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Previously on Crystal Lake...

I heard the shit you pulled back in Newark.

Yeah, well, there's more to that damn story.

To think I used to look up to you.

Bri, what the hell is going on?

I'm in trouble.

You're from Bellflower. Right?

I know this shit is hard to believe,

but Bellflower tried to kidnap me

in broad daylight to cover this up.

There's only one person in the world who can tell us

and we got to get to her before they do.

I need you to make sense of this for me, Pam.

I never told anyone what I'm about to tell you.

I'm just trying to decide where to start.

- You're having a miscarriage. - What?

We're trying to get a second opinion.

I work for Bellflower Chemical.

It says here that the treatment is experimental.

He's getting the best possible care, Pam.

You are the ones making him sick!

This subject...

Trauma actually makes him stronger.

I am taking my son.

Where's Daddy?

Daddy was hurting you, sweetheart.

It's quite a story.

Well, it's the truth.

I know you guys might not believe me,

but it is the truth.

We believe you.

You do?

Goddamn right we do.

Right, Lee?

Lee.

Okay, so...

those men you killed...

The ones we found at the cave.

They were trying to drug me and bring me back to Bellflower.

I guess I just needed to hear from you.

I read the file.

I'm so sorry, Pam.

Goddamn them for putting you through all of that.

Where did you get this?

A guy named Lando.

Lando?

Ted Lando?

I tracked him down.

And he just gave this to you?

He sent it to me at the paper.

For what it's worth,

I'm pretty sure he had regrets.

We were supposed to meet, but...

they got to him first.

Barely got away myself.

I have to leave.

Pam!

You don't know how dangerous these people are.

They could have followed you.

They're gonna find me.

It's time to stop running.

We need to leave. All of us.

-You fought for this. - Shit, shit, shit.

You made yourself a whole new life here.

I'm not gonna let them take that away from you.

You saw that file. You know what they're capable of.

And you will never be safe until everybody knows.

Listen to me!

We'll take you to the station.

I'll take the statement.

First thing in the morning, we'll get you a lawyer.

Close the book on this for good.

You want me to turn myself in? What, are you crazy?

It's the only way that I can protect you.

I am not going back in a cage.

And I'm not asking.

Hmm.

Hmm-mm.

"Manhunt continues for Mary Ann Sacramoni."

So, one pretty little hippie did all that?

I don't get it.

I-- I-- I thought weed was supposed to make people mellow.

Morning.

What can I get you?

Coffee.

We got that.

Good morning.

It is now.

Good grief.

- Thank you. - My pleasure.

Mm. That's good.

To the last drop.

- Passing through? - Um...

No, I'm actually looking for someone.

- Oh? - Yeah. Uh, she's not listed,

but I believe she lives here in town.

Her name is Pamela?

Voorhees.

Voorhees?

That's the only Pamela we got.

No, yeah, that'd be her.

- Old friends? -Uh, we grew up together.

We reconnected over the phone a few months ago.

Uh, I understand she lives here, but I never got her address.

And then I was in Allentown on business,

so I just, you know, I figured I'd surprise her.

That's sweet.

So, uh, do you happen to know what her address is?

240 Croydon Road.

Off the 60.

240 Croydon Road.

All right. Thank you, friend.

Happy to help.

She could use some cheering up.

Year she's had.

- What's that? - Just...

all the craziness going on up at that camp where she works.

And everything last summer with her son.

Jason.

She didn't tell you?

No.

What?

All clear.

No one's here.

You want to check in with the office.

It's Bennett. We found the house.

No one's here.

The reporter?

What's the name?

Hmm. Mm-hmm.

Yeah, I'll tell him.

Got it.

Mr. Wittering. The reporter.

She has a brother here in town.

He's chief of police.

Ronald!

What?

Oh. What?

God damn it, I'm sleeping.

Don't you swear at me, goddamn it.

You got a visitor.

- What? -Thank you.

Hey.

Rita?

Hey.

Jesus, what time is it?

8:30. Sorry. Didn't mean to wake you.

I never saw your place before.

Well, this is it. Soak it in.

I, uh, uh...

Didn't I buy you those underwear?

What do you want?

I was having breakfast at Trudy's,

and, um--

One egg up, couple links, and a slice of rye toast.

What?

That's your order, right?

- Yeah. - Oh, yeah.

You think I'm an idiot, but I pay attention.

To you, anyway.

No, no, I don't think you're an idiot.

Hey, listen.

I was at Trudy's, and this guy came in.

An executive type looking for Pam.

- So? - So...

he ordered a coffee, and when he went to pay,

he pulled out a wad of bills.

Hundreds. Fifties.

Enos gave him her address before I could stop him,

and he just--

He didn't seem right.

You know how tuned in I am to people's energy.

- Yeah. - Yeah, so I just...

I don't know, I thought I should tell someone.

And you came to me?

Well, yeah.

You didn't tell anyone else?

Well, no. Should I have?

No, uh, no.

Hey, can you check on her?

- Yeah. Yeah. - Okay.

Don't worry your pretty little head about it.

You know, it's probably some bill collector or something,

but I'll check in on her.

Thanks.

Hey.

You can count on me.

I know.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, that's fine. But this...

This is urgent.

Yeah. Yeah, I understand that.

But that's not gonna work for me.

What time's he getting in?

Mm-mm.

Well, tell him that he's got a new client.

Yeah.

Thank you. All right.

The lawyer won't be in for a while.

You've been up all night.

You should lie down.

If you really want to protect me,

you need to let me go.

I know you think you can fix this,

wash me clean of everything I've done, but--

- Yeah, maybe I do. - No, you can't.

I'm never gonna be clean.

Okay.

So what?

What, you think I can't handle that?

When I worked in Newark,

some guys in my unit busted a stash house.

Drug money.

Lots of it.

When I showed up,

they were already hauling out to their cars.

Throwing it in their trunks, glove compartments.

Like it was never there.

In the end, I had to take something, too.

I couldn't not.

For my own safety. Alma's.

You understand what I'm saying?

Yeah.

Couple of years later, it all came out.

Most of the unit washed their money.

Me...

I sat on it.

Wasn't gonna spend a dime.

But then Alma got sick.

Most of her treatments weren't covered, so...

That dirty money brought us some years.

Then Internal Affairs traced some of the bills

back to me and, uh...

I could have ratted.

Strings got pulled.

I took the rap.

They let me resign and I came here.

Where nobody cared who I was before.

The point is...

I'm not exactly a Boy Scout.

It's okay, Lee.

You did exactly what you had to do.

Most people wouldn't understand that.

Come with me.

You and me, let's leave.

All right? Fresh start.

What, run away with you?

Why not?

Come on, I'm serious.

Lee?

Someone's here.

Shit.

What the hell is this?

Elias. Oh, God. Oh, God.

- Where you going? - I've got to get out.

- Lee! - Pam, not out the back.

They'll see you. Downstairs, both of you.

Right now. Downstairs.

- They're gonna find us. - Trust me, Pam. Get downstairs.

Morning.

How can I help you?

Good morning. My name is Elias Wittering.

My wife and son, uh...

they went missing.

Eight years ago.

My God.

I'm sorry. That's terrible.

Thank you. But I think I may have found them.

In fact, I think they may be right here in Crystal Lake.

Really?

Well, at least one of them.

She goes by the name Voorhees now.

Pamela Voorhees.

I know Miss Voorhees.

You said you were married to her?

Are married. We were never divorced.

She just disappeared one day with our son.

I'm sure you can imagine how painful that was.

I've never had kids.

But, yeah, I can imagine.

I'm sorry.

Thank you.

-Just out of curiosity... - Mm.

Why did she run off, you think?

Marital trouble?

Uh, little more complicated than that.

Oh.

It always is, right?

You must be very angry. I would be.

I just want to find them and bring them safely home.

I got an address, but there was no one there,

so I was hoping you could help.

I think, um...

Yeah, if I remember right,

Miss Voorhees was heading out of town on a little vacation.

Hmm.

- She had a rough year. -Oh.

-Her son-- - Our son. Jason.

I know what happened.

Of course.

I'm sorry for your loss.

No, my loss happened eight years ago

when she stole him from me.

Right.

So, um, vacation, you say?

Europe, I think.

Europe? Really?

- I think. - Mm-hmm.

I don't know for sure.

Such a small town.

I can't imagine there's anyone's business you don't know.

Did you file a report?

Hm?

You said eight years ago, she kidnapped your son.

I'm sure you got the law involved right away.

- No. -No?

Why not?

Uh, if we're being honest,

I suppose I was afraid of, um,

what she might do if she was made to feel cornered.

- If we're being honest. -Yeah, um...

it's important to me, Chief Brooks,

that, uh, we understand each other.

All right.

My wife is a sick woman.

With a long history of psychiatric problems.

She was violent.

Honestly, she was a danger to everyone around her

until we got her on the proper medications.

But, of course, we didn't know the side effects.

And like all young newlyweds, we were eager to conceive.

And as I'm sure you know, our son was born...

different.

Which only exacerbated her, uh, mental condition.

- I see. -Yeah.

She's a sick, sick woman

whom I still care for very deeply.

And all I want to do is get her back safely

under a doctor's care because, uh...

otherwise, without the proper medication and, uh, supervision,

there's no telling what she might do.

And you wouldn't want her actions on your conscience,

right, Chief Brooks?

No, sir, I would not.

We've had enough excitement around here

to last me a lifetime.

I'll tell you what.

Why don't you write down your number?

And I promise to give you a call the minute she returns.

Is there anyone else here right now?

No.

It's early yet.

You sure about that?

Like I said, leave your number

and I'll contact you as soon as she returns.

Now, if you excuse me, I got a town to run.

Shit.

What's this?

This is the extent of my resolve.

You're not even gonna try to buy me off, huh?

Just straight to the threats.

You don't really strike me as the type to take a bribe.

I don't much like being threatened either.

Uh-huh.

Okay, we're just gonna take a quick look around.

No, you gonna stay right there.

Unless you want to end up in a cell.

All right, no one needs to get hurt here, Mr. Brooks,

but this is happening.

It's Chief Brooks.

Which means I can shoot you.

Now, everyone, show me your hands. Nice and slow.

You're making a mistake.

Story of my life.

There's a couple pair of cuffs in that desk drawer over there.

You gonna reach in and you gonna hand them out.

And everybody's putting them on.

Hands!

Shit.

All right, everybody, take it easy.

Y'all better put them damn guns down, right goddamn now!

Now, with all due respect, Chief Brooks,

you've got four gun--

Five guns versus your one.

No matter what happens, you don't fare well.

You think you're just gonna walk inside of a police station,

kill a cop, and get away with it?

Well, if we're being honest, it wouldn't be the first time.

Then, I guess I'll make sure it's your last.

Wait.

Hi, honey.

Go back downstairs.

I'm not gonna let him hurt you, Lee.

I'm not gonna run anymore.

Lee? Hmm.

You two must be very close.

Leave him alone and I'll go with you.

Pam, please.

You are as beautiful as ever.

Will you get the car?

God damn it!

Damn it!

Get the car!

You move one step and I'll shoot him dead.

What the fuck is this?

Who are you?

Who am I? Who the hell are you, guy?

Dorf, get out of here.

Hey. Let the lady go.

What is this, fucking Camelot?

Get out of the way! We're gonna mow you down.

Hands!

Show me your hands.

The hell is that? A tiny frisbee?

Okay, it's not a frisbee, guy. It's a shuriken.

It's a Japanese throwing star.

One of five key tools in the deadly art of ninjitsu.

Come on, Dorf. If this ain't the time, man.

Just shoot him.

- Get her out! Go! -Lee!

Go! Move!

Get out of here! Go! Go!

Where's my gun? Where's my gun?

Lee?

Bri! Stay down there!

I can't see.

Chief!

Chief!

I got him.

- God. - No, no. Stay down there.

There's a first aid kit in the basement. Get it.

I'll call an ambulance.

Hey, hey, hey, hey.

No, no, no, no.

Stay. Stay.

- Pam. - They took her.

What the hell's going on, Chief?

You've got to go after them.

Uh, this is Officer Dorfman, Crystal Lake P.D.

I need an ambulance now. We have an officer down.

And I need an A.P.B. on a Dodge Polara

headed west, out of town.

License plate P-F-2-6-4-6.

You got the plate?

Yeah, I caught it on my way in.

Yeah, good man.

Learned from the best.

Easy, easy, easy.

Yep, keep pressure.

Shit.

You're okay.

Where are you taking me?

Elias, I've kept your secrets for eight years.

I'll never say a word to anyone.

Please. He's gone now. Just let me go.

Is he?

Your townie friends said they never did find a body.

God damn it!

It's completely soaked.

Does anyone have anything that I can-- Ah!

What the hell is that?

Look out!

Ah!

Pam!

Get her! Get her!

She couldn't have gotten far.

Check that way.

Ray?

Ray, is that you?

The fuck?

It's over, Pam.

Let's go home.

I'm not going back.

You're gonna have to kill me.

Well, why-- why would I want to kill you?

You're the mother of my child.

Your child?

You were torturing him.

No, I was helping him

achieve his potential.

That is what a father does.

Oh, jeez. I mean, Pam...

Do you have any idea what--

what he could have meant to the world?

That was ten years of research down the drain.

And who do you think took the blame?

I...

He had purpose.

And you stole that from him.

And you brought him to this filthy town

where mother of the year that you are, you let him drown!

Again.

Hello, Jason.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

Wait.

You've gotten so big.

It's...

It's all right.

Jason?

Here.

Take-- take it off. Take-- take off the bag.

Well, here...

It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

Look, I'm not gonna-- I'm not gonna hurt you.

Okay?

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Shh, shh, shh.

You-- Do you remember me?

I'm Daddy.

You don't remember?

Okay. It's okay. It's fine. It's okay.

Shh, shh, shh, shh, shh.

Oh, my beautiful boy. Mm-hmm.

I found you.

We're, uh, we're all gonna go home now. All of us together.

We're-- we're all gonna be a family again.

No, Jason. He wants to hurt you.

He wants to lock you away and hurt you.

Don't you listen to her. She doesn't--

she doesn't understand, but she will, okay?

I promise you.

Daddy made you strong.

There is so much more to learn.

There's so much more that we're going to do together, huh?

So you come.

No, Jason.

Mommy is talking to you.

- Look at me. -Don't you listen to her.

You come with me.

Yeah.

Yeah. Daddy's here.

Mm-hmm.

No.

Hmm.

All right. All right.

All right.

All right.

Easy, Easy.

Stop!

Stop!

Stop it.

Wait, wait, wait. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Please, Jason.

I know I promised that I would...

I would never let anything happen to you again.

I promised you that I would always be there

to protect you, and I wasn't.

I wasn't there. I'm sorry.

Please forgive me.

Jason, can you forgive me?

Please.

It's okay, Mommy.

I forgive you. I love you.

Oh.

I love you, too.

My sweet, sweet boy. I love you so, so much.

Come here. Come to Mommy.

Come here.

Mommy loves you so much.

I love you.

♪ So many cheer... ♪

We're gonna camp.

You're gonna learn to hunt and fish.

These are gonna be your woods.

These woods are mine!

Jason.

No!

I got you, you murderous son of a bitch, I got you.

Get out of the way!

- No! - I've got to finish it.

Don't you dare touch my son! He's just a boy!

That ain't him no more. Can't you see that?

-Where'd he go? -He's gone.

You can't hurt him.

None of you can.

Not anymore.

Jason is strong.

My son is stronger than anybody ever gave him credit for.

You better just stay away.

- What? -Stay away from the lake.

And the camp.

These woods are ours now.

You're crazy.

It all started when that kid drowned last summer.

I'll never forget the sound of his mom screaming.

Ever since then it's like...

It's like someone put a curse on this town.

We started to realize that

folks would go into these woods and never come out.

The cops would find them in pieces.

Or cut open like pigs.

There's something in these woods.

Some people say it's a ghost of Jason Voorhees.

Angry at everyone who thought he was a freak

and let him drown.

But whatever's really out there...

it's not a kid.

It's probably not even human.

And all it knows how to do...

is kill.

Kill.

Kill.

Ah!

You're acting like it's just a story,

but that stuff really happened.

People died, Steve.

-People we knew. -You know what?

This place is fucking creeping me out.

I'm getting the hell out of here.

What? Come on.

Look, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that.

It's a story.

What? I miss Barry and Claudette too.

I'm not a jerk.

Guys. Guys, come on.

I got a whole other sixer for us. It's imported.

You know how much that stuff cost?

There's no way any of it's true, though.

Right?