Jason Lives: Friday The 13th Part VI Page #2

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to go and dig up Jason?

Some folks have a strange idea

of entertainment.

- Anything else?

- You guys, I'm getting worried.

- About Jason?

- No. About Darren and Lizbeth.

They should've at least called,

don't you think? Megan?

- What?

- Hello?

This girl's back in the jail cell

with her prisoner of love.

Don't mess with no jailbird, girl.

Those dudes are bad news.

- And how do you know?

- I seen plenty on TV.

- TV?

- Yeah!

I don't know about that guy, Megan.

He seemed weird

with all that Jason stuff.

Megan, like I told you,

you need a guy like me.

- Guy who's not twisted.

- Maybe he was telling the truth.

Just because our parents

say Jason was only a legend,

doesn't mean it wasn't true.

What if he did come back here,

looking for the camp counselor

that caused him to drown as a boy?

Searching for the one

that decapitated his vengeful mother.

And you know what

today's date is, don't you?

I can think of only one thing

even more terrifying.

What?

The kids are here.

You'll trip.

Be careful. You may fall.

There they are and they're all yours.

Think I'd rather deal with old Jason.

Crap.

Once we nail Roy, that's it.

Victory is ours.

It's taking forever. I'm starving.

Larry, that's why your sales

are always behind quota.

Your instinct to eat is

stronger than your instinct to win.

- You're a real ass!

- Better than being all ass!

That is so unfair!

Here we go with unfair again.

War is not fair.

Give me a break.

This is not war, this is a game.

- I want a sandwich.

- Wait till we've killed something.

- Easy! You're an insurance salesman.

- Death is my business.

You become another person

when we're out here, Stan.

- I don't like it.

- This is a man's game.

It requires a man's cunning

and intelligence...

With a woman's touch.

Wait a minute!

I thought Burt shot you!

See any paint?

Sorry, guys, I did in Mr. Commando,

weapons and all.

Survival's the name of the game

and that flag is mine.

I can't believe this.

Burt never gets shot.

- Never should have let her play.

- She's a damn company exec!

Now, boys. Don't be spoilsports.

Put on your headbands.

Dumb broad! She tricked me!

They're gonna laugh for months!

She should have stayed

in the kitchen!

A woman shouldn't be allowed

in these games!

It's not a game, it's life!

Jason really screwed up

that poor son of a b*tch's mind.

He really believes that

Jason's still alive, doesn't he?

What worries me is how far he'll go

to try and prove it.

Darn.

Oh, no.

Oh, my God! No!

Where... Come on!

Where? Oh, no!

Oh, no! Oh, God!

Come on out, you guys.

The game's over.

What about Roy? Nobody's seen him.

Unless he's accidentally pelleted

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