Friday The 13th Part III Page #6

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another of your tricks...

Sorry! I didn't mean to scare you.

Between you and Shelly, I'm lucky

I haven't had a heart attack!

What's Butterball up to now?

I don't know.

He just ducked into the barn.

Let's give him

some of his own medicine.

I don't think he's in here.

Let's go back.

Maybe that wasn't him.

- Chili.

- Shh!

I guess he must've left.

Come on, let's get out of here!

I'm not going to let anybody

hurt you.

Gee, thanks.

I feel a lot better now.

That'll teach you a valuable lesson.

A beautiful girl like you should

never go out in the dark alone.

Damn it, Shelly!

Why do you do these stupid things?

- I have to.

- No. You don't have to.

- I just want you to like me.

- I do like you.

But not when you act like a jerk.

Being a jerk

is better than being a nothing.

I never said you were nothing.

You don't have to say it.

I could tell.

You're wrong! Shelly!

Chuck? Chili?

Hey!

What're you guys doing in there?

Are you guys doing

something I shouldn't see?

Oh, that's great!

Hey, I dropped your wallet.

I'm sorry. I got it.

Who are you?

What're you doing?

Cut that out right now.

That's not funny.

That was the best one yet.

Was it you, me or the hammock?

- I vote for me.

- Hmm? I vote for the hammock.

Where you going?

Taking a shower.

You ought to try it sometime.

- Hey, Debbie. Can you hear me?

- Barely.

I'm gonna go downstairs

and get a brew. You want one?

Andy?

Oh, Jesus!

- Do you want a beer or not?

- Sure.

- Alright. Be right back.

- OK.

Andy?

- Andy!

- Yeah?

Are you still out there?

I can't hear you.

Would you quit fooling around?

Cut it out.

Andy? I changed my mind.

I don't want that beer.

Did you hear me about that beer?

Oh, God,

I hate when you don't answer me.

TOM SAVINI:

NEW MASTER OF MAGICAL MAKEUP.

Twenty-five Years with Godzilla.

What?

Where's this coming from?

Great short cut, Rick.

- Come on! Let's move it.

- Always spoiling my fun.

What was that noise?

- What?

- I heard something over there.

Come on, let's get home.

- Did I hear you screaming?

- No.

It's probably Debbie

having an orgasm.

How come you never scream

when we have sex?

Give me something to scream about.

What's the matter?

Nothing. I was just practicing.

Don't do that to me!

Here. Go down the cellar

and check the fuse box.

In the dark? Alone?

Be a man, man.

Nothing to be afraid of, man.

So what if it's dark?

Nothing to be afraid of.

Oh! Jeez!

Oh, God!

Alright.

Who's there?

Chuck? You back already?

Well, at least you got

the outside lights working.

Nice make-up job.

Stop fooling around, man.

That's better.

What's going on?

Get up!

Shelly! Enough is enough!

Oh, my God!

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