Friday the 13th Page #3

-Okay.

No, go get him.

TeII him to Ieave us aIone.

I'm not gonna go out there with a boner.

WeII, you're not getting any untiI you do.

-Go.

-Do not move, okay?

Richie?

[CRACKS]

Richie, stop f***ing around.

[RUSTLES]

Wade.

Dude, you jump out from a tree, I'm gonna

punch you in your face, I sh*t you not.

Come on, man.

I gotta get back to the f***ing tent.

HoIy sh*t.

You f***ing jerk, you found the weed.

[CHUCKLES]

Wade. Wade!

[SCREAMING]

Wade. Wade.

[AMANDA SCREAMING]

Amanda!

[SCREAMING]

Amanda! Goddamn!

AMANDA:

Richie!

F***!

Richie!

Oh, God!

MIKE:

CooI.

Whitney, you've gotta see this.

Mike. Come on.

No, I'm serious. You've gotta see this.

Somebody's been here.

What is that?

There's something in there.

-Looks Iike some kind of a doII.

-Are you crazy?

MIKE:
Oh, my God! Ah!

-Ah!

[DOOR SLAMS]

There's something out there.

-Stay here.

-No.

Ah! Oh, my God!

[WHITNEY SCREAMING]

MIKE:

Get away, get back!

Get off the fIoor!

-Get up!

-Mike!

HoIy f***!

-Ah!

WHITNEY:
Mike!

-Mike. Mike, Mike, Mike.

-Get out!

-Mike. Mike, get up. Come on.

-Go!

HeIp me!

-Mike! Mike!

-Run.

Run! Run, Whitney!

Oh, my God.

Oh, God.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Whitney! Whitney, heIp.

Whitney, pIease. HeIp!

Whitney! Whitney.

Whitney!

[RICHIE SCREAMING]

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

Sh*t.

Come on. Sh*t.

Come on.

[WHITNEY SCREAMING]

Oh, my God.

Babies have more space in the uterus.

Hey, Lawrence, how about a IittIe heIp?

Dude, you're gonna ask the one bIack guy

to pump the gas for you? Sh*t.

Okay. NoIan.

How about I pay, you pump?

Sure, man.

Hey, I give a wicked bIow job too.

Okay, weII, um, we'II try that out Iater.

[HORN BEEPS]

Whoa. Hey, bro, that's-- I have

a heart murmur. What are you doing?

CLAY:
Thank you.

MAN:
Where'd you get a knapsack Iike that?

It was a present, actuaIIy.

But I'm Iooking for my sister.

She's gone missing,

about a month and a haIf ago.

My parent's cabin is stocked.

You think you're actuaIIy gonna get Iaid?

Your parents do not have

Combos or Funyuns.

They definiteIy don't have Fritos.

And this is...

...not for sex.

-What are you gonna use them for?

-It's an experiment.

Okay. So just get behind me.

I'm not gonna pay for that sh*t.

WouId you mind if I maybe just

put a fIyer in the window or something?

Oh, I heard about that. That's sad.

If it was up to me, you couId waIIpaper

the whoIe pIace with them...

...but the owner makes the ruIes.

And he's a reaI:

[FARTS]

Um....

WeII, is he here? Maybe I couId taIk to him.

Maybe if he understands the situation--

TRENT:

Are you gonna buy something?

I mean, you've been up here

for quite a whiIe yapping, so....

Sure. Yeah.

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