Friday The 13th Part VII: The New Blood Page #2

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- I don't know.

Well, you can always spend

the evening with me and Dr. Crews.

- Let's go. Bye.

- Bye. Have a good time.

Where did she go? Who's that boy?

Relax, she's going

to visit the kids next door.

I thought we agreed, no distractions.

I'd hate to send her to the hospital.

She needs a chance to be normal.

Isn't that what it's all about?

Yes. Of course it is.

- This is some birthday.

- It's gonna be great. Promise.

- Hey, be back in two shakes.

- Just hurry.

- Michael, get a move on.

- Christ! It's cold out here!

Jane?

Great party. Oh, sh*t.

- Nick, help me out!

- Got it.

- I need an objective opinion.

- Is anybody making the popcorn?

What do you think of "Starlacon"?

"30,000 years into the future,

the entire galaxy is populated

"by highly evolved protozoa."

Good, huh?

"Only one human being and

his woman exist amongst the stars."

- You met our resident writer, Eddie.

- Yeah. Ice cream and cake, huh?

Eddie's a little out there

but everybody else here,

perfectly normal.

(Footsteps, slow breathing)

He goes, "Let me see your ID."

I go, "I left it at home,"

he goes, "Go and get it."

So I go, "OK," and I go.

(Boy) Put something under that drink.

You'll ruin the table.

- Outrageous.

- You like him? Me, too.

What is this? Will you look at this?

This place already looks like

closing time at the stock exchange.

- Russ, we'll clean it up.

- Chill out, Brooks Brothers.

They're eating my uncle's food.

We're supposed to bring our own food.

He's gonna sh*t.

Everybody, this is Tina.

She's from next door.

- (All) Hi!

- Hi.

- (Glass smashing)

- Oh, sh*t!

- What was that?

- Nick, help me.

- Tina...

- (Russ) These people are such slobs!

There's a guy I'd love to give

a surprise party for. I'm Melissa.

- I'm Tina from next door.

- I know.

- Who's that scuzzball dopehead?

- The birthday boy's best friend.

Those are so pretty.

Absolutely gorgeous.

What a stupid place to put a lamp.

They're real.

On my last birthday, my Daddy goes,

"You're the perfect daughter."

He gives me these and says,

"To the best little girl in the world."

(Melissa) That's disgusting.

It's all over me.

- Wait! Come back here.

- (Melissa) Who is that girl?

Nick, let me tell you something

about women.

- Mom!

- Tina? Honey, what is it?

I saw him again.

The man, the thing in the lake.

He was killing a boy

with a metal spike.

Relax, relax, relax.

What do you mean you saw it?

I didn't actually see it

but I know. I know.

OK.

What were you doing

when it happened?

- Why?

- Because these are delusions.

You're creating images

of your father.

He left a large delusion

stuck in our porch.

- Go look if you don't believe me.

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