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The Homecoming By Zeke Jeffries


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ZERNER:

Why don’t you allow us to drive you up with us. We’ve got all our bags and stuff in the car, it would be no trouble.


MINER looks at his watch.
MINER:

Well, I guess. I feel terrible not having the darn thing here. Visitors should not be treated this way.


CHRIS:

It’s fine, really. I’ll just move to the back with my kids.


ZERNER walks around to the driver’s side of the car with KJ and they get in their previous seats. ANNIE goes in the car before CHRIS as they both enter the back seat, and MINER sits in the front passenger seat.
ZERNER and MINER are sitting in the front of the car, ZERNER seems more relaxed this time with one hand driving the car and the other rubbing his chin. ANNIE is squeezed between CHRIS and KJ in the back seat.
MINER:

Before that sign there take a right.

The station wagon drives past a sign that reads

“CAMP CRYSTAL LAKE NEXT RIGHT.”


Cut to

25. Ext. The Rental House – DAY


The station wagon pulls up a long dirt driveway to an older looking, large house that is overlooking the lake. Unlike the O’Brian’s cabin-styled house, this one is Victorian, with large windows and three stories.
Cut to

26. Int. Zerner’s Car – DAY


As they drive up to the house CHRIS, KJ, and ANNIE all stare at it.
CHRIS:

Wow, it’s beautiful. [Off her own comment] I wish I could stay for more than weekend.


ZERNER turns around and smiles at CHRIS.
ZERNER:

Only the best for you, my dear.


Cut to

27. Ext. The Rental House – DAY


Everyone exits the station wagon and they try to get their bearings for the house. Miner continues to look at his watch as he gets out of the car, not paying attention to the house.
KJ:

It looks older than the houses back in town.


MINER:

It is, much older. Citizens chose not to tear down a lot of the old Victorian houses that overlooked the lake. I must admit that the older houses do give Crystal Lake that elderly look.


CHRIS:

Who owns this house?


MINER:

The town, actually. This house is rented out to tourists or families who want to spend the summer. It’s really a wonderful place, all the utilities are checked, there’s furniture inside. There’s several houses just like this. All the proceeds from renting out the house goes to the town. It’s what helped us to rebuild the town.


MINER laughs to himself.
MINER:

Funny, really, that the oldest parts of Crystal Lake have helped build the newest parts.


MINER looks at his watch again. He then looks up at everyone else with a selling grin.
MINER:

I have a few minutes to show you around if you’d like.


ZERNER:

Oh, that won’t really be necessary. You’re an important man, probably needed to help set up that dance tonight.


MINER:

Oh, right, the dance. Yes, about that. Crystal Lake is about a five minute drive from here. I’m not saying that it should be noisy, but if there happens to be some noise, not hesitate to call someone to turn it down. And any teens running onto your property- call the cops.


ZERNER:

Thank you, Mayor Miner, you’ve been a great help.


MINER:

Are you sure you don’t need a look around. That’s why I came out here in the first place.


ZERNER:

Nah, we can manage. Do you need a life back into town?


MINER:

Actually, that would be great. These Crystal Lake shuttles are what the tax payers pay for. Rather than town though could you take me down to Crystal Lake please. I really must get there by ten a.m.


ZERNER:

Sure thing.


ZERNER turns to CHRIS, KJ, and ANNIE.
ZERNER:

I guess we’ll unpack when I get back.


CHRIS:

Sounds good to me.


Cut to

30. Ext. Camp Crystal Lake – DAY


We see a Birdseye view of the new Camp Crystal Lake, a large area with several smaller buildings surrounding the one large dining hall area. An American Flag stands in front of the dining hall, surrounded by bright flowers and a small, bronze plaque. The stations wagon is just pulling in.
ZERNER stops the station wagon and puts it into park. He lends his hand out to MINER, who grabs it tightly and shakes.
MINER:

Well, have a very pleasant stay at Crystal Lake. Remember, if for any reason there is trouble or you need something, don’t fret to call me.


ZERNER:

I’ll be sure to do that.


MINER nods and takes his hand back before grabbing for the door to open it. ZERNER hesitates before speaking.
ZERNER:

So is this the infamous Camp Crystal Lake, otherwise known as Camp Blood?


MINER:

Yes, this is the new Crystal Lake. I don’t tend to use the Camp Blood tern too much; it tends to make the place less appealing.


ZERNER smiles and nods.
ZERNER:

Yeah, I guess it would. Are there anymore interesting Jason places?


MINER:

You mean like a grave or an old house? No, I’m sorry but there aren’t. His shrine that he had lived in was actually on this very sight- it was torn down years ago. And you probably know that Jason was never buried in a cemetery, but he was cremated. His ashes belong to some distant relative or something.


MINER chuckles to himself.
MINER:

Last I heard those ashes were sold for ten thousand dollars on eBay. What a world we live in.


ZERNER:

Yeah, right, what a world.


MINER:

Is that all?


ZERNER:

Yeah, that’s it. Thanks though, for everything.


MINER:

Enjoy your day.


MINER exits the car.
Cut to

32. Ext. Camp Crystal Lake – DAY


MINER shuts the door to the station wagon and walks away. ZERNER starts up the car and puts it into reverse, then slowly drives down the dirt road with dust ripping up behind him. MINER continues to walk up towards the steps to the dining hall.
The DISC JOCKEY is loading his equipment into the dining hall.
MINER:

Do you need any help with that?


DISC JOCKEY:

Nah bra, I’m good right now. Give you a click and a ring if I do though.


MINER:

Alright. [Beat] Bra?


From behind MINER a clean, polished Mercedes drives up and parks next to the dining hall. The windows are tinted and it is hard to see if anyone is inside. The door swings opens, and out steps a man dressed in khaki pants with a brown blazer and a red tie, wearing a white button down shirt beneath the blazer. It is ELIAS VOORHEES – a man well into his seventies, but very healthy looking. ELIAS has white balding hair and a calm, gentle looking face.
ELIAS walks over to MINER calmly, but at the same time coldly.
ELIAS:

Excuse me?


MINER turns around to see the old man.
MINER:

Yes sir, may I help you?


ELIAS:

I was told to come here by Borough Hall. They said that Mayor Miner would be here.


MINER:

Yes, the Mayor is indeed here. He is I.


ELIAS:

Oh, good, very good, I’ll need to talk with you immediately.


MINER:

It’s that urgent? I’m currently setting up for a High School Function. Can it possibly wait?


ELIAS:

No, Mayor, this can not wait. I am a sick old man with little time left.


MINER:

I’m sorry to hear that sir. Are you looking for a doctor?


ELIAS:

No, I am looking for you. I have information for you concerning a past resident of this town.


MINER:

Who?
ELIAS:

Jason Voorhees.
MINER grins and nods his head, looking as if he knew what was coming.
MINER:

You’re another one, aren’t you? One of those people claiming to be Jason Voorhees. Let me tell you something, Jason is old, but not as old as you. Do you know how many people claim that they are Jason, or that they’re related to him?


ELIAS:

Attention getters, I’m sure, but I am not lying to you. I am Dr. Elias Voorhees, Jason’s father.


MINER:

[Sarcastically] Oh, now I believe you.


MINER begins to walk towards the Mercedes, hoping ELIAS will follow.
ELIAS:

I’m not lying, I’ve come to warn you.


MINER:

Warn me of what?


ELIAS:

Jason.
MINER:

Jason’s dead. He died twenty three years ago. A twelve year old boy sliced his head open.
ELIAS:

He’s not as dead as you’d wish.


MINER:

Oh?
ELIAS:

Jason was never cremated, it was all staged.
MINER:

Okay, I’ll stick around for story time only for a little, and then you must leave sir.


ELIAS:

After Jason was hit with the machete by the boy, he survived; he still had brain activity. It was hopeless to bring him back to life, but I wouldn’t stop. I work at a top secret Government hospital, where research is done to create the “ultimate soldier” and science along those lines. After Jason-


MINER:

I’ve heard enough. Top secret Government Hospital? Ultimate Soldier? You’re out of line, and I have a homecoming dance to plan. So you either leave now, or I call the police.


ELIAS:

You are making a grave mistake, Mayor. All these kids coming here tonight, they’re coming to a bloodbath. Where do you think Jason will go once he arrives back? The place where he saw his mother killed, Camp Crystal Lake.


MINER:

Goodbye Dr. Voorhees, or whatever your real name is.


ELIAS:

I have identification.


MINER:

I’m sure you do. Now please leave with that identification.


MINER turns around and walks back over to the entrance to the dining hall, where the DISC JOCKEY is still struggling to get his equipment up the steps.
MINER:

Do you need any help?


DISC JOCKEY:

No, no I’m okay. I’m just fine.


ELIAS glares at MINER, a cold emotionless stare.
ELIAS:

No help, Mayor Miner, can save you. Nothing can save you. He’s come home, and he’s stronger than ever. Jason’s back, my friend, and he’ll make this place Camp Blood once again.


ELIAS turns around and walks to his Mercedes.
Cut to

33. Int. The Rented House – DAY


CHRIS is sitting inside the Rented house on the couch, staring off into space. She looks sad, however not completely depressed or even worried. It is still, calm.
KJ and ANNIE walk down the stairs.
KJ:

Is Greg back yet?


CHRIS:

No, he’s actually not.


KJ:

Well, Annie and I are starving. We were thinking of talking a walk into town, checking it out a little. You want to join?


CHRIS:

Oh, no thanks honey. I’m beat, still getting in my head the idea that I’m back.


KJ:

Okay, well, if you change your mind we’ll be somewhere in town.


CHRIS:

Do you have you cell phone?


KJ:

I do.
KJ notices his mother’s almost completely pale face.


KJ:

Mom, are you okay?


CHRIS:

Just tired, that’s all. It’s beginning to sink into me that I’m back here, in Crystal Lake.


KJ:

Well, if you need anything just call my cell.


CHRIS:

Do you guys need money?


KJ:

Well, yeah, that would be nice.


KJ smiles at CHRIS, who gets up from the couch and walks into the other room with her two children.
Cut to

36. Ext. Crystal Lake – DAY


MINER is still standing outside of the dining hall. He watches as the DJ’s van drives away. It is silent, as if no one else is there. The quite is calming and chilling at the same time.
MINER:

Finally, some peace and quiet around here.


MINER walks down to the beach by the lake. He stops for a second, rubbing his shoes into the sand, before finally stepping out onto the pier. He walks to the end of the pier and look out across the lake. The bright sun glitters on the lake.
MINER looks at the glittering light sparkle on the water. Once again he becomes dazed by the sight of the water, staring it down.
From under the dock a hand drifts out. The hand is bluish grey, dead looking, and lifeless. MINER freezes for a second and stumbles back, nearly falling.
MINER:

Oh my god. What the-


MINER looks in the water and drifting out from under the dock is the body of the HITCHHIKER which Jason had killed before. There is a large hole in the HITCHHIKER’S face, right where the wooden stick had stabbed him.
MINER stumbles backward and looses his balance, falling into the water. MINER struggles to swim in the water, with his business attire dragging him down.
MINER tries to swim to the dock. He grabs a hold of the edge of the dock and tries to pull himself up. While pulling himself up he sees the same two black boots that we have seen several times before. MINER’S eyes look up the body of the person.
JASON, wearing his hockey mask, is standing on the dock, staring down at MINER. Although his face cannot be seen, a certain fury can be sensed.
MINER’S expression turns to fear as he gazes up as JASON, who is now twirling his machete in his hand.
MINER:

Oh my God, you have returned…


MINER’S mouth drops as JASON raises the machete into the air, and then thrusts it down at full force.
Cut to

38. Ext. Crystal Lake High’s Football Field Hot Dog Stand – DAY


The football stadium behind the high school is crowded. It appears as if every Crystal Lake citizen has come out to support their team. People are cheering with noise makers and megaphones, and the place seems more alive than anywhere else in the whole town.
Two high school girls are waiting in line for hotdogs and a soda. They are both very good looking, although one appears to be more seductive than the other. TRACY – 18, sexy, seductive, brown hair, brown eyes, tan skin – and VIKKI – 18, blonde, cute, pretty, colorful, blue eyed – are the two girl.
TRACY:

I’m just saying, Vikki, that maybe he’s a little too stuck up for you.


VIKKI:

Tracy, I’m fine. I know that Travis can be a dick, a huge one, but I really think he cares for me.


TRACY:

Well, I’m just saying, he’s an ass to you. He thinks that because he’s the star quarterback of this team he can do whatever he wants, with whoever he wants.


VIKKI:

Tracy, he has yet to cheat on me.


TRACY:

Okay, whatever.


TRACY and VIKKI move up in the line to the counter. The HOT DOG MAN gives them a quick smile.
HOT DOG MAN:

What can I get you two gals today?


TRACY:

I’ll have a hotdog with ketchup and mustard, and a bag of chips, and a Stewart’s root beer.


The HOT DOG MAN nods and looks at VIKKI for her order.
VIKKI:

I’ll have a diet coke please.


HOT DOG MAN:

Is that it?


TRACY:

I guess.
The HOT DOG MAN takes out a hot dog and begins making it.


Cut to

39. Ext. Crystal Lake High School Football Field Bleachers – DAY


GABBY – thin, red headed, well dressed looking girl with freckles – is standing on the top bleachers with a REPORTER, who appears to be taking down notes as she speaks.
GABBY:

As the president of the class of the 2007, I would just like to add that this winning season has been everything I had hoped for. Not only was there an immensely huge turn out at every game, but the players played their best, especially quarterback Travis Savage, whose amazing football skills and winning good looks only made him the most valued person in Crystal Lake.


Cut to

40. Ext. The Football Field – DAY


TRAVIS – blonde, good looking, athletic, well built, hazel eyed – the star quarterback, throws a pass to the running back, who is running towards the end line. PAUL – brown hair, muscled, blue eyed – the running back, catches the ball and sprints to the end line. He scores a touchdown.
GABBY:

Oh look, we just scored.


KJ and ANNIE have just entered the area. They are squeezing through the tightly packed area, looking for food. KJ looks around to notice the hot dog stand located only about a dozen yards away.
KJ:

Come on Annie, hurry up. I see it.


ANNIE:

I’m coming, I’m coming. Chill out, would ya!


Just as KJ is about to get to the hot dog stand he runs into VIKKI, who’s newly opened diet coke has just spilled all over KJ’S shirt. Both KJ and VIKKI stop for a moment, as KJ observes the mess on his shirt and VIKKI stands with pure embarrassment.
Both TRACY and ANNIE laugh to themselves.
VIKKI:

Oh my God, I am so sorry.


KJ:

Oh, that’s um, alright.


VIKKI:

No, it’s really not. I’m a complete klutz. Ugh, look at me.


KJ:

No, no, I’ll just change my shirt later.


VIKKI:

You don’t understand how sorry I am, here, let me take you to get you cleaned up.


KJ:

Just point the way to a bathroom and I’ll be fine.


VIKKI:

It’s inside the school. I’ll show you so you don’t get lost.


KJ:

Well, okay.


KJ reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a twenty dollar bill. He hands it to ANNIE.
KJ:

Go order, I’ll be out in a few minutes. Get me a hot dog with ketchup, no mustard. And I would have ordered a coke but hey, look, I’ve got one all over my shirt.


VIKKI:

Sorry, your shirt has diet coke on it. Not real coke.


KJ:

Oh, never mind then.


TRACY takes VIKKI’S coke can.
TRACY:

Let me take this thing. I’ll be up the bleachers when you’re done.


VIKKI:

Okay.
Cut to

43. Int. Crystal Lake High School – DAY
The school is completely empty when KJ and VIKKI walk into it. The sound of the door opening makes a loud, creaking noise. They enter, and it slams behind them.
KJ:

I’ll really be able to find the bathroom.


VIKKI:

Maybe if you had a day. This place is really confusing.


KJ:

Okay then.


They walk down the hall, not speaking or making eye contact, just walking.
KJ:

My names KJ by the way.


VIKKI:

Victoria, but my friends call me Vikki.


KJ:

That’s a nice name.


VIKKI:

Thanks. [Beat] So what does ‘KJ’ stand for anyway?


KJ:

Karl James. I was named after my father.


VIKKI:

Oh really, what’s his name?


KJ looks at VIKKI for a second while she tries to figure out what she had just said.
VIKKI:

Oh God, dumb blond moment. Real dumb blonde moment. You must think I’m a complete moron. First spilling my drink all over you then saying-


KJ:

I like dumb blondes. They make me feel smart.


KJ smiles at her and VIKKI laughs before hitting him in the chest.
VIKKI:

Jerk.
KJ’S smile doesn’t leave.


VIKKI:

So I don’t recognize you. Where are you from?


KJ:

It’s that obvious that I’m an out-of-towner, huh?


VIKKI:

Well, in a place like Crystal Lake, everyone knows everyone. The population isn’t that big.


KJ:

I’m from the Boston area.


VIKKI:

Oh, Boston, neat. I was up there a few months ago looking at colleges. BU and Emerson.


KJ:

Good schools.


They turn a corner and begin walking down another hall.
VIKKI:

So what brings you out to Crystal Lake?


KJ:

Oh, just family stuff.


VIKKI:

You’ve got family here?


KJ:

Not exactly. My mom used to have a summer home in Crystal Lake and we came back here for check out the town.


VIKKI:

Where are you staying?


KJ:

At this old house on the lake. It’s right near Camp Crystal Lake.


VIKKI:

So you’ll be right near the Homecoming Dance tonight.


KJ:

Yeah, I’ve heard a lot about Homecoming. At my school it’s not that big a deal.


VIKKI:

Well, in Crystal Lake, life revolves around camping and football. The whole town comes out to support the team.


They reach a door that says ‘MEN’ on it.
VIKKI:

Here we are.


KJ opens the door and steps one foot inside.
KJ:

Thanks for everything.


VIKKI:

I’ll wait here for you. I don’t want to walk back alone.


KJ:

Well, if you insist.


VIKKI:

Remember hot water on that. It’ll help get the stain out.


KJ:

Thanks.
KJ steps in the bathroom and allows the door to close, while VIKKI waits outside. VIKKI leans her head against the wall, and smiles at the ceiling.


Cut to

44. Ext. Crystal Lake High School Football Field Bleachers – DAY


ANNIE has joined TRACY on the bleachers, with TRACY’S friend LISA – Asian, pretty, sassy. PARIS is seated next to her boyfriend DWAYNE – African American, wears glasses, and has an afro.
TRACY looks up at GABBY, who is jumping on the bleachers and cheering on TRAVIS.
TRACY:

[To LISA] Get a load of Gabby, cheering on Travis like they’re dating.


LISA:

What a bitch. If Vikki were here right now I’d join her in kicking Gabby’s presidential, stuck up ass. That girl deserves to be impeached from office.


TRACY:

I know. Who does she think she is. I’m telling you, Travis is going to hook up with her and break Vikki’s heart. It’s going to happen.


DWAYNE:

Girl, you don’t know what you’re talking about. Travis would never go for Gabby. She’s too smart for his liking.


LISA:

Are you saying Vikki’s dumb? You better not be saying Vikki’s dumb.


DWAYNE:

Well, she’s not the brightest.


LISA:

Oh boy, oh boy…


DWAYNE:

What?
LISA:

You are a shit. You hear me Dwane, a shit.
DWAYNE gives LISA a large smile.
DWAYNE:

Paris, honey, you love me.


LISA:

Not right now I don’t.


DWAYNE:

You love me.


LISA:

No I don’t.


DWAYNE:

[To TRACY and ANNIE] LISA loves me.


VIKKI walks up the bleachers with KJ right behind her. She sits down next to TRACY. KJ has a large wet spot on his shirt, but the stain seems to be out. KJ doesn’t sit but he looks at ANNIE.
KJ:

Ready to go?


VIKKI:

You’re leaving. Aren’t you going to stay for the game?

KJ:

I would but we really have to get back home and help unpack.


VIKKI:

Well, it was nice meeting you.


KJ:

You too, Vikki. Maybe I’ll see you around town.


VIKKI:

Definitely, count on it.


KJ:

[To ANNIE] Ready?


ANNIE:

I got you a hot dog.


KJ:

Thanks.
ANNIE hands him and hot dog and they both get up and walk down the bleachers. KJ turns his head once more to see VIKKI, who he smiles at. TRACY notices the gesture.


TRACY:

I think that someone has a crush on you.


VIKKI:

KJ? I don’t think so.


LISA:

Girl, you really are a dumb blonde.


TRACY:

So what’s the scoop? Why’s he in town?


VIKKI:

Some kind of family thing. It sounded weird.


DWAYNE:

Is he staying long?


VIKKI:

I don’t know.


DWAYNE:

Travis wouldn’t be pleased if there was another man in town.


LISA:

Well, Travis doesn’t have to find out. Unless you want an ass-kickin’.


DWAYNE:

Only if it’s your foot on my ass.


TRACY and VIKKI roll their eyes at each other while LISA and DWAYNE continue to flirt.
VIKKI looks out at the football game, which is on a break for halftime. She sees TRAVIS, who is getting water. He has hit helmet off, and is smiling at the cheerleaders.
VIKKI bites her lip and looks away.
Cut to

45. Int. The Rented House [Living Room] – DAY


CHRIS is shifting through some books in the rented house. The books are located in a brittle looking bookcase, covered in dust. CHRIS notices a book which catches here eye. She pulls it out of the bookcase.
It is newer looking than the rest, but still covered in dust, with a glossy cover still visible. It has a picture of Crystal Lake, most likely around dawn, when the sun is rising. CHRIS reads the title to herself.

‘INTO THE WOODS: THE ACCOUNT OF A VICTIM’S SURVIVAL – BY GINNY FIELD.’


CHRIS:

Ginny Field, Ginny, Ginny. You poor thing, what ever became of you?

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