Lake Placid: The Final Chapter Page #5

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Skin-Eater only eats virgins.

(LAUGHS)

Phew. I'm good.

I've got a story,

a true story.

GUS:
Hey, Blondie,

mine was real.

(CHUCKLES)

There was this old lady,

Mrs. Bickerman.

She lived on a lake

not far from this one.

She and her husband,

they had a farm,

loved animals,

probably too much.

So when a crocodile swam up

the river from the ocean,

she started feeding it.

It got big,

like, dinosaur big.

Let me guess. He ate her.

My story was much better.

(LAUGHTER)

Well,

first it ate her husband.

It was years before

anybody found out,

but when they did,

more people started to die.

Bickerman, her sister,

a dozen others.

Can we, uh, talk

about something else?

This story is

totally freaking me out.

Sorry.

Okay, let me tell you

a really nice story.

Rick!

Jim!

(CROCODILE GROWLING)

Rick!

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Jake!

(GRUNTS)

(SCREAMING) No!

Are you okay?

Yeah. Why?

I don't know, you just

seem a little nervous.

I'm sorry.

It's just...

Being on the lake kind

of creeps me out a little.

Your mom's

the Sheriff, huh?

Yeah.

My grandpa was

a homicide detective.

Is that what

you want to do?

No way!

I don't know what

I want to do yet.

I like books.

Librarian?

I was thinking journalist.

I'm gonna get an MBA,

start a business.

I want to retire

by the time I'm 35.

Ambitious.

I mean, I know

it sounds cocky...

No, no, no,

ambition is good.

None of the guys at my school have any

drive besides get high and get laid.

ELAINE:
Chloe, do you want me

to leave the flashlight on?

I'll be right there.

I better go.

You got to go?

Yeah.

Good night, Chloe.

Good night.

Hey, you.

Hey.

For old time's sake?

What about Chloe?

She's asleep.

What if somebody sees us?

Let them watch.

(GIGGLING AND SQUEALING)

(GROANS)

Hi, ladies.

GIRL:
Ew.

(CHUCKLING)

Hey! This is not a toilet.

We're swimming here.

The whole world's a toilet. The

sooner you realize that, the better.

Perv! (SCOFFS)

GUS:
Ah, honey,

our first fight.

Bite me!

(GROWLING)

(BONES CRUNCHING)

(SCREAMING)

(VIBRATING)

(SIGHS)

This is the Sheriff.

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Has anybody seen Gus?

You mean creepy

bus driver guy?

Maybe he went for a hike.

DREW:
Whoo!

BOY:
F***!

Oh, jet skis!

It's go-time, bro.

Yeah.

DREW:
Whoo-hoo!

Who wants to be

my co-pilot?

Not me. I have serious

plans to do nothing.

What about you, Chloe?

I...

I'll ride, b*tch.

I am sure you will.

Skank.

She does have

a great ass, though.

Hey, Sheriff.

What do you got?

Well, I made a loop last

night around (STUTTERS) 7:00.

The gates were closed then

and Max was still working.

Now when I came by at 8:00

this morning, wide open.

Who was the last one

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