Lights, Camera, Creeper: Making 'Jeepers Creepers 2'

40 min

Billy?|Get number three up now.

And don't come in to eat|before you do.

And check the other two!

Make sure they're wired up good!

I don't want 'em blowing over|again at the first big wind.

Lot of good they're doing.

Billy, you been messing|with the post-puncher?


I told you what would happen...

if you screw around|with this thing.

I said I didn't!

"l don't want 'em|blowin' down again."

Big wind, my ass.

You're the only big wind|out here.


You been messing with the damn|post-puncher again, huh?


Billy, you little a**hole!

Why don't you rat yourself out|for a change?

-What did I do?|-You little butt sniff!

I ought to come out there|and kick your ass!

You wish!

Yeah, go on, Mac. Go bite him|in the ass for me, Mackie boy.

God, would you shut up?





-What?|-I don't know.




Help! Help!

Where are you? Billy!



Let go! Help me, dad!

-Billy!|-Help! Help! Help!

-Billy!|-Help! Dad! Help me!


Stop it! Let go!




Bannon Bantams! Bannon Bantams!



Go Bantams! Yeah! Whoo! Yeah!

Tough as nails, hard as rocks!

We are Bannon's fighting c*cks!

Fighting Bantams,|tough as nails!

Bow down now or kiss our tails!

Out for blood,|we're lean and mean!

Bannon County's death machine!

Bannon Bantams! Bannon Bantams!

Go Bantams!

Bannon Bantams, power and might!

Bannon Bantams,|fight, fight, fight!


Bannon Bantams, we're the word!

You don't mess|with a mighty bird!

Down the court|we'll clean your clock!

Better not mess|with the fighting cock!

Bannon Bantams, Bannon Bantams!

Go Bantams!

Bannon Bantams, wings of steel!

Bannon Bantams,|kill, kill, kill!

Who was that? Don't even ask!

Big bad Bantams kick your ass!

Bannon Bantams, Bannon Bantams!

Go Bantams!


Go Bantams!

We are the champs!|We are the champs!

Tough as nails, hard as rocks!|We are Bannon's fighting c*cks!

How long can they keep this up?

Forever. They have a fight song|with the word "cock" in it.

Why aren't you sitting|with your honey?

Bannon County's death machine!

Someone should tell him he just|won the state championship.

I have a feeling|he didn't get to play enough.

Well, shouldn't you be|sitting with him?

After a game, he says|he needs to be with the guys.

You'd kill|his post-game bus high.

Basically. If they lose,|it's a totally different thing.

Can't pry him off me.


OK, everybody sit down.|Sit tight.

Son of a b*tch!

What in the hell|would you call that?

I don't know,|but whatever it is...

it's sharp as a son of a b*tch.

What in the hell|are we looking at?

Sharp enough to flatten a tire,|whatever it is.

You know how thick|that rubber is?

Have to be shot into it|like a bullet.

Jesus Christ! The damn thing|has got teeth in it!

They can't just whip the jack|out and pump this mother up?

The driver can't change a flat|on a bus.

-They need a mechanic.|-So?

So, do you see|any mechanics around here?

You sucked so bad today,|Deaundre...

they're probably saying|you gotta change the flat.

...where she'll|give us the latest update...

-lzzy!|-on a continuing story...

we call|"The Horror in Poho County."

Hey, Poho update!

Well, Peter,|the fire which gutted...

an old church south|of Pertwilla four days ago...

continues to offer up|a gruesome bounty.

County sheriffs|excavating the charred ruins...

say the body count is now up|well past three hundred.

County coroners|say the bodies were found...

stitched to each other...

covering the basement's|walls and ceiling.

One on-the-scene witness|called it...

"a human tapestry|of torture and sadism"...

and "a sight|he will never forget."

Sheila,|the details keep getting...

stranger and stranger|every day this week, it seems.

Any new information?

Some of the corpses|they have found...

had false teeth|made out of wood.

That means some of the bodies|they're finding down there...

are over two hundred years old.

But, Peter, it's|the condition of the cadavers...

that's|the strangest fact of all.

The county coroner's office|reported yesterday...

that they have yet to find|any one complete body.

-Believe that, man?|-No, they're making it up.

...missing an external limb|or an internal organ.

What connection this has--

This is 226, out on east 9.

We are down and disabled.|Home base, do you read me?

You get a good look|at the points on this thing?

It's either ivory|or some kind of bone.

Throw that damn thing away|before you need a tetanus shot.

This is Betty Gorman out on 226.

We are down and disabled|out on east 9.


Pop, it dropped something!


It was out in the corn, papa.

Here, look at it.

We are out on east 9. We are|down and disabled. Come back.

-What about Kimball, man?|-Say again.

This is 226. Anyone read me?

We are down and disabled|out on east 9. Come back.

We gotta be in some kind of|sun spot or something.

There's no signal getting out.

It's going to be dark|in about an hour.

Well, we still got five tires|on the ground which means...

we can probably limp home|if we keep the going slow.

Say again, this is 226.|Anyone read me?

All of you at the same time?

Lady cheerleaders!

That's not smoke I smell,|is it?


there's not a girl|in the world these days...

stupid enough|to kill themselves...

by sucking on cancer sticks,|am I right?

Back on the bus, ladies.

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