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BILL: I don't understand it. I just filled up the gas tank 20 miles ago.

WIFE: Well, it's empty now, Bill.

(THROWS KEYS)

Hey.

Just wondering if you could help me out. My wife...

...my wife and I, we ran out of gas down the road.

Could you give me a lift back to the station?

Whoa.

It's really fortunate I ran into you.

(CLOSES DOOR)

Trevor Moorehouse.

(SAW WHIRRING)

(GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

(SAW WHIRRING)

(GRUNTS)

No! No!

(SCREAMING) No!

(PUNK ROCK SONG PLAYING)

WHITNEY: How could he drive with a chainsaw for a right hand?

It was his left hand. And I'm telling you it happened.

It's well documented.

Trevor Moorehouse. The guy's legendary in these parts.

Yeah, I mean, I heard something about that.

Bullshit. It's camp-lore.

There's no such person as Trevor Moorehouse.

I guess that's what we'll tell ourselves when we're trying to sleep at night.

(TOBE WHIMPERING) (CHUCKLING)

(ALL LAUGHING)

How you doing back there, Jewels?

I'm fine.

I'm really glad you decided to come.

Contrary to what your father would have you believe.

I'm not the big bad wolf, Jewels.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(GRUNTING)

Hey.

Let's see.

Dean, Whitney,

Jason, Julie, and Tobe.

Wow! Do you bend spoons, too?

(ALL LAUGHING)

I recognize you from your applications.

I'm Patrick. How's it going?

How are you doing?

I'll be your boss for the next six weeks.

Hey, who else is here?

BRAD: Hey, Patrick, what do you want us to do with these paint cans?

WHITNEY: Uh-oh. Hey, Brad.

This is Julie, Whitney, Jason...

Yeah. Yeah, we've met.

Look, I didn't know he was going to be up here.

Maybe this isn't such a good idea.

Yeah, maybe it isn't.

Somebody wanna fill me in here?

Jason and I used to run track against each other at school.

Last time we ran for qualifications,

he broke his knee 10 yards from the finish line.

Yeah, it's funny. I don't recall us last time you raced.

So I guess most of you know each other.

Hey. - How you doing?

Hey, guys. - Hey.

Hey.

Look, I'm sorry there's some bad history here, guys.

But we got a job to do.

Is this gonna be a problem?

No problem here.

No. No problem.

Good. 'Cause we got a lot of work ahead of us.

Dean and Jason, you guys help me move this wood.

And you three can get started on the food.

All right? Truck's outback.

TOBE: It frightens me to think that my diet for the next eight weeks

will consist primarily of cream, spinach and Mrs. Pete's Tater Tots.

Ugh, not me. I'm sticking with what I know.

Ritz Crackers and peanut butter.

Basic building blocks of a well-rounded eating disorder.

Wow. No shortage of knives in here.

Look at this.

More than I can say for the rest of the kitchen.

It's pretty bare, isn't it?

Where do you think these go?

Probably in the pantry.

I think I saw it over there.

Jesus! You can cut diamonds with the stuff in here.

Tobe, the door!

Well, don't look at me. I didn't know it locked from the outside.

There was sign posted on the door.

(SIGHS)

It's summer, all right.

I'm not exactly looking for a reason to read.

(BANGING ON DOOR)

Hey, Whit!

So, Dean, am I a happy camper?

Have I ever let you down?

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

Oh, yeah. (LAUGHS)

Whose is this?

Oh, it's Tobe's.

He brought it to scare the kids.

(LAUGHING)

Get that out of here.

(BANGING CONTINUES)

(SIGHS)

Are you mad?

No, I'm not mad.

Well, you know if it comes down to it,

I'm willing to be with you carnally.

In order to stay warm, of course.

(LAUGHING) Tobe!

Word of advice for the summer...

Try and plan your hookups in room temperature or above.

You'll never get a girl to take her shirt off in the refrigerator.

Hey! Watch the footing there, Whit.

Dean, I swear to God, I'm gonna kill you.

What's the matter?

Whitney doesn't know how to swim.

No way!

Thanks, Dean.

Hey, wait, hold up, I'll help you guys.

Okay, on the count of three.

One, two, three.

Nice work today, guys.

This is the last one.

Just a little more. - Okay.

Yeah, this is good.

Okay, on three.

One, two, three.

Everybody, meet Drew Zemke.

Drew, this is Whitney, Dean,

Jason, Julie, and Tobe.

Hi, everybody.

ALL: Hey. - Hey, how's it going?

Julie, you and Drew will be co-counselors.

Cool.

So, where are you from?

All over. We moved around a lot.

Boston most recently.

What about you?

Small town. About two-and-a-half hours south of here.

Small towns are great.

Yeah, if you don't have to live in one.

Well, try living in a city for a while,

after that, you really crave the peace of a small place.

I don't know.

Oh, come on. Everybody knows your name.

All those deep, dark, hidden secrets

that everybody tries to ignore...

That's good? (SCOFFS)

Okay. Where else have you lived?

That's it. I've lived there all my life.

Julie, I have to go back.

I forgot my camper list.

I'll meet you back up at the cabins.

(GASPS)

You scared me.

There's danger in these woods.

Excuse me?

Nelson's come back for revenge.

JULIE: Hey, Patrick.

Hey, Julie.

I thought you said these woods were uninhabited.

As far as I know, they are.

I just saw an old man off the trail.

Oh, that must have been Henry.

Yeah, he used to run the camp up here years ago.

Back when I was a camper.

That was before the Alzheimer's kicked in.

(SHAKING) - (LAUGHS)

He didn't scare you, did he?

Uh, no.

Here. Take one of these, will you?

Sure. - Thanks.

JULIE: "You were right about this place.

"It really is beautiful up here.

"I miss you, Dad. Write me.

"Love, Julie."

Is that your mom?

She's really pretty.

Yeah.

She, um...

She died recently.

Wow.

I'm sorry.

I lost one of my parents, too.

Yeah?

Yeah.

(KNOCKING ON WINDOW)

(GASPS)

(LAUGHING)

Don't do that.

Hey, everybody's meeting out by the lake.

You wanna come?

Yeah. (CHUCKLES)

(CHUCKLING)

Don't you wanna come?

Nah, not tonight.

I'm a little out of it.

I was thinking I might just catch up on my sleep.

Next time? - Yeah, next time.

Hey, but do you mind if I check my email?

Not at all. Go for it.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

So, anybody wanna play Bloody Murder?

How do you play?

JASON: Well, the rules are simple.

As in the best of games, one person is "it."

That person runs off to hide

as the rest of the group waits by home base and counts till midnight.

1:00, 2:00, 3:00, etcetera.

At midnight they break off in separate directions

and try to find "it."

Whoever manages to find "it" first, yells, "Bloody murder."

And everybody runs back to home base.

But if "it" manages to attack anyone

before they reach home base,

that person is "it" next game,

and the whole thing starts over again.

Sounds fun. Let's play.

All right. Well, you need a big group to make it work.

I'm in.

Yeah, all right.

I'll play. - Tobe?

Why not.

Okay.

Jewels?

What is this, kindergarten?

Come on.

Yeah, okay.

Brad?

Hmm, I don't think so.

Come on, it's just a game.

All right. - JASON: Awesome.

All right, I'll be "it" this round.

Let's make that tree over there base.

Oh, and you guys,

remember to keep an eye out for Trevor Moorehouse.

We're playing in his backyard.

Jason, just show yourself so we can get this over with.

I hate this stupid game.

Mmm.

(GRUNTS)

(SCREAMS)

Relax, it's only me.

You loser! You scared the shit out of me.

Whit, was that you?

Sorry. False alarm.

What else is new.

(LAUGHING)

Brad, buddy, why don't you look over there.

I got this area covered.

Yeah, all right.

Douche bag.

Brad...

Could you yell, "Bloody murder" for me?

(EXHALES)

(GASPS) Jesus Christ!

No. No.

No! No!

(LAUGHS)

Very funny.

That was Shakespeare, man. Did you see his face?

Hey, man, no hard feelings.

Oh, shit.

What happened?

Oh, we were playing a joke on Brad and he tripped.

Are you okay?

Yeah. I'll be fine.

I better get him back up to the cabin.

Hey, man, I really am sorry.

It's okay, don't sweat it.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Look, why don't you at least just hear me out?

Or else what? You'll punch me in the stomach?

Look, you know things have been a little crazy for me lately

and Brad Thompson showing up doesn't exactly help.

Jewels, I thought...

I thought coming up here would help me get away from everything.

But instead, it's just made matters worse.

Look, I'll apologize first thing in the morning.

I promise. I was a jerk.

I just... I can't handle your being mad at me right now.

Come on, I love you, Jewels.

What am I gonna do with you?

Hi. - Hi.

How was your night?

Nightmare is more like it.

Well, do you want to talk about it?

No, I don't think so.

I'm just really tired.

(LAUGHING) It's a habit I picked up

while I was living in Guam.

Helps me relax.

Do you smoke?

No.

I mean, I have, I just don't do it regularly.

(UNZIPPING)

(URINATING)

(EXHALES IN RELIEF)

Oh, give it to her, Jas.

Shit!

(GRUNTS) (ZIPPING)

Unbelievable.

Do you wanna smoke?

No, thanks, I really shouldn't.

Well, let me know if you change your mind.

I will.

Good night. - Good night.

Tobe, did Jason stop by your cabin this morning to apologize?

He told me... - No.

And I'm not so sure we should be talking in public.

Wouldn't want to give anybody the idea

I was trying to put my tongue down your throat.

Come on, Tobe, don't be like that.

(SIGHS)

Hey, Whit, have you seen Jason around?

No, sorry, haven't seen him.

Dean, have you seen Jason this morning?

We had a fight last night.

And I haven't been able to find him ever since.

No, I haven't seen him.

He mentioned something last night about blowin' off camp.

Hitting the road for a while.

Patrick... - Hey, Julie.

I'm worried about Jason.

We had a fight last night

and this morning he's nowhere to be seen.

I checked his bed and it hasn't even been slept in.

Has he ever taken off like this before?

Well, yeah.

Then he's probably trying to scare you.

I wouldn't worry too much about it.

Maybe.

Don't you think we should call the police or something?

Whoa.

Police can't do anything until he's been missing at least 24 hours.

Look, I'm... I'm sure he'll show up by dinner time.

If he doesn't, I'll call the Sheriff.

But in the meantime, don't let it get to you.

The kids are gonna be here in three days

and we still got a ton of stuff to do.

Okay. - Okay?

Come on, we'll just...

we'll just go out a little ways.

I don't know.

Look, we're friends now, Whit.

Don't you trust your friends?

Okay. But just until I say we head back.

You got it. - Okay.

This is far enough.

We did have some good times together too, though, didn't we?

Yeah.

In the beginning.

I just wonder if we can work on it some and...and make it better.

I mean, I know I can change. I just...

I just need to feel like I'm getting the same effort from you.

Dean, I wanna go back.

Don't you think we could give it another shot?

Dean, this isn't funny. Take me back.

I saw you last night, Whit.

What are you talking about?

He was my best friend.

Couldn't you pick someone else?

Stop it, Dean! I mean it.

(SCREAMING)

Dean, wait, please come back!

Grab the oar, Whitney, I'll pull you in.

(GRUNTING)

(COUGHING)

You all right?

Just take me back.

(PANTING)

Julie...

Any sign of Jason yet?

No. I'm getting really worried.

Yeah, I talked to Dean and he said

the last time they talked last night,

Jason mentioned something about taking off for a while?

Did Jason mention anything about that to you?

No. But we had a fight.

Patrick, Dean is acting really strange by the lake today.

DREW: Yeah. - Strange how?

Like scary strange.

He was out in the canoe with Whitney.

I know he knows she can't swim.

He tipped the canoe over anyway.

It looked really odd to me.

All right, I'll keep an eye on him. Thanks.

Thanks, Patrick.

Oh, and Julie, don't worry about Jason.

I'm sure he'll show up when we least expect him.

All right.

(WOMAN SCREAMING)

Somebody let me out of here, please.

Please help me!

Help me, please!

(WOMAN PANTING)

(BEEPS)

(SIGHS)

Have you seen my lighter?

Thanks.

(BEEPS)

TOM: "Hi, Sweetie. Nothing to report from this end.

"Glad you're having fun.

"Love, Dad."

(MOVIE CONTINUES)

I'm gonna go get something to eat. Do you want anything?

I'm good, thanks. - Okay.

(ELECTRICITY CRACKLING)

(SIGHS) Very funny.

Now, take off your mask and show yourself.

(SCREAMING)

(SCREAMING)

Hey.

Whitney disappeared last night.

(SIGHS)

SHERIFF: So, let me get this straight.

You're now telling me that there's two camp counselors missing.

I'm afraid so.

Well, why didn't you report the other kid missing yesterday?

Well, he had a fight with his girlfriend early last night and...

Well, you know how these 18-year-old teenagers are.

Yeah, working around these camps made sure of that.

Sheriff...

This maybe way off, but...

Could there be anything to these Trevor Moorehouse stories?

(SCOFFS)

Son, I've been working in and around Placid Pines for 20 years now,

and I've seen a lot of strange things,

but I've never seen one iota of evidence

that Trevor Moorehouse exists.

But, then, anything out of the ordinary happens,

it's, "Trevor Moorehouse is back for revenge."

And, "Trevor Moorehouse stole my cat."

And, "Trevor Moorehouse smashed my car."

Take it from me, there is no such person as Trevor Moorehouse.

SHERIFF: So, the last anybody saw of her,

she was heading into this room?

Yeah, that's right.

What time was that?

Uh...

About 10:30.

Hmm.

Well, there's no sign of a struggle.

Is there anything missing?

Um, not so far as I know.

Hmm.

Anybody at the campsite give the girl any trouble? A boyfriend?

Ex-boyfriend, maybe?

Yeah. Yeah.

SHERIFF: So, you don't have any idea

what might have happened to Whitney last night?

Wish I could help you.

Well, if you don't mind me asking, Dean...

Where were you at approximately 10:30 last night?

10:30? - Mmm-hmm.

I was in the mess hall watching the movie.

You have anybody that can vouch for you?

Tobe. I helped him set up the movie.

TOBE: Yeah, Dean was there.

But we set up the VCR and screen just before we started the movie.

That was at 10:00 sharp.

I know that because I programmed my watch to beep on the hour.

(WATCH BEEPING)

So, you can account for Dean's whereabouts

from 10:30 until midnight last night?

Well, not exactly.

I... I can account for his whereabouts at 10:00 p.m.

And then again after 11:43 p.m. last night.

You see, the VCR we were using is kind of a piece of shit...

Oh. Can I say that to a cop?

Anyways, I sat next to it just in case the film got caught.

And Dean was sitting a coupla chairs behind me.

The movie was Sleepover Camp Massacre 14.

It's a summer camp slasher movie.

It has a running time of an hour and 43 minutes.

It's... It's relatively long for movies in this genre.

I'm gonna go get something to eat. Do you want anything?

I'm good, thanks. - Okay.

TOBE: It's at least possible that Dean seeing Whitney leave her seat,

could have snuck out of the other side of the cabin.

And... And followed her into the kitchen.

Given that Whitney had to walk over people and around the screen,

Dean would have had about 30 seconds on her to reach the kitchen.

This would have given him just enough time to get ready for her.

It's about 10:32 now, and Whitney enters the kitchen.

Not seeing anybody, she continues into the pantry.

Seconds later, while Whitney was searching for something to eat,

Dean could have come up from behind her in the pantry.

Very funny.

Now, take off your mask and show yourself.

At this point, it will be about 10:35.

That's an hour and seven minutes before the movie ends.

This would have given Dean more than enough time

to brutally murder Whitney,

dispose of the body,

clean up the pantry,

and return to his seat before the tail credits rolls.

But, of course, that's just a theory.

Nice! I'm gonna set you down over there.

Dean!

I'm gonna have to ask you to come in to the station with me

for some more questioning.

Listen, Brad, about the other night...

Don't worry about it.

Some people just have your number

and there's nothing you can do about it.

I guess.

Besides... (CHUCKLES)

It's nothing compared to the crazy shit

that used to pull up here when my dad was a counselor.

So, you're a second generation CPP as well.

Oh, yeah. (BOTH CHUCKLE)

Seems like everybody raised in our town

did time at Camp Placid Pines.

Father or mother? My father.

I was hearing about these woods before I could even walk.

(LAUGHS)

I'm glad to hear I'm not the only one

who's fated to work at this place.

What's going on?

Whitney disappeared last night

and the Sheriff wants to ask Dean some questions.

You don't think he did anything to her, do you?

Julie, I don't know what to think.

There you are.

I was really starting to get worried.

Oh, hi.

Hi.

I guess I needed to runaway for a little while.

Well, what's on your mind?

I don't know. (SNIFFLES) Everything.

My mom, Jason.

Now Whitney.

This summer isn't exactly turning out as I expected.

Well, is there anything I could do to help?

You wouldn't by any chance have one of those

Guam cigarettes on you, would you?

(LAUGHS)

Actually, I brought one with me.

Just in case.

(BOTH CHUCKLING)

(COUGHING)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

You okay?

My father would kill me if he knew I was doing this.

I won't tell if you won't.

(EXHALES)

It just doesn't seem fair.

Seventeen years.

I was just getting to know her, you know.

Yeah. I never got to meet my dad.

He died before I was born.

Jeez, listen to me.

I'm sorry. Don't be.

Misery comes in lots of different forms.

It's all miserable.

(SNIFFLES)

Do you ever feel cheated?

Well, sometimes I get angry.

I seek out other people to blame for my father's death.

My therapist calls it transference.

It's where I feel too guilty to blame him,

so I look out for other people to be angry with.

(CHUCKLES)

Your toes are beautiful.

Thanks.

It's called mehndi.

It's a form of body painting I learned while living in India.

I can do yours if you want.

I'd like that.

I'm telling you, I have no idea of what happened

to Jason and Whitney.

As I said before,

they hooked up by the lake, the night that Jason disappeared.

Took off like he said he was gonna do,

got bored and came back for Whitney.

(SIGHS)

Okay, Dean,

I've got three officers out there

combing the area for Jason and Whitney right now.

I've notified the state police of the disappearance.

And if they're out there, we'll find them.

I'm sorry.

I'm gonna have to hold you overnight.

(SIGHS) Oh.

(SHOWER RUNNING)

Nice going, Drew.

(TURNS OFF SHOWER)

(GASPS)

Nelson's come back to even the score.

Sorry, I...

Ask Tommy McConnell what really happened to Nelson that night.

How do you know my dad's name?

JULIE: "There's an old man up here named Henry.

"Patrick said that he used to run the camp years ago.

"Anyway, he knew your name

"and asked me to ask you what really happened to Nelson.

"Any idea what he was talking about?

"Miss you. Love, Jewels."

(BEEPS)

So, what do you guys think is going on around here anyway?

Simple. I think that Dean got dumped by Whitney.

He couldn't handle it, went psycho on her. End of story.

I've known Dean a long time.

I don't think he's capable of anything like that.

I still think we're overlooking the obvious here.

And what's that?

Trevor Moorehouse is back for revenge.

Get out of here.

I'm not kidding. I heard this guy was real.

Okay, who's Trevor Moorehouse?

DOUG: The camp boogeyman.

Look, take it for whatever it's worth.

But my older sister swears she knows someone

whose brother's friend disappeared up here

coupla years ago during the summer.

What is this? Six degrees of mutilation?

There's no such person as Trevor Moorehouse.

That's what my sister said she told that guy a few years ago.

The night he disappeared.

(EXHALES DEEPLY)

Where you going?

Set up the archer range for first activity.

I thought one of us should take responsibility for this camping.

Good thinking.

Oh, hey, Brad...

What?

Don't forget to lookout for Trevor Moorehouse.

(LAUGHS)

(GRUNTS)

(BEEPS)

(BEEPS)

TOM: "Hi, Sweetie.

"I don't remember anyone named Nelson being at the camp when I was there.

"Henry must have had me confused with someone else.

"Hope you're having fun."

"Love, Dad."

Brad!

Brad!

(PHONE RINGING)

Sheriff Wilson.

I see.

Uh-huh.

I'll be right down.

SHERIFF: Dean!

I'm sorry about the confusion.

Yeah, whatever.

Don't get too used to the idea of having me around.

So, you say that Jason had a beef with Brad Thompson.

That's right.

Brad was the last person Jason competed against

in track before he blew his knew out.

Jesus!

Some of these kids are taking their sports way too serious today.

Don't worry, Patrick, we're gonna catch Jason.

I've got every officer in the state working to make that happen.

Well, that's great. What shall we do about the camp in the meantime.

Well, I don't think you'll have anymore trouble,

but just in case,

I'll put a man down there on Von Road across from the arch way.

Anything suspicious, you just give a holler, he'll come running.

Great. Thanks, Sheriff. Sure.

What's going on with the police car out front?

Well, the Sheriff thought it might be a good idea

if somebody kept an eye on the camp.

It's just a precaution.

TOBE: Of course, this is so obvious.

We're at a sleepover camp.

Naturally, the killer had to be Jason.

What's he talking about?

Julie, Brad disappeared earlier today.

The Sheriff thinks Jason might have had something to do with it.

That's crazy. I don't believe it.

Well, come on, Julie, we all saw the look in his eyes

when he discovered that Brad was up here for the summer.

He was upset.

Jason couldn't possibly do anything to hurt anyone.

Oh, great. I'm a dead man.

The one guy I pissed off this summer

had to be a psychotic killer named Jason, no less.

There's got to be some other explanation.

I hope there is, believe me.

But in the meantime, we can't be too careful.

Patrick, can I talk to you alone?

Um, sure.

Tobe, why don't you head back down to the lake

and make sure the canoes are secured.

Oh, sure.

You know, this is a great time for me to be walking to the camp alone.

Why don't you just paste a sign on my back

that says, "Please kill next."

Go.

Henry said something to me by the showers yesterday.

He said, "Nelson's come back to even the score."

Then he told me to ask my dad what really happened that night.

Do you know what he's talking about?

No. Henry's sick, Julie.

He doesn't always make complete sense as we know it.

I'll tell you what, I'll go through the camp archives

and look for this... Nelson.

Right. If that will make you feel any better.

Thanks.

I wouldn't get your hopes up though.

Henry's always saying one thing or another

and nine times out of ten it's meaningless.

DREW: "Hi, Julie. I went down to the lake for a swim.

"Come join me. Drew."

(LEAVES RUSTLING)

(TWIGS SNAPPING)

(BRAKES SCREECHING)

Jesus Christ, McConnell!

What the hell do you think you're doing?

(PANTING) Nothing. I...

I thought I saw an animal in the woods.

Great. Now I gotta deal with a flat.

Are you going somewhere?

Far away from this fucking place as possible.

What do you think is going on up here?

(SIGHS)

I think somebody is playing a rather elaborate prank on us.

It's like that Bloody Murder joke we played on Brad the other night.

My old man told me they used to run that gag every year up here.

Hey, have you seen Henry around?

Not lately. But you could probably catch him up at his house.

Uh, McConnell, I can give you a ride back to the camp

if you don't mind waiting.

No, it's okay. I'll walk.

Hey! The camp's back that way.

Everyone's whacked at this place.

Oh, by the way, I saw your boyfriend

slam-tackling my ex-girlfriend by the lake the other night.

Just thought you'd want to know.

(CHOKING)

Julie! Julie!

(GROANING)

(EXHALES)

Henry?

Henry, if you're in there,

I... I'd like to speak to you.

Creepy old cottage.

I guess this is the right place.

JULIE: "Thing are getting a little creepy out here.

"Jason took off a few days ago.

"And now, Whitney and Brad are missing.

"I found a picture of you when you were a counselor here.

"You're standing right next to a camper named Nelson Hammond.

"Are you sure you don't remember him?

"Please call me as soon as you get this message.

"Love, Jewels."

DREW: There you are. (GASPS)

We missed you down at the lake.

Sorry. I got a little sidetracked.

That's all right.

Is this your towel? Yeah.

I found it on the path down by the lake.

Thanks. Sure.

SHERIFF: Does Jason have a shoe that matches this print?

Well, yeah, he does, but...

That's it.

Jason Hathaway is our boy.

I'll notify his parents and I'll triple our efforts.

It always helps to know who you're looking for.

Thanks, Sheriff.

Patrick, I went by Henry's place and I found something.

See, right there, that was my dad 25 years ago.

And according to this,

that was a camper named Nelson Hammond.

Julie, you gotta start facing the facts here.

You've got a jilted boyfriend out there

with a history of violent behavior.

Who's trying to make your life very unpleasant.

Look, if you don't feel...

If you don't feel comfortable

staying up here until this is resolved, I'd understand.

I'll probably go out of my mind if you left,

but I'd understand.

Hi, Dad, it's me again.

Look, there's something I need to talk to you about.

It's kind of important.

Please give me a call tonight when you go home.

I'll be up for a while. Bye.

(BEEPS)

JULIE: "Nelson Hammond.

"12-year-old Nelson Hammond taken to hospital

"after mysterious accident at Camp Placid Pines.

"August 1, 1974.

"12-year-old Nelson Hammond was rushed to the hospital Saturday,

"after nearly drowning in Lake Placid Pines.

"Counselors report he was playing a game of Bloody Murder

"when the accident occurred."

Have you seen my scissors?

Uh... Yeah.

Thanks.

"July 2, 1981.

"Nelson Hammond was committed

"to the Carpenter County Medical Institution yesterday

"for the murder of his former camp counselor, Bill Anderson.

"When asked if he were remorseful for the murder,

"Hammond replied only, 'Have you ever played Bloody Murder?'

"Bill Anderson is survived by his pregnant wife, Patricia."

(BEEPING)

Where you going?

To check the phone in the office.

The one in our room is not working.

Do you want me to come with you.

No, thanks, I'll be fine.

If the phone starts working and my dad calls,

let him know I'll be right back, okay?

Sure. Thanks.

Julie, wait, Julie!

(PANTING)

Hello?

(BANGING ON DOOR)

Hello?

JASON: Open the door. I'm not gonna hurt you.

Somebody help me.

Hey, open the door.

Jason?

Jewels, let me explain.

Jason!

It's not what you think.

No!

Dean threatened to tell you about me and Whitney by the lake

the other night if I didn't leave.

I couldn't risk losing you.

The next think I know my picture's everywhere and the cops are after me.

Julie, you've gotta believe me.

Jason, how could you?

I didn't do anything.

Look, you gotta help me.

Just... Just open the door and we'll talk.

Open the door, Julie.

Julie, open the door.

You did the right thing, Julie.

Well, that should be the end of trouble in Camp Placid Pines for a while.

JULIE: What time is it?

It's late.

I didn't wanna wake you.

You seemed really tired.

Hey, did my Dad ever call back?

No. I didn't hear from him.

What happened to you last night?

Jason came back.

Ew. Creepy.

Yeah.

Are you all right?

It's weird, but I think I am.

Well, that's good. I'm glad.

(CHUCKLES)

Listen, Tobe and I have to go down

and finish setting up the obstacle course.

Do you wanna come?

Sure. In a minute. There's something I need to check first.

All right. Well, take your time.

(BEEPS)

(BEEPS)

TOM: " Hi, Sweetheart.

"I had to leave town suddenly on business yesterday.

"I hope you weren't trying to reach me.

"I'll be back tomorrow and we can talk.

"Take good care of yourself. I miss you.

"Love, Dad.

"P.S. Now that you've mentioned it,

"I do remember Nelson Hammond. What ever happened to him?"

Here you go. Thanks.

How's it coming? Good.

We're almost finished.

Do you wanna give it a run?

I'm game.

All right. I just need, like, five minutes to finish marking the course. Okay?

Uh, Julie, I just wanna let you know I understand how painful breakups can be

and I'm here if you need someone to talk to.

Or perhaps a rebound relationship.

Thanks, Tobe. You're a good friend.

"Friend." (SCOFFS)

You think she's ready? Probably.

Wish me luck.

Just stay within the orange markers.

Okay.

(LAUGHS)

(CREAKING)

Oh, shit!

Julie! Are you all right?

I think so. Ouch.

I don't understand it.

Tobe and I tested that rope together.

That's okay, I'm fine.

What happened?

The rope broke, Julie fell.

It's okay, really, I'm fine.

Doug, have you seen the tug-of-war rope around here anywhere?

Yeah, I stashed it in the back office when we first got up here.

I looked back there. I couldn't find it.

Hmm. Well, I'll tell you what.

I'll look for the tug-of-war rope,

you take this stuff to the picnic area.

Deal. All right? Cool.

Oh, speaking of lost items...

You haven't seen a pair of black boots laying around, have you?

I misplaced it the first day I got up here.

Sorry, I haven't seen 'em.

(DOOR SLAMS SHUT)

(GROANING)

Oh, my God!

(GASPING)

Ouch!

I'm sorry. Is it any better?

(SIGHS) Yeah, a little.

Oh, I almost forgot. I have something for you.

It's just a little something to commemorate our summer together.

It's beautiful.

(CHUCKLING) Thanks.

Drew I wanna tell you.

I feel really lucky to have been partnered with you.

I don't know what I would have done

these past coupla days without you.

Oh, I'm lucky, too.

Here we are, five days into the summer

and I already have a new best friend.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

Here.

So, what do you guys think they're gonna do with Jason?

Well, if memory serves me correctly,

they'll probably have to incinerate him.

And then bury him in an ancient Indian burial ground

to destroy him. (LAUGHS)

Sheriff Wilson said they're gonna hold him for a while,

until Whitney and Brad show up.

Yeah, but I like my version a lot better.

Do you think he did anything to him?

I don't know.

At first, I wouldn't have thought so,

but now I'm not so sure.

Have you guys seen Doug today?

Yeah, I saw him about an hour ago.

He was looking for a pair of shoes

he lost up here the first day.

Any of you guys seen 'em?

Not my style.

Haven't seen 'em.

Oh, me neither.

Hey, I'm gonna load the paintball guns.

Anyone care to join me in a test duel. Huh?

(LAUGHS) Pass. Thanks.

Chicks.

Hey, Jewels, how's your knee?

It's much better. Good.

(CAR APPROACHING)

Dad? (CHUCKLES)

Hey! Hey.

Oh.

What are you doing here?

I got your messages last night

when I didn't hear from you, well...

Hi.

You must be Julie's dad.

I've heard a lot about you.

Dad, this is Drew Zemke.

Drew's my partner for this summer.

Oh, hi, Drew. It's a pleasure to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

So, Julie tells me you used to be a counselor up here.

About 100 years ago.

Well, couldn't have been that long ago.

Patrick!

Come meet my dad.

Hi, I'm Patrick. I'm Tom.

Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you.

Um, Julie, have you seen my camper's list?

I've... I've looked everywhere.

Well, I have a copy in my cabin.

Let me get it for you.

Great, thanks.

Take care. Nice talking to you.

Duty calls.

Julie, do you want me to get it for you?

I'd better go. It's under a bunch of things.

Hey! Why don't you show my dad around?

I'll meet you guys at the lake in 20?

Are you sure?

Yeah, go ahead.

"Kevin Thompson,

"Whitney Chambers,

"Becky Chambers,

"Drew Zemke.

"Mother, Patricia Zemke.

"Father, Bill Anderson?"

DREW: Sometimes I get angry.

I seek out other people to blame for my father's death.

My therapist calls it transference.

TOM: "Hi, Sweetie."

DREW: "I don't remember anyone named Nelson being at the camp when I was there."

(GRUNTS)

No.

(GROANING)

JULIE: It was Drew.

(SCREAMING)

(PANTING)

(SCREAMING)

What? Oh, vicious paintball gun loading accident.

Tobe! Get to the phone and call the police.

It wasn't Jason. It was Drew!

It was Drew all along.

What was Drew all along? What are you talking about?

Drew murdered them.

Nelson Hammond killed her father

and now she's seeking revenge.

I don't have time to explain.

Have you seen my dad?

Yeah, I saw him with Drew, they were heading to the lake.

Who's Nelson Hammond?

Walking around these woods must bring back a lot of memories for you.

Yeah, sort of.

My dad was a counselor at the same time you were up here.

Really? Uh-huh.

What's your father's name? Bill Anderson.

Bill Anderson?

Wow. That's a name I haven't heard in ages.

How's he doing?

He died.

Before I was born.

(SIREN WAILING)

Any sign of 'em?

No, sir. Drew said they were heading down to the lake

and when I told Julie that, she went after 'em.

All right. Billy, I want you to go around east side of the lake.

I'll take the west.

Tobe, I want you and Jason to gather everybody else in the camp.

As of this moment, this camp is officially closed for summer.

Let's go.

TOM: The lake hasn't changed one bit.

DREW: I love it here.

Is this where we're supposed to meet Julie?

Yeah. She should be down here any minute.

The girls are really gonna love her.

She's just the type to have the magic touch.

Yeah.

I guess she got that from her mother.

Well, from what Julie tells me,

she sounded like an amazing woman.

Yeah. Well...

You really should check out the view from the end of the dock.

It's extraordinary.

Oh, after you.

You looking for somebody?

Oh. Hi.

I didn't see you.

Where's my dad?

He's waiting for us down by the docks.

That's strange.

He was here when I left.

Drew!

What did you do with my father?

Nothing. He was standing right here when I left.

Drew!

I know!

You know what?

I know your father was Bill Anderson.

So?

"So?" I know what you're doing.

I know how you killed them.

And you were probably going to kill me.

What are you talking about?

Your father was murdered by Nelson Hammond.

You seek out others to blame for his death?

Transference! I know.

Julie, turn around.

Where's my dad?

Turn around.

I'm not turning around until you tell me where my father is.

Look!

(SCREAMS)

Get away from him.

Jump! (GRUNTING)

(WHIMPERING)

(GRUNTS)

No, no.

Please, please.

(SCREAMS)

Patrick! I'm over here.

He's over there by the dock!

He's got Drew. All right, all right.

Let's get you safe first.

Patrick, I'll be fine. We've got to help Drew.

I'm afraid nothing can help Drew now.

What are you talking about?

I mean, she's dead, Julie.

There's nothing I or anybody can do.

How do you know she's dead?

Because I killed her, Julie.

Just like I killed your father.

Yeah.

Just like I killed your friends.

Just like I'm gonna kill you.

What? Oh, yeah.

They treated me awful 20 years ago.

And for that they have to pay.

I've been waiting a long time for this.

Patrick, I don't understand.

"Patrick, I don't understand."

I'm sorry, you have me confused with someone named Patrick.

That wouldn't be that Patrick, would it?

(SCREAMS)

Tell me something, Julie.

Have you ever played Bloody Murder?

You're Nelson Hammond.

Oh, very good. (CHUCKLES)

You kids today, you think your computers,

and your telephones, and your email

can keep you safe in the woods?

Well, let this be a lesson to you, Julie.

Email could be intercepted.

And it's not always considered Internet worthy news

when they let you out,

as it is when they lock you up.

Say, "Bye-bye."

(SCREAMING) Get away!

JULIE: No!

Dad! (GROANING)

Dad! Dad!

Somebody help me!

(PANTING)

(PANTING)

(SCREAMING)

You're not playing by the rules, McConnell.

You have to yell, "Bloody murder."

Aw.

(GRUNTING)

(GROANS)

Somebody help me.

He's right behind me.

It's okay, everybody.

The Sheriff arrested Drew by the lake.

Now, Julie was hit in the head.

She's got a mild concussion.

I need to take her to the hospital.

Jason, do something.

He's the killer!

It's okay, Julie, it's over.

Just do what Patrick says.

Get in the car, Julie.

Somebody believe me.

He's Nelson Hammond.

Stop right there!

Whoa. Look who you're talking to, Tobe.

It's me, Patrick.

I mean it, not one more step.

(CLICKING)

(GUN FIRES)

(GROANING)

(PANTING)

Everything is gonna be fine, Dad.

I'll meet you at the hospital.

And then tomorrow we can go home.

If I'd known, I would have warned you.

It's okay. I'm a big girl now.

I can take care of myself.

How do you feel?

(SIGHS) It's weird, but I think I'm all right.

I mean, I came up here to deal with some unresolved issues

about my father's death.

And in a weird way, I... I guess you could say I did.

I guess I just didn't expect it to be so literal.

Is it strange to say I'm happy for you?

(CHUCKLES)

Probably. (LAUGHS)

In that case, I'm happy for you.

Okay.

I'll meet you at the hospital, okay?

Well, I'm out of here, Jewels.

Bye.

See you next summer?

(BOTH CHUCKLE)

You know... (GROANS)

I could kind of understand in a backward way

why you killed Whitney and Brad and Dean.

But why Doug?

Doug never did a thing to you.

Come on. (GROANING)

I didn't kill Doug.

Must have been...

Trevor Moorehouse.

You need some help?

Thanks.

I feel like such a jerk

trying to save the day with no bullets like that.

I don't think you're a jerk at all.

Not many guys would take the risk of doing what you did for me.

Yeah, well, don't let that influence your decision

as to whether or not to sleep with me.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

I'll try not to.

It's gonna be really hard. (BOTH LAUGHING)

Hope I'm not interrupting anything.

I'm so glad we can finally put all this behind us

and get back to how things were before.

So, we ready to go?

Uh, yeah.

Take care, Tobe. No hard feelings, huh, buddy.

Jason, Tobe is coming with me.

What, we're gonna give him a ride to the bus station?

Hey, that's cool.

No, Tobe's coming with me to the hospital.

I'm gonna give you a ride to the bus station.

(LAUGHING) What, Jewels?

You're gonna runaway with Mr. Bull this year?

Well, don't do me any favors, all right.

Have a nice life together.

Uh, are you gonna be all right?

Definitely. Let's go.

(SAW WHIRRING)

(JASON SCREAMING)