time holding a
    computer printout. He looks agitated.

    REESE
    Sheriff, we ran the name and prints
    through the computer... nothing. But
    get this: his M.O. matches seven
    unsolved murders throughout the
    country.
    (referring to printout)
    All teenagers... all cut wide open...
    by five parallel blades.

    Reese glances uneasily at the razor glove. Batson
    snatches the printout from him and looks it over.
    The blood drains from his face.

    BATSON
    Jesus!

    Batson notices that Todd, Jason and especially Lizzie,
    are looking at him, freaked out by what they've just
    heard.

    BATSON
    (covering, but clearly rattled)
    I wouldn't worry, Lizzie. We'll just
    let the FBI take over from here...
    Yeah, they'll know what to do. They...
    um... uh... Could you excuse me?

    Batson hurries out of the room. Reese just stands
    there, awkwardly. After a beat...

    REESE
    Okay, then. You all have a good night.

    Reese ushers the kids towards the door. As Lizzie
    walks past the mirror, she steals one last look out
    of the corner of her eye. Dominic is definitely
    watching her, his evil leer following her out of the
    room. She turns away.

    CRASH! Dominic smashes his head through the mirror.
    Everyone jumps back as he LAUNCHES his whole body
    through the jagged hole in the mirror. Lizzie SCREAMS
    as she is showered with glass.

    DOMINIC
    Freddy is real!

    Reese tries to restrain him, but he is no match for
    Dominic's strength. He swings his head violently,
    SMASHING Reese's nose, sending him to his knees.
    Dominic turns on Lizzie.

    DOMINIC
    You're scared, aren't you?

    Lizzie trembles, eyes wide with terror. She doesn't
    need to answer.

    DOMINIC
    That's good! Your fear is what
    brings him here!

    Dominic shoves Lizzie up against the wall, his face
    pressed against hers.

    DOMINIC
    I wouldn't go to sleep tonight if
    I were you. I'd never sleep again!

    Suddenly, Dominic SHAKES VIOLENTLY and FALLS to the
    floor. Behind him stands a bloodied REESE who looks
    down at his TASER with a "Hey, it works!" expression.

    Jason and Todd pull Lizzie out of the room as Dominic
    writhes and convulses on the floor.

    INT. LIZZIE'S HOUSE - DAY

    A woman's face peers down into camera. This is MRS.
    DANIELS, Lizzie's mother. She looks at something and
    frowns.

    MRS. DANIELS
    (muttering)
    Stainmaster, my ass.

    A middle-aged MAN wearing a "Carpet City" hat leans
    into frame.

    CARPET GUY
    That's not coming out. Not that much
    blood. Not out of a white carpet.

    HIGH ANGLE

    The white living room carpet is covered with an enormous
    BLOOD STAIN. Two Mexican guys fruitlessly scrub a
    small portion of the stain.

    CARPET GUY
    Ramón, Jesús -- don't waste your
    time. We're gonna have to replace
    the whole thing. And the padding.

    MRS. DANIELS
    Can you believe the cops don't clean
    up after a murder? I mean, half these
    footprints are theirs.

    The doorbell rings. Mrs. Daniels looks through the
    peephole and lets in Lizzie's friends -- Jason, Todd,
    MARNIE, SAM, and BETH.

    JASON
    Hi, Mrs. Daniels.

    MRS. DANIELS
    Jason, thank God it's you and not
    another goddamn news crew.

    MARNIE, Todd's beautiful, tall, model-thin, self-
    absorbed girlfriend, frowns.

    MARNIE
    I missed the news cameras?
    (pouting)
    Life is so unfair.

    They enter the house and are not prepared for the
    amount of blood they see. It's not just on the carpet.
    It's everywhere. SAM, Jason's other best friend and
    occasional pain in the ass, makes a beeline for a
    set of bloody handprints on the wall. He puts his
    own hand up to it and compares.

    MRS. DANIELS
    (calling off)
    Lizzie, honey, your friends came by
    to cheer-- Sam, get your freakin'
    hands off the walls.

    UPSTAIRS

    Lizzie comes out of her bedroom. She looks like she
    hasn't slept for days. She turns a corner and JUMPS,
    startled by a Westec man who is reinstalling the alarm
    keypad into the wall.

    She goes down the stairs, retracing the trail of
    destruction left by Dominic Necros.

    Lizzie enters the living room, doing her best not to
    notice the stained carpet. She sees her friends and
    smiles bravely.

    LIZZIE
    So, you like what I've done with
    the place?

    Marnie and Beth rush over and hug her. BETH, Sam's
    girlfriend, is funky, tough, and brutally honest.

    BETH
    Oh, my God. Are you okay? You look
    terrible.

    MARNIE
    (chiding)
    Beth, please! Of course she looks
    terrible. You have any idea what
    she's been through?

    JASON
    Uh, ladies? I said take her mind off
    the attack.

    LIZZIE
    Good luck. Mom, we're going outside
    -- I gotta get out of this house.
    Have you called the real estate woman
    yet?

    MRS. DANIELS
    (annoyed)
    Mmm hmm. That dead guard knocked
    twenty percent off our resale value.
    Looks like we're stuck here.

    Lizzie darkens and walks out of the room. Her friends
    follow, except SAM, who lingers behind. He looks at
    the stained carpet and shakes his head.

    SAM
    That's not coming out.

    CARPET GUY
    Yeah, no kidding.

    SAM
    Okay, Dad. See you at dinner.

    INT. HALLWAY

    Lizzie and her friends pass blood and claw marks
    running the entire length of the hall. A WORKER is
    spackling over some of the deeper gouges. Todd
    WHISTLES, oddly impressed.

    TODD
    Man, that rent-a-cop didn't stand
    a chance.

    BETH
    If he had a gun, why didn't he
    use it?

    LIZZIE
    (a painful memory)
    It got knocked out of his hands. He
    couldn't get to it. He couldn't...
    do anything.

    MARNIE
    Jeez, Lizzie, you must've been scared
    shitless.

    Lizzie lowers her eyes and picks up the pace.

    LIZZIE
    Yeah.

    They turn the corner and enter...

    INT. LAUNDRY ROOM

    Lizzie reaches for some towels. Beth looks in the
    laundry basket. It's filled with a bloody welcome
    mat and curtains.

    BETH
    The thing is, you never know what
    you're gonna do in a situation like
    that until it happens.

    They head out to the...

    EXT. BACKYARD

    BETH
    But if it were me, I would've kicked
    that freak right in the balls. Yeah,
    that's what I would've done.

    LIZZIE
    Let's hope you never have to find
    out.

    Lizzie walks away. Jason shakes his head at Beth,
    disapprovingly, and pushes her into the pool. Every-
    one LAUGHS.

    DISSOLVE TO:

    EXT. BACKYARD - LATER

    We pan across the yard. Sam and Beth are in the pool
    tossing around a beach ball. Jason and Todd man the
    grill. Lizzie and Marnie sit around a patio table
    in the shade of an umbrella.

    MARNIE
    You are so lucky you missed the
    English mid-term. An essay on Madame
    Bovary's descent into madness --
    okay, I think I aced that -- but
    the multiple choice section was a
    real killer.
    (catching herself)
    Oops, sorry.

    Lizzie's eyes flutter and close for a second.

    MARNIE
    Lizzie?

    Lizzie catches herself. Her eyes snap back open.

    LIZZIE
    I'm okay... It's just... I haven't
    really slept since--
    (shivering)
    I hear the cat scratching at the door
    in the middle of the night and I just
    know it's "The Masked Psycho" coming
    to get me.

    MARNIE
    Lizzie, Dominic Necros is in jail.
    And he's not getting out.

    TODD
    Yeah, I wouldn't worry about "The
    Masked Psycho". Or at least the
    "mask" part.

    Todd reaches into his backpack and pulls out a rubber
    Freddy mask. Lizzie GASPS and draws back. Everybody
    stares at the mask in disbelief. Sam and Beth paddle
    over to take a closer look. Todd smiles proudly.

    JASON
    How the hell did you get that?

    TODD
    I snagged it at the jail while
    Dominic was going apeshit. Pretty
    cool, huh?

    BETH
    You've got to give that back. It's
    evidence or something.

    TODD
    No, we gotta keep it. That way, the
    next time Lizzie sees this face,
    she'll know it's the real Freddy,
    and not some copycat.

    Everyone LAUGHS. Including Lizzie.

    Sam jumps out of the pool and grabs the mask.

    SAM
    Yeah, but I wouldn't worry about Mr.
    Frederic J. Krueger. I've seen all
    the movies. First of all, he can only
    get you in your nightmares.

    BETH
    That's why the girl in the movie is
    always like...
    (girlie voice)
    I don't want to go to sleep. Don't
    let me fall asleep!

    LIZZIE
    (defensive)
    That's not why I haven't been
    sleeping.

    SAM
    I know, I know. We're just fucking
    around here.
    (beat)
    But she falls asleep anyway. And then
    Freddy comes. Because she's afraid.
    And fear is what brings him.

    He shakes the mask and does a Freddy CACKLE. Every-
    one LAUGHS, except Lizzie, who tries to conceal her
    growing anxiety.

    SAM
    But seriously, if Freddy does come
    after you...

    Sam puts the Freddy mask on Todd, then turns his back
    on him.

    SAM
    Just turn around and tell him you're
    not scared...
    (girlie voice)
    You don't scare me, Freddy Krueger!
    (regular voice)
    And he'll go away.

    Todd picks up a barbecue fork and stabs Sam in the ass.
    Sam SCREAMS, launches forward, and falls into the pool.
    Everyone LAUGHS...

    Except Lizzie, who is looking out over the fence at
    the edge of the property.

    LIZZIE'S P.O.V.

    Did we see a shadow move behind a tree on the other
    side of the fence?

    BACK TO SCENE

    Lizzie's eyes snap open. She sees Marnie looking
    at her.

    MARNIE
    What?

    LIZZIE
    I thought I saw something.

    Lizzie continues staring off.

    JASON comes over next to the table with a platter of
    hamburgers and sits down next to Lizzie.

    JASON
    Let's see, we got well, medium well,
    and, well... burnt.

    Jason starts to serve Marnie a burger.

    MARNIE
    Not with that fork. It's got ass on
    it.

    TODD
    I'll take the burnt one, but I'm
    gonna need a whole lot of ketchup.
    Lizzie...

    Todd motions for Lizzie to pass him the bottle. Lizzie
    doesn't notice -- she's still looking over the fence.

    LIZZIE'S P.O.V.

    We see another shadow move... this time closer, ducking
    down behind the fence. Suddenly, a face appears
    between two broken slats... it's FREDDY KRUEGER!

    BACK TO SCENE

    Lizzie's eyes flutter as she fights to remain awake.
    Her eyes snap open, wide with fear.

    LIZZIE
    Oh, my God! He's out there!

    JASON
    What?

    Jason stands up, and looks over the fence.

    JASON'S P.O.V.

    We see woods. Nothing else.

    BACK TO SCENE

    Jason sits back down and puts his arm around Lizzie.

    JASON
    There's nothing there.

    LIZZIE
    I saw him.

    JASON
    Who?

    MARNIE
    (nervous)
    Dominic?

    Lizzie shudders. Jason puts an arm around her to
    calm her.

    JASON
    Maybe you should go inside and lie
    down? You're gonna have to sleep
    sooner or later...

    Lizzie still stares at the fence. She blinks, fighting
    off sleep. A gust of wind blows. Lizzie shudders,
    again.

    LIZZIE
    He's here! I know it!

    She tears away from Jason and stumbles toward the fence.

    JASON
    Lizzie, don't do this to yourself.

    Lizzie reaches the fence. It's too high for her to
    see over. She nervously peers through a knot-hole
    and finds...

    ANOTHER EYE staring right back at her! Lizzie SCREAMS.

    A NEWS CAMERA and its operator rise over the fence
    on a hydraulic boom. Lizzie SCREAMS again, falling
    backwards onto the pavement.

    Everyone runs over. Jason helps Lizzie up and shields
    her from the camera.

    MARNIE
    You wanna put something on the news?
    How 'bout these?

    Marnie lifts up her bikini top and flashes the camera.
    Sam puts on the Freddy mask and moonwalks across the
    lawn. Todd grabs a hose and sprays the camera man.

    As Lizzie realizes her worst nightmare is not coming
    to pass, she breaks out in relieved LAUGHTER.

    INT. LIZZIE'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

    CLOSE-UP of Lizzie.

    LIZZIE
    You're not going to sleep. You're
    gonna stay up all night keeping
    watch... standing guard... not
    going anywhere... even to pee--

    CUT WIDE

    Now we see the whole bedroom. Jason, in boxers and
    a t-shirt, is just about to jump into bed. Lizzie
    moves in front of him, blocking his way.

    JASON
    Lizzie, I'm not going anywhere.
    Except to pee.

    LIZZIE
    Promise you'll never leave me again?

    JASON
    I promise.

    Lizzie flirtatiously traces a cross on Jason's chest.

    LIZZIE
    Cross your heart and hope to die?

    JASON
    Cross my heart and hope to die.

    Jason brings his hand to Lizzie's heart and kisses her.
    He slips his hand inside her pajama top and the kissing
    gets more intense. Until Lizzie pulls away.

    LIZZIE
    Did you lock the front door?

    JASON
    Yes.

    They kiss again. Lizzie pulls away again.

    LIZZIE
    Did you set the alarm?

    JASON
    (slightly frustrated)
    Yes.

    Another kiss. Again, she pulls away.

    LIZZIE
    Did you lock the bedroom door?

    Jason suddenly looks concerned.

    WHAM! The door bursts open and Lizzie's mom enters.
    Jason pulls his hand out of Lizzie's pajamas.

    JASON
    We weren't doing any--

    MRS. DANIELS
    Lizzie, I want to talk to you about
    protection.

    She reaches into a brown paper bag and pulls out a
    handgun.

    LIZZIE
    What the hell are you doing?!

    MRS. DANIELS
    It's your Uncle Al's. He wants you
    to keep it in your room.

    LIZZIE
    Are you crazy? Forget it!

    MRS. DANIELS
    Better a gun in the house than a
    serial killer.

    She puts the gun in Lizzie's purse.

    MRS. DANIELS
    Al's gonna come by and teach us how
    to use it. He says it's just like
    the camera he bought you for Christ-
    mas -- point and shoot.

    She turns to leave. Lizzie is weirded out.

    LIZZIE
    Good night, Mom.

    JASON
    'Night, Mrs. Daniels.

    Lizzie's mom stops in the doorway.

    MRS. DANIELS
    What? You thought I was gonna let
    you sleep up here?
    (laughing)
    Let's go, stud, on the couch.

    Mom exits. Lizzie looks panicked.

    LIZZIE
    Jason, you promised!

    JASON
    (extra loud, for Mom's benefit)
    You heard your mother. I'm on the
    couch.
    (then, whispering)
    Meet me down there as soon as she's
    asleep.

    Jason gives Lizzie a kiss and exits. Lizzie sits on
    her bed, keeping the lights on and her eyes very open.
    She looks around the room nervously. Her alarm clock
    reads 11:31.

    INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

    >From a high angle, we see Jason shuffling along the
    carpet in his socks. He's drawing a heart in the
    brand new shag.

    INT. LIZZIE'S BEDROOM - NIGHT

    Lizzie has fallen asleep. We hear a tapping sound
    at the window. The shadow of Freddy's claw slowly
    moves across Lizzie's face. Her eyes snap open.
    She looks out the window and sees...

    Just a tree branch, scraping at the window as it
    blows in the wind.

    Lizzie smiles with relief, then looks at her alarm
    clock. It reads 1:27. Shit!

    INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

    Lizzie creeps down the stairs. The house is silent.
    Moonlight filters in through the windows, causing
    shadows of trees to play eerily across the room.

    LIZZIE
    Jason, are you asleep?

    Lizzie sees him lying on the couch, under a blanket.

    LIZZIE
    Jason?

    Lizzie silently crawls in next to him. She slides
    her hand under the blanket and smiles.

    LIZZIE
    You're not asleep now.

    Lizzie pulls down the blanket and comes face to face
    with...

    FREDDY KRUEGER.

    FREDDY
    But you are!

    Lizzie jumps and falls backwards down onto the floor.
    Backlit by moonlight, Freddy's dark, menacing shape
    moves forward, razor claw sadistically taunting.

    But this is no masked copycat -- it's the real Freddy.
    He appears more nightmarishly menacing than ever
    before. His red and green sweater is but ancient
    tatters, barely covering an inhumanly cadaverous form.
    Twisted burn-scar flesh is stretched tight over
    misshapen sinew and gnarled, elongated bone.

    FREDDY
    Welcome to your nightmare.

    Lizzie begins to SOB uncontrollably and weakly swats
    at Freddy, trying to keep him at bay. Freddy CHUCKLES.

    FREDDY
    You can't fight.

    He moves forward in an unearthly manner. As he reaches
    out, his bones grind to a stop, locking tight, then
    suddenly snap toward her with surprising release.

    FREDDY
    Your arms are useless.

    Freddy paws at her, toying sadistically, staring deep
    into Lizzie's frightened eyes. She tries to push him
    away, but her right arm suddenly transforms. It
    WRITHES AROUND UNCONTROLLABLY, a boneless, slug-like
    mass with a mind of its own. Repulsed by the sight,
    Lizzie SCREAMS.

    Freddy snatches at her again. She tries to push
    him away with her other arm. But it's no use, as
    it too becomes another useless, slug-like appendage.

    Now, both her arms slide impotently over Freddy as he
    moves in on her, pressing his body up against hers.

    FREDDY
    You can't escape.

    Lizzie's legs slowly de-bone, collapse, and transform
    into thick, fat, gelatinous coils. She slides down
    the wall, trying desperately to support herself. But
    she can't.

    LIZZIE
    Jason! For God's sake, where are
    you?!

    Lizzie desperately attempts to flee -- but her body
    refuses to do her bidding. She slithers across the
    floor, a mass of wet, writhing flesh.

    Freddy stands over her, laughing sadistically.

    FREDDY
    You're going to die in this house!

    Lizzie undulates and roils wildly across the floor.
    Freddy bellows, enjoying her violent struggle.

    FREDDY
    Go ahead... try to run! I control
    this world!

    Freddy's face suddenly contorts into a physically
    impossible, ghoulish grin. He CACKLES maniacally
    and launches Lizzie into the sliding glass door and--

    CRASH! THE DOOR SHATTERS!

    Lizzie lands in a heap on the other side of the door.
    Then, in a strange elastic blur, she regains her
    shape...

    HER BODY RETURNS TO NORMAL! She runs!

    EXT. HOUSE

    Lizzie scrambles across her yard, cutting into the
    nearby

    WOODS

    In a series of quick cuts, Lizzie darts between
    trees... over stumps... across a bridge. Freddy
    claws after her, his laughter reverberating through
    the woods. She's disoriented. Suddenly, she breaks
    into a clearing and finds herself alongside a

    LAKE

    She looks around, not sure where she is, or if she's
    lost Freddy. THUNDER and LIGHTNING! Lizzie turns
    and sees a sign which reads:

    CAMP CRYSTAL LAKE

    Without warning, FREDDY KRUEGER jumps in front of
    it, CACKLING. Lizzie takes off. Freddy chases her
    onto an...

    OLD RICKETY DOCK

    Lizzie reaches the end and turns around, cornered.

    LIZZIE
    (terrified plea)
    Jason!

    FREDDY
    Jason can't help you, Lizzie. No
    one can. It's just you and me.
    (evil whisper)
    And one of us is going to die.

    Freddy grabs her and draws his razor hand back for
    the death blow.

    THUNDER! LIGHTNING!

    LIZZIE
    Jason!

    Freddy moves to strike, but a giant hand grabs him
    by the back of the neck. Freddy is lifted off the
    ground. His feet dangle helplessly, his body
    whipped around, until he finds himself face-to-face
    with...

    JASON VOORHEES!

    Jason raises his machete. Freddy SCREAMS. Just
    before the machete strikes, Freddy desperately
    swings his razor claw, just barely managing to SLICE
    Lizzie's arm.

    As Lizzie CRIES OUT, the background DISSOLVES away,
    becoming...

    INT. SLEEP DISORDER CLINIC - DAY

    Lizzie continues SCREAMING the most blood-curdling
    horror movie scream of all time.

    HIGH ANGLE

    Camera sweeps down on Lizzie, lying on a hospital bed,
    surrounded by medical equipment and lab-coated TECH-
    NICIANS. DR. ADAMS quickly moves in to comfort her.

    DR. ADAMS
    Lizzie, it's okay. You're safe here.
    Lizzie?

    Lizzie's eyes snap open. She grabs the EEG stand and
    swings it hard, SMASHING it into Dr. Adams' head,
    sending him reeling backwards into a supply cabinet.
    Glass flies everywhere.

    The technicians scramble to restrain Lizzie. We
    notice a long, bleeding GASH on her arm while she
    flails about and continues SCREAMING.

    DISSOLVE TO:

    INT. DOCTOR'S OFFICE - LATER

    Lizzie and her concerned mom sit across a table from
    Dr. Adams, who now holds an ice-pack to his head, and
    DR. RUBIN, a soft-spoken older man.

    MRS. DANIELS
    The same dream night after night,
    all week. She wakes up screaming
    her head off. She's not getting any
    sleep. Please tell me you can help.

    DR. ADAMS
    Mrs. Daniels, all our tests indicate
    normal brain function. There is
    nothing wrong with your daughter...
    physically. That's why I've asked
    Dr. Rubin to join us.

    DR. RUBIN
    I'm the clinic's Chief of Psychiatry.

    Lizzie turns to the doctor.

    LIZZIE
    You think I'm fucking crazy?

    DR. RUBIN
    We don't like to use that word around
    here. Crazy. You can say "fucking"
    all you want.

    Lizzie smiles and relaxes a little.

    DR. RUBIN
    Lizzie, nightmares are perfectly
    normal. It's the way your subconscious
    works through trauma.

    LIZZIE
    You think this is normal? This time
    he cut me!

    She holds up her bloodied, bandaged arm.

    DR. ADAMS
    You cut yourself when you woke up.
    Nobody can hurt you in your dream.

    LIZZIE
    He cut me, Doctor. I went to sleep
    and Freddy Krueger tried to kill me.
    And then Jason Voorhees tried to
    kill him. It doesn't make any sense.

    DR. RUBIN
    Oh, but it does. You were attacked
    by a man pretending to be Freddy
    Krueger. This leaves you feeling
    helpless and vulnerable, so you dream
    up another monster to protect you,
    who just happens to have the same
    name as your boyfriend.

    LIZZIE
    (unimpressed)
    Yeah, that's all very interesting.
    Now can you make the nightmares stop?

    DR. RUBIN
    No. Only you can. By learning how to
    control your dreams.

    This isn't what Lizzie wanted to hear. Dr. Rubin
    crosses over to a medicine cabinet and unlocks it.

    DR. RUBIN
    I'm researching a new drug called
    Somnambulene. It's a ketamine
    derivative that increases delta wave
    function in the brain to maximize
    Stage 3 sleep--
    (catching himself)
    In English -- it puts you in the
    perfect dream state and keeps you
    there all night.

    Dr. Rubin pulls out a bottle and shakes out a
    Somnambulene into the palm of his hand. The clear
    gel-cap contains a green liquid that seems to glow
    ever so slightly.

    LIZZIE
    (looking at pill, horrified)
    I'm not gonna take that. Why would
    I want to be trapped in my nightmare?

    DR. RUBIN
    Because until this subconscious
    battle plays itself out, your night-
    mares will never end.

    Lizzie looks away, terrified. Dr. Adams turns to her
    mother.

    DR. ADAMS
    We've had good results with it so
    far, and the side effects are
    relatively minor.

    MRS. DANIELS
    How minor?

    DR. RUBIN
    The usual. Headache, dryness of
    mouth, nausea, and... uh...

    Dr. Rubin pauses. Dr. Adams looks down at his shoes.

    DR. RUBIN
    A few of the patients in our clinic
    who took Somnambulene reported...
    well, they thought they could share
    each others' dreams.

    LIZZIE
    That sounds fucking crazy.

    DR. ADAMS
    You have to remember, the subjects
    were severely sleep deprived. Most
    likely they were hallucinating.

    DR. RUBIN
    Statistically, you have a far
    greater chance of suffering severe
    diarrhea than you do of "sharing
    dreams". I wouldn't worry.

    The doctor holds out the bottle of pills. Lizzie
    doesn't take it. Her mom does.

    CUT TO:

    INT. LIZZIE'S BEDROOM - DAY

    Lizzie sits on the edge of her bed. Her mom stands
    over her, holding a Somnambulene and a cup of water.

    MRS. DANIELS
    Why won't you take the pills? They
    said it will help. Is it the
    diarrhea?

    LIZZIE
    It's everything -- the nightmares,
    the attack, the house... I hate it
    here!

    MRS. DANIELS
    Lizzie, you can't just run away from
    your problems. They always catch up
    with you. Unless you're your father,
    who hasn't sent a child support check
    in four years.

    LIZZIE
    I just-- I can't go to sleep.
    (scared, soft)
    I don't wanna die.

    MRS. DANIELS
    Lizzie, would you listen to yourself?
    Nothing's going to happen to you.
    You are not going to die. But you
    are going to take this pill.

    She holds the pill in front of Lizzie's face. This
    time she won't take no for an answer.

    Lizzie reluctantly holds out her hand. Her mother
    drops the pill into Lizzie's palm. Lizzie stares at
    it for a beat, then pops it in her mouth. She looks
    to her mother, who nods and smiles. She hands Lizzie
    the cup of water. Lizzie takes it and drinks.

    MRS. DANIELS
    You'll see, everything will be
    better in the morning.

    LIZZIE
    If I'm still here in the morning.

    Lizzie sets the cup down on the nightstand. Mom
    looks satisfied.

    ANGLE ON THE CUP

    The green capsule floats in the water. We see it
    slowly dissolve.

    BACK TO SCENE

    MRS. DANIELS
    Sweet dreams, honey.

    Mrs. Daniels grabs the cup of water and heads out
    the door. She takes a big swig of the water.
    Lizzie's eyes widen.

    LIZZIE
    Mom...

    MRS. DANIELS
    (oblivious)
    What?

    LIZZIE
    Uh... Good night.

    EXT. SAM'S HOUSE - DAY

    Sam, Beth, Todd, and Marnie are loading beer and
    sleeping bags into the back of a "Carpet City" van.
    Jason and Lizzie are off to the side, having a
    private moment.

    JASON
    You did the right thing. You don't
    need your mom and her drugs. You've
    got us and our drugs.

    SAM (O.C.)
    Incoming!

    Lizzie looks up and sees a beer sailing towards her
    face. Jason reaches out and catches it. He hands
    it to Lizzie, who LAUGHS and cracks it open.

    MARNIE
    What'd your mom say when you told
    her you were leaving?

    LIZZIE
    (evasive)
    Oh, she doesn't care... She's, um,
    out for the night.

    Lizzie smiles and takes a sip of her beer. Todd
    cracks open another for himself.

    TODD
    So where we headed?

    MARNIE
    We could go to the beach and drink.

    BETH
    That's so junior high. Let's go to
    the desert. I've always wanted to
    drink in the desert.

    JASON
    Forget it. I've got a better idea.

    INT. CARPET CITY VAN - A MOMENT LATER

    Sam jumps behind the wheel, Beth is in the passenger
    seat. The rest of the gang sits in the back cargo
    area on books of carpet samples.

    TODD
    (to Sam)
    Your dad is gonna go wall to wall
    on your ass when he finds out you
    took one of his vans.

    SAM
    Hell, he'll miss the beer before
    he misses the van.

    As Sam starts the engine, CAMERA CRANES UP AND AWAY
    as the van takes off from his house and drives through
    the streets on its way out of town.

    DISSOLVE TO:

    EXT. HIGHWAY - LATER

    As the van speeds down a four-lane highway, we hear
    rock music pounding.

    DISSOLVE TO:

    EXT. WOODS - AND NOW, EVEN LATER

    The busy highway has given way to a country road. The
    van passes under a canopy of trees. It turns onto a
    small dirt road and crosses over an old wooden bridge.

    DISSOLVE TO:

    EXT. LAKE - SUNSET

    The van slowly pulls up to a lake which is ringed
    by a lush, dense forest. The sun is just beginning
    to go down, bathing the water in a warm, golden light.

    THE VAN'S BACK DOORS

    Swing open. Everyone piles out, rushing past camera.
    Everyone except Lizzie.

    SAM
    Look at this place!

    TODD
    Hope the water's warm.

    MARNIE
    We can go skinny dipping!

    BETH
    Any excuse to take off your top.

    TODD
    That's why I love her.

    MARNIE
    You love me?

    TODD
    (caught off-guard)
    Uh-- I'm gonna go check the water.

    They all run off. Jason turns back to Lizzie.

    JASON
    You coming?

    Lizzie steps out of the van and looks around tentatively.

    LIZZIE
    Jason, of all the places we could
    have gone... a lake?

    JASON
    Sure, why not?

    LIZZIE
    Um... my nightmares?

    Jason turns Lizzie so she's facing the lake.

    JASON
    Yeah, I know. And in your nightmares,
    the lake is where you run when you're
    scared, right? It's where you go to
    be saved...

    He smiles and puts his arm around her.

    JASON
    By Jason.

    Lizzie smiles and LAUGHS, her mood lightening. She
    reaches into the van and grabs a frisbee.

    LIZZIE
    Go long!

    Jason starts running backwards towards Sam, Marnie,
    Beth, and Todd, who are standing at the water's edge.
    Lizzie sends the frisbee flying with a powerful throw.

    Jason chases after the frisbee. Sam jumps in front
    of him to intercept. WHAMMO! The frisbee SLAMS into
    Sam's throat and caroms over a hill.

    SAM
    (choking)
    You almost took my head off.

    Jason chases after the frisbee, disappearing over the
    hill. After a short beat...

    JASON (O.C.)
    Whoa, guys, check this out!

    Everyone runs toward the hill.

    EXT. LAKE - CONTINUOUS

    When they reach the top, they see...

    A number of SMALL CABINS scattered throughout the
    woods, the remains of a sleep-away camp that looks
    like it hasn't been used in years. The sun has just
    set, bathing the camp in the eerie, blue light of
    magic hour.

    LIZZIE stares at the cabins. The wind blows through
    her hair. She shivers as a chill moves up her spine.

    Jason is standing in front of one of the cabins,
    holding the frisbee.

    TODD
    Screw the tents. Why don't we stay
    here?

    EXT. MAIN CABIN - NIGHTFALL

    It's dark now. Everyone stands on the porch of the
    large main cabin. The van is now parked in front.

    Jason tries the door.

    JASON
    Shit. It's locked.

    Without missing a beat, Sam kicks the door open.

    SAM
    Try it now.

    INT. MAIN CABIN - NIGHT

    Pitch black. Jason tries the light switch. Nothing.
    He snaps on a flashlight and shines it around the
    room. We see cobwebs, furniture stacked up in the
    corners, weeds growing through the floorboards.

    The flashlight weakens and dies. Pitch black, again.

    JASON (V.O.)
    I'll look for a generator.

    LIZZIE (V.O.)
    Be careful.

    SAM (V.O.)
    Yeah, watch out for Dominic Necros.

    We hear a SLAP.

    SAM (V.O.)
    Ow!

    DISSOLVE TO:

    INT. MAIN CABIN - LATER

    The walls flicker with the dim lights powered by an
    old generator. We see that we are in the largest
    room of the vast cabin.

    A few couches have been pushed to the middle, a fire
    rages in the old stone fireplace, and a boombox plays
    party music.

    Beth and Marnie roast hotdogs and marshmallows over
    the open flames.

    Everyone is in a festive mood, except Lizzie, who's
    staring out the window. Jason comes up behind her
    and gives her a kiss on the neck. She jumps.

    LIZZIE
    Dammit, Jason!

    JASON
    What? I can't kiss you anymore?

    LIZZIE
    I'm sorry. It's just...

    Her voice trails off. Suddenly, the room is illuminated
    by a flash of LIGHTNING and rocked with a clap of
    THUNDER. Rain begins to pound the roof.

    Lizzie startles and turns back to the window.

    LIZZIE'S P.O.V.

    She peers out into the night just as another flash of
    lightning illuminates the lake! The sudden storm
    transforms the landscape into a menacing environment
    eerily reminiscent of Lizzie's nightmare.

    Lizzie turns back to her friends.

    LIZZIE
    We have to go home.

    BETH
    Come on, Lizzie, it's just a little
    rain.

    LIZZIE
    You don't understand... I've been
    here before... In my nightmare.

    JASON
    Lizzie, don't start.

    TODD
    What nightmare?

    LIZZIE
    Every time I go to sleep, Freddy
    Krueger tries to kill me.

    Marnie shrinks back against Todd.

    LIZZIE
    He chases me out of the house... to
    a lake... a lake just like this one.

    Sam begins to SNICKER. Jason punches him in the arm.

    LIZZIE
    And every night, right as Freddy is
    about to kill me... Jason comes out
    of the lake and saves me.

    TODD
    (high-fiving Jason)
    Way to go, man!

    JASON
    Not me.
    (you're not going to believe
    this...)
    Jason Voorhees.

    BETH
    The guy from Halloween?

    SAM
    Friday the 13th.

    MARNIE
    Oh, my God!

    TODD
    Impossible. Jason died in the last
    sequel. Again. And the only way to
    reanimate him is with a human heart.

    SAM
    Shit!

    JASON
    What?

    SAM
    We forgot to pack the human heart.
    Hey, Beth, check the cooler.

    Beth and the guys LAUGH. But Marnie is starting to
    freak out.

    MARNIE
    (to Lizzie)
    Why are you telling us this? I
    don't want to be here anymore.
    (to Todd)
    Take me home.

    Marnie is truly upset. Her eyes begin to well with
    tears. Todd places his arm around her, reassuringly.

    TODD
    Come on. Lizzie's fucking with us.
    It's just a ghost story.

    Marnie turns to Lizzie, hoping Todd's right, hoping
    it's just a joke. Lizzie looks at the others, suddenly
    realizing how crazy she sounds.

    LIZZIE
    Oh. Yeah... I'm sorry. Just...
    trying to scare you.

    She leans back.

    Just then...

    A HUGE RAT

    Pops out from the shadows and SCREECHES at Lizzie!
    Lizzie SCREAMS! Marnie SCREAMS! The rat ducks back
    into the shadows, picks up a half-eaten rat carcass
    it's been feeding on, and scurries away with it in
    its mouth.

    Lizzie looks down and notices that in her panic, she
    kicked her purse over, sending the BOTTLE OF
    SOMNAMBULENE rolling across the floor. She quickly
    grabs the bottle and stuffs it back in her purse.

    TODD (O.C.)
    What was that?

    TODD has been watching Lizzie from behind the make-
    shift bar he's made out of two beer coolers and an
    old door.

    LIZZIE
    What?

    SAM
    Pills. I saw them. Lizzie has pills!

    The others converge on her.

    TODD
    You holding out on us?

    SAM
    What are they, Roofies? They don't
    look like Roofies.

    LIZZIE
    It's Somnambulene. Some kind of
    keta-something derivative.

    SAM
    (eyes lighting up)
    Ketamine? Special K? You've got
    Special K?

    BETH
    You didn't tell me they gave you
    Special K. Pass 'em out.

    LIZZIE
    I don't think so. This is pretty
    heavy duty stuff.

    Beth holds out her hand.

    LIZZIE
    There are side effects. You know,
    like headaches... dry mouth...

    Beth holds out her hand.

    LIZZIE
    And, um, well... some people who
    took them thought... they could
    share each others' dreams.

    A beat. Then everyone LAUGHS.

    SAM
    You don't have to make shit up. If
    you're not gonna give us any, just
    say so.

    LIZZIE
    I'm not gonna give you any.

    Everyone BOOS Lizzie.

    SAM
    Buzzkill.

    THE LIGHTS GO OUT.

    Lizzie SCREAMS!

    TODD (V.O.)
    (old lady voice)
    My jewels!

    JASON (V.O.)
    Alright, who's touching my ass?

    SAM (V.O.)
    Oh. Sorry. I thought you were Beth.

    BETH (V.O.)
    (hurt)
    You don't know my ass from a guy's?

    We hear a SLAP.

    JASON (V.O.)
    Ow!

    BETH (V.O.)
    Oh. Sorry. I thought you were Sam.

    A SMALL FIREBALL

    Erupts, becoming a steady flame that casts an eerie
    green glow on Todd's proud smile. He holds a tray
    of six glasses filled with a burning cocktail.

    TODD
    (a la Dr. Frankenstein)
    It's alive! Alive!
    (then)
    I call it "Flaming Piss"! Watch
    your eyebrows, ladies. Sam, turn
    the lights back on.

    Sam flips the switch and the lights come back on.
    Everyone CHEERS. Sam raises his glass.

    SAM
    To Lizzie!

    The others raise their glasses.

    FRIENDS
    To Lizzie!

    Lizzie smiles and downs her drink. The others chug.

    LIZZIE
    Ecch. This tastes terrible. How
    much piss did you put in it?

    TODD
    Well, I ran out. So I had to use
    beer, tequila, grain alcohol,
    Mountain Dew--

    SAM
    And don't forget the secret
    ingredient...

    Sam smirks and holds up Lizzie's empty bottle of pills.

    LIZZIE
    What did you do?

    SAM
    (giggling)
    I spiked the drinks with your...

    Sam tries to read the label. He finds it hard to focus.

    SAM
    (with difficulty)
    Som-- Somnambulene.

    ZOOM IN on THE LABEL. It reads: "DO NOT MIX WITH
    ALCOHOL." The bottle turns slightly, revealing a
    skull and crossbones.

    LIZZIE
    You fucking asshole!

    She grabs back the Somnambulene bottle.

    LIZZIE
    Jesus, Sam! You don't know when to
    quit. You always--

    BOOM! The Somnambulene hits Lizzie hard.

    LIZZIE'S P.O.V.

    We see Sam's face suddenly stretch surrealistically,
    along with everything else in the periphery of her
    vision.

    BACK TO SCENE

    Lizzie loses her balance and falls back on the couch,
    knocking over a can.

    LIZZIE'S P.O.V.

    Sam's face distorts... his voice warps.

    SAM
    Hey, that was my beer!

    BACK TO SCENE

    Lizzie rubs her eyes, trying to clear her vision.

    JASON'S P.O.V.

    He looks back at Lizzie -- her face seems to stretch
    like rubber.

    LIZZIE
    (like a record played too slow)
    This isn't funny, guys!

    Jason tries to stifle a laugh, but fails. He looks
    over at Todd.

    TODD'S P.O.V.

    Todd sees Jason's face start to melt.

    TODD
    (a la Wicked Witch of the West)
    I'm melting!

    He bursts out LAUGHING and looks at Marnie, who is
    anxiously poking at her own face.

    MARNIE
    I can't feel my... my...

    BETH
    (laughing)
    Face.

    BACK TO SCENE

    Everyone is hammered, stumbling about and laughing
    hysterically. TODD staggers through the cabin and
    accidentally crashes into SAM. Sam gives Todd a
    drunken shove. Todd laughs and shoves back. Then,
    they both end up shoving each other out the door.

    THUNDER AND LIGHTNING. The lights go out again!

    Now only lit by the dim, flickering light of the fire,
    all the teens keep laughing. Except for Lizzie.

    ON LIZZIE

    She looks around the room at her friends. Her mood
    darkens as her predicament starts to sink in. And it
    certainly doesn't help that she's STONED -- and every-
    one else, too.

    LIZZIE
    (controlled panic)
    Why are you laughing?! We're in
    deep shit!

    Jason, Beth, and Marnie stop and look at Lizzie,
    confused.

    LIZZIE
    What if Dominic Necros turned off
    the lights? What if he followed us
    here? We've got to get out of here!

    BETH
    Come on, Lizzie. The drugs are
    just making you paranoid.

    LIZZIE
    Just because I'm paranoid doesn't
    mean Dominic's not coming to kill us.

    MARNIE
    (getting freaked out)
    Oh, God. We're sitting ducks. What're
    we going to do?

    JASON
    We're going to sit back and enjoy
    the ride. When we wake up tomorrow,
    everything will be just fine.

    LIZZIE
    You promise?

    Before Jason can answer... we hear Todd and Sam's
    BLOOD-CURDLING SCREAMS echoing through the woods!

    Lizzie and Marnie lose their shit. Especially Lizzie.

    LIZZIE
    Oh, my God. He's here! He's here!

    MARNIE
    Shit! Where are Sam and Todd?

    BETH
    Uh... out by the generator, fucking
    with us? Again.

    JASON
    I'll take a look.

    LIZZIE
    Absolutely not. Don't leave me.

    JASON
    Hmmm. We can all stay here in the
    dark, or, uh... you can come with
    me.

    Lizzie considers this a moment.

    LIZZIE
    Be careful.

    Jason grabs the flashlight. He slaps it and a beam
    of light comes back on... still weak, but better than
    nothing.

    EXT. LAKE

    Jason cautiously walks around to the back of the cabin.
    Shadows are everywhere. Rain pours down. We hear
    the faint rumblings of thunder. Jason cocks his head,
    as if he hears something.

    JASON'S P.O.V.

    He turns around and sees a shadow float behind a tree.
    He cautiously approaches the tree, looks behind it
    and sees...

    NOTHING!

    Jason rubs his eyes and shakes his head.

    JASON
    Must be the drugs.

    Jason turns away. Just as...

    A RAZOR CLAW plunges down, wrapping around his throat.
    Jason is spun around and slammed against the wall,
    coming face-to-face with... FREDDY KRUEGER!

    Jason struggles, but can't break Freddy's grasp.
    He cries out...

    INT. MAIN CABIN

    We hear Jason SCREAM. Lizzie and the girls are horri-
    fied. They jump to their feet and start freaking.

    EXT. LAKE

    Freddy cackles and tightens his grip on Jason's throat
    when, suddenly, JASON VOORHEES rushes forward, machete
    held high. Jason SCREAMS again. As the machete arcs
    toward him, we:

    CUT TO

    INT. MAIN CABIN

    Just in time to see a machete slice through the rotted
    out wall. The girls SCREAM. The machete retracts and
    we hear Jason SCREAM and SCREAM again.

    BOOM! Splinters fly as the wall breaks open. Jason
    Lucas is thrown into the room. Freddy Krueger lunges
    in after him... only to be followed by Jason Voorhees.

    The girls reel backward as Freddy slashes at Jason
    Voorhees. Voorhees ducks the blow and slams Freddy
    into a table, knocking the boombox down onto the
    floor. Jason Voorhees moves in, his machete held high.
    He sees the broken boombox and freezes.

    JASON VOORHEES
    You fucked up my boombox, bitch.

    Freddy awkwardly lifts himself off the damaged radio.

    FREDDY
    You shoved me through the wall, bitch.

    Jason Lucas gets up, the look of fear on his face is
    now replaced with anger. He charges Jason Voorhees,
    yanks off the hockey mask and reveals...

    TODD.

    Then Jason reaches down and yanks the mask off Freddy
    Krueger, revealing...

    SAM.

    JASON
    Jesus, guys, you scared the shit out
    of me. You think this is funny? You
    think Lizzie needs this right now?

    Sam and Todd make a stoner's attempt to appear
    apologetic.

    TODD
    We were trying to scare you, not
    Lizzie.

    SAM
    Yeah, we're not totally insensitive.
    Just a little. Sorry.

    LIZZIE
    (pissed)
    Yeah, you're sorry all right. That's
    why you brought those masks.

    SAM
    Hey, I only brought the Freddy.

    TODD
    This Jason stuff, we found up here.

    LIZZIE
    You expect me to believe that?

    SAM
    Come here, I'll prove it.

    Sam takes the flashlight and leads everyone outside.

    EXT. CAMP

    Sam's flashlight beam cuts through the darkness and
    pouring rain. They finally reach a ramshackle HUT,
    barely visible in an overgrown tangle of bramble and
    weeds.

    INT. HUT

    The door creaks open. We see the teens silhouetted
    in the doorway.

    SAM
    I found the mask right here...

    The flashlight beam sweeps into the room, illuminating
    only an old mattress.

    Sam points to a blood-stained hole in the center.
    Everyone stares at it in stunned silence.

    SAM
    And the machete was sticking out
    of the skull.

    BETH
    What skull?

    Sam reaches into the mattress and pulls out a human
    skull, which has a large crack right down the middle.

    SAM
    This one.

    Lizzie SCREAMS and backs away.

    SAM
    Hey, wait a minute. You don't think...
    I remember someone telling me Friday
    the 13th was based on a true story.
    (spooked, but excited)
    Maybe we've stumbled on the very
    summer camp where Jason Voorhees
    actually mutilated all those teen-
    age--

    JASON
    That's enough, Sam.

    MARNIE
    Here? It happened here?!

    JASON
    No.

    SAM
    But if it did, that means Lizzie's
    dream... has come true.

    He notices that Lizzie is starting to come unglued.
    He quickly tries to backpedal.

    SAM
    But... um... but that's okay...
    because Jason's here to protect you
    from Freddy.

    Sam puts the hockey mask on Jason and spins him
    around to face Lizzie.

    LIZZIE
    Give me a break.

    She storms out of the hut. Jason pushes the mask
    up, glares at Sam, and follows after her.

    JASON
    Lizzie, wait.

    TODD
    (calling after them)
    It's just one of Sam's jokes. Just
    trying to be funny. It's not even
    a real skull.

    SAM
    Yes, it is. And it's not mine.

    Sam tosses the skull to Todd, who fumbles the catch.
    The skull drops to the ground and shatters. A gob
    of maggots fly out all over Marnie's feet. She
    SCREAMS. Beth SCREAMS. Todd SCREAMS.

    Marnie and Beth tear out of the hut. Todd and Sam
    follow close behind.

    EXT. PORCH

    Jason slides the hockey mask up on top of his head
    and moves up behind Lizzie.

    JASON
    Come on, Lizzie. Why don't we go
    back inside?

    He puts a hand on Lizzie's shoulder. She refuses
    to turn around.

    JASON
    They're just having fun... you know,
    trying to cheer you up--

    Marnie and Beth race by screaming their heads off,
    followed by Sam and Todd. All four teens run back
    into the cabin, scrambling through the hole in the
    wall.

    JASON
    --in their own fucked-up way.

    She nervously cracks open a beer and takes a sip
    to try to steady her nerves.

    LIZZIE
    You have no idea what I've been
    through.
    (a beat)
    That guard. He died because of me.

    JASON
    No, he died protecting you. He
    died doing his job. It sucks, but
    it's not your fault.

    Lizzie takes a long swig of beer.

    LIZZIE
    Look, I never told you this -- his
    gun was right in front of me. I
    could have grabbed it, killed Dominic
    Necros, and this would all be over.
    But I didn't. I just stood there.

    Jason doesn't know what to say, but he desperately
    wants to comfort her.

    JASON
    Lizzie, I'm so sorry. I didn't know...

    As he leans in to hug her, the hockey mask accidentally
    SLIPS BACK DOWN over his face.

    Lizzie gives in, turns to hug him, and sees... Jason
    wearing the hockey mask just as another blast of
    Somnambulene hits her hard.

    LIZZIE'S P.O.V.

    Her vision distorts. The hockey mask warps. The
    image is terrifying. Lizzie SCREAMS. Her beer goes
    flying as she tears away from Jason and stumbles out
    into the rainy night, obviously disoriented.

    JASON
    Aw, shit.

    Jason picks up Lizzie's beer, takes a long swig,
    and chases after her.

    EXT. LAKE - NIGHT

    Lizzie runs along the wooden walkway linking the rows
    of cabins.

    Jason follows. As he runs by a window, he is taken
    by surprise by his own reflection and is hit with
    another blast of Somnambulene.

    JASON'S P.O.V.

    His hockey-faced mask seems to jump out at him.

    BACK TO SCENE

    Propelled backwards by the shock of his hallucinatory
    vision, Jason SLIPS AND FALLS and goes face down into
    the mud. At first, he just lies there. Then he
    starts LAUGHING his ass off.

    INT. MAIN CABIN

    Sam, Todd, Beth, and Marnie are pacing the cabin,
    trying to calm down. Beth and Marnie fall back on
    a couch, each pounding down another can of liquid
    courage. Marnie closes her eyes and rests her head
    on Beth's shoulder.

    MARNIE
    What do we do now?

    BETH
    I don't know.
    (beat)
    You wanna make out?

    Marnie opens her eyes and looks at Beth just as she's
    hit with another blast of Somnambulene.

    MARNIE'S P.O.V.

    Beth puckers her lips. They seem to swell into big,
    fat kissy-lips.

    BACK TO SCENE

    They both burst out LAUGHING.

    ON TODD

    He's screwing around with his boombox, scanning through
    the dial trying to tune in some music. We hear mostly
    static, punctuated by occasional snippets of Mexican
    dance music and baseball games. He turns to Sam, who
    dances in place to the static.

    TODD
    You're buying me a new radio.
    (it's finally off his chest)
    There, I said it.

    SAM
    Let me see that.

    Sam picks up the radio, examines it for a moment,
    then shakes it vigorously. A RADIO ANNOUNCER'S VOICE
    cuts through the static. Sam flashes Todd a cocky
    smile.

    RADIO ANNOUNCER (V.O.)
    ...a country-wide manhunt is on for
    suspected serial killer Dominic
    Necros...

    TODD
    Holy shit!

    BETH
    Shh! Turn it up!

    RADIO ANNOUNCER (V.O.)
    ...escaped early this morning while
    being transferred to FBI custody,
    killing two sheriff's deputies and
    a--

    Sam freaks out, dropping the radio to the floor,
    where it crashes into pieces. Everyone freezes in
    shock. It can't be true! They try without much
    luck to sober up.

    MARNIE
    Holy Mother of God! Lizzie was right!
    Dominic is on his way up here. He's
    going to kill us. All of us. You
    guys first, then me. I know it.

    BETH
    We gotta get out of here. I'll get
    Lizzie and Jason.

    Beth stands on wobbly legs and stumbles for the door.

    EXT. LAKE/INT. MAIN CABIN - INTERCUT

    LIZZIE staggers through the rain alongside the lake.
    The Somnambulene appears to be hitting her pretty
    hard.

    BETH

    is also hit with a wave of Somnambulene. The cabin
    spins.

    LIZZIE

    Reaches out to a tree for support, but misses it and
    falls down on the ground.

    BETH

    Reaches out for the door jamb for support, but misses
    it and falls down on the floor.

    THE TWO GIRLS

    PASS OUT at the same time.

    BLACK OUT.

    FADE IN:

    EXT. LAKE - NIGHT

    LIZZIE'S P.O.V.

    She opens her eyes. Her vision is fuzzy as she still
    suffers the effects of the Somnambulene. A figure
    suddenly comes into focus...

    JASON VOORHEES is staring down at her through his
    hockey mask! The mask distorts grotesquely. Lizzie
    SCREAMS. Jason realizes that he is still wearing
    the hockey mask and takes it off.

    LIZZIE
    You scared the shit out of me!

    JASON
    (concerned)
    You passed out. Are you okay?

    LIZZIE
    I'd feel a lot better if you got
    rid of that goddamn mask.

    JASON
    I'm sorry, Lizzie. I fucked up.
    I'm fucked up. Both.

    LIZZIE
    Yeah, I'm sorry, too. I'm sorry I
    got attacked, I'm sorry I have
    nightmares, I'm sorry I jump ten
    feet in the air every time you kiss
    me on the neck.
    (fighting back angry tears)
    And I'm sorry... but right now I
    need a boyfriend I can count on...
    someone who makes me feel safe.

    JASON
    You can count on me, Lizzie, I
    promise.

    Thunder and lightning! Then, an ominous voice.

    VOICE (O.C.)
    Cross your heart and hope to die?

    DOMINIC NECROS

    Jumps out. He swings his razor glove at Lizzie, but
    Jason steps in to protect her and takes a DEEP BLOW
    to the ribcage. Blood sprays everywhere!

    To Be Continued...

    7/3/2003 10:07:59 AM

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