The Homecoming By Zeke Jeffries
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CHRIS hears the front door creak open, which startles her at first. She lays the book down on a shelf, not placing it back in with the rest. CHRIS walks to the front door. CHRIS enters the front room to notice that no one is there. She peers outside to see that the station wagon has parked outside. CHRIS: Greg!
ZERNER: Hey, where is everyone? CHRIS: KJ and Annie went out for food. They’ll be back. ZERNER: Good luck getting food. The town’s closed down due to that Homecoming game. CHRIS: Oh, well they should be back soon to help carry. CHRIS grabs one of the bags from ZERNER’S arms, which is quickly slipping out.
Let me help you with that. ZERNER gives her the bag and the two walk into the other room and up the stairs. Cut to 46. Int. The Rented House [Second Floor] – DAY ZERNER and CHRIS are walking up the stairs, lugging suitcases. CHRIS: You took a long time. Where’d you go? ZERNER: I went to check out some places around town, try to find a good spot to start. CHRIS: Start what? ZERNER: Your therapy. CHRIS: Well isn’t this place good enough. I’m paying five hundred a night for it, it better be good. ZERNER: Its fine to stay it, and to adjust a little, but you need something more, to trigger a reaction. CHRIS: Why do you need a reaction? I thought that if a reaction came it came, and if it didn’t then it didn’t. ZERNER: I believe that by bringing out somewhere that you will remember the incident then it will help to better force the fears from your memory. CHRIS: Is there evidence that could work of is this a theory? CHRIS stops walking in front of a door. Before he opens the door he looks at CHRIS. ZERNER: Is there something wrong here, Chris? CHRIS: [Unsure of what to say] Um, no, I don’t think so. I just want to be sure about this treatment, before we proceed. CHRIS shakes her head and rolls her eyes. CHRIS: To tell you the truth I’m a little stressed out. Being back here, the memories. ZERNER opens the door. ZERNER: Well, hopefully those memories will be gone. ZERNER and CHRIS walk into a bedroom. The room is dull and bland, and it too looks dusty. CHRIS: I don’t know if I want the memories to be gone though. I like remembering my friends and stuff. I don’t think I’m ready to let go. ZERNER: It’s been twenty three years. It’s time to let go Chris. CHRIS: I know, I have to move on. And I’ve tried everything; medication, group therapy, your therapy, clinical treatment, even psychiatric treatment, and nothing has worked. I think that it’s partially because I don’t want it to work. ZERNER places his bag on the bed. CHRIS holds onto hers, grabbing it tightly. ZERNER: You just have to trust me. ZERNER comes up to CHRIS and stares her in the eyes. He then proceeds to kiss her on the cheek. ZERNER: Do you trust me? CHRIS: Always.
47. Ext. Dirt Road – DAY
Dr. Voorhees. There is someone on the other line speaking. ELIAS: No sir, I haven’t found him yet. I’m still looking- ELIAS is cut off by the angry mumbling on the other end of the line. ELIAS: I understand sir. I have the situation under control. I’ve warned the mayor. The mumbling continues. ELIAS looks out his windshield. He then looks in the rearview mirror. When he looks in the mirror he sees a figure run across the street and dart into the woods. ELIAS: I’ll have to call you back. ELIAS hangs up the phone despite the still angry voice talking. ELIAS grabs a gun from the glove compartment and exits the car. ELIAS exits the car quickly, leaving the door wide open. Although old and frail, ELIAS’ determination allows him to run into the woods. With his gun ready to fire, ELIAS tries to track the figure that darted into the woods. ELIAS: Jason! I know you’re out here Jason! ELIAS slows down for a quick second while running to catch his breath, before running back into the woods. He runs and runs, dodging tree limbs and jumping over sticks. ELIAS then realizes that the chase is pointless, and out of breath he gives one last scream. ELIAS: Jason! I’m going to find you! [To Himself] I’m going to find you, son. ELIAS continues to pant as he looks throughout the forest. Watching ELIAS from a distance is JASON, who is hiding behind a bush. Heavy breathing can be heard. The hand with the scar moves a branch to get a better view. Cut to 49. Ext. Crystal Lake High School Parking Lot – DAY TRACY and VIKKI are leaning on a black sports car. It is shiny and new looking. They appear to be board, as if they’ve been waiting a while. TRAVIS and PAUL exit the locker room of the school, with big smiles on their faces. They begin to walk towards VIKKI and TRACY. TRACY: Here comes the stars. GABBY then cuts in front of the boys as they approach VIKKI and TRACY. GABBY, with a devilish smile, looks at TRAVIS in the eyes. GABBY: Great game Travis. That was amazing. You won it for us. TRAVIS stares into her eyes, trying to hold back a smile. TRAVIS: Uh, thanks Gabby. That means a lot. PAUL: How’d I do Gabby? GABBY: I wasn’t watching you. [To Travis] I was watching Travis. I’ve never seen a high school boy with so much talent. I think you could give Derek Jeter a run for his money. TRAVIS: Derek Jeter is baseball. I think you mean Dan Marino or someone. GABBY: Baseball, football, whatever. They have balls, that’s all that matters. GABBY gently touches TRAVIS’ abdomen. She then begins to walk away. GABBY: I’ll see you tonight at the dance. GABBY walks away, while TRAVIS just stares. VIKKI, obviously annoyed, hurries away. Her face looks hurt. TRACY notices her leaving. TRACY: Vikki, wait. Come on Vikki. VIKKI pays no attention but continues walking. TRAVIS runs over to her. TRAVIS: Don’t worry Tracy, I’ve got it. TRACY stands down. TRAVIS runs after VIKKI, who has made it onto the baseball field of the school. TRAVIS grabs her by the should and stops her. TRAVIS: Vic, wait. VIKKI stops and looks to the floor. TRAVIS: I love you, I really do. Gabby, she’s just jealous of you. VIKKI: Why? She’s got the good looks, the money, the brains; hell, she’s even class President. And now she’s stealing my boyfriend. TRAVIS: Well it wasn’t a successful theft. I’m still here, aren’t I? With you? VIKKI [Quietly] Yes. TRAVIS: Exactly, Vic, I’m not going anywhere. I’m right here, and we’re going to the dance together tonight. VIKKI: I overreacted. TRAVIS: Baby, you did nothing wrong. TRACY and PAUL are watching them talk. TRACY is shaking her head. TRACY: I know he’s going to break her heart. It’s only a matter of time. PAUL: Hey, Travis is my best friend… but you’re right. He can’t control himself. TRACY: Paul.
Yes? TRACY: If you ever cheat on me, especially with Gabby, I will kill you. PAUL: Well, if I ever hook up with that bitch, I deserve to be killed. PAUL wraps his arms around TRACY’S waist. She giggles as he carries her to the car. TRACY: Put me down, Paul, put me down. VIKKI and TRAVIS hear their laughter. TRAVIS: Let’s go. I’ve to get ready. What time should I pick you up? VIKKI: We ordered a limo. TRAVIS: What?
Tracy and I called for a limo. We’re paying for it. It’s our way of showing you and Paul how awesome you are at football. [Beat] I mean, the star football player has to arrive in style to a homecoming dance.
That’s actually so sweet of you. VIKKI: It’s picking you and Paul up first, around six. Don’t be late. TRAVIS: I won’t. I think you and Tracy should worry about being late. TRAVIS grabs VIKKI by the hand and the two walk back towards the car.
50. Ext. Camp Crystal Lake – DAY PRINCIPAL CHALRES – in his late 50’s, badly parted hair to the side, nasty face – is standing outside of the dining hall at Camp Crystal Lake. He is watching as the students and teachers leave the scene. CHARLES: Have a nice day everyone. Drive safely. I’ll see you all tonight. CHARLES watches as the kids load up into their cars and drive away. CHARLES: [To Himself] What a waste of pure American life. MS. PARKS – a middle aged woman with the friendliest face imaginable - comes out from the dining hall, closing the doors behind her. She approaches CHARLES with a smile. PARKS: Principal Charles, how are you? CHARLES: I’m just fine, Ms. Parks. And yourself? PARKS: Just peachy. Enjoying the fresh air of the lake I see? CHARLES: Just awaiting the oncoming night of bad dancing, crappy music, and worn out trends. PARKS: Not optimistic about Homecoming, are you? CHARLES: I just don’t see why we couldn’t have it in the high school gym, like every other year. Mayor Miner is getting out of hand with the re-opening of Camp Crystal Lake deal. PARKS: Has the mayor even arrived yet? CHARLES squints his eyes, and finally looks at PARKS, who is still lending a friendly smile. CHARLES: The DJ said he was here about an hour ago. He’s probably home getting ready for the big night. PARKS: We should probably do the same. CHARLES: I think I’ll just wear this, my suit and tie, to the dance. No need to get carried away. PARKS: Is Victoria getting ready right now. CHARLES: I’m sure she’s at home, putting on makeup, trying on some sleezy dress. PARKS: I spoke with her the other day. She’s under a great deal of stress. CHARLES’ attention is finally grabbed by PARKS. CHARLES: How so? I’ve provided for that girl her whole life. PARKS: She needs a mother figure I guess. It can’t be easy, growing up without a mother. Not to mention she’s dating Travis Savage, the star quarterback of Crystal Lake High. He’s sure to bring a name back to Crystal Lake when he goes to college… [Beat] A name that isn’t Voorhees. CHARLES: I don’t fancy Victoria dating him. He’s no good. PARKS: Will anyone ever be good enough for your likings, Principal? There is a silence. CHARLES turns around and begins walking toward the dining hall. CHARLES: Very good, Ms. Parks. I’ll see you tonight. PARKS: Save me a dance. CHARLES: [Under his breath] I think I’d rather go home without a head. CHARLES sighs. Cut to 51. Int. The Rented House [Chris’ Room] – DAY The sun is beginning to set over Crystal Lake. CHRIS has changed into some more presentable clothes, and she is currently combing her hair while sitting on the bed. ZERNER walks into the room, dressed in a nice button down shirt and khaki pants. He smiles at her. ZERNER: You look beautiful. CHRIS: I’m almost ready. Give me about three minutes. ZERNER: Sounds good. I’ll just be in the other room. Cut to 52. Int. The Rented House [Zerner’s Room] – DAY ZERNER walks into his bedroom and shuts the door. He leans against the door and looks at the ceiling for a brief second. He then looks down at his cell phone to see that he has a missed call. He opens up the phone and dials a number. The phone rings. ZERNER: Sean, its Greg Zerner. The voice on the other end of the line mumbles a friendly mumble. ZERNER: I’m good thanks. You called? The voice begins to get a little more serious on the other end. ZERNER’S eyes roll as he listens. ZERNER: Look, I told you, I’m almost done writing the novel, I- The voice cuts ZERNER’S sentence off. ZERNER: I know the publishers have a deadline, but I’m doing my best. I just need to bring her somewhere where she’ll have some kind of break down. Cut to 53. Int. The Rented House [The Second Floor Hall] – DAY CHRIS is now ready as she exits the room. She walks down the hall past ZERNER’S room’s door and overhears his conversation. ZERNER: We just arrived in Crystal Lake this morning. She hasn’t had a chance to react to her surroundings. I’ll be sure that she does. There is a break. CHRIS listens harder on the phone conversation by pressing her ear up against the closed door. ZERNER: I want to bring her to Camp Crystal Lake, but there’s some dance there tonight. I’ll bring her there tomorrow. I think I might bring her to visit Pamela Voorhees’ grave sit tonight. CHRIS frowns as she listens to the conversation. ZERNER: Of course she trusts me. She thinks I’m in love with her. She’s a woman; vulnerable. I’m so close to getting her to break down. And with her kids here to worry about, it’s doomed to happen. Just a little push will send her over the edge. Don’t worry. CHRIS has heard enough. She takes her head away from the door and walks away. Cut to 54. Int. The Rented House [Zerner’s Room] – DAY ZERNER: Okay, I’ll have everything ready for you by Monday. I’m in the final stages of writing the novel. I just need this last chapter. The voice on the other end talks for a few seconds and then stops. ZERNER hangs up the phone. CHRIS walks down the stairs to the living room. KJ and ANNIE are sitting at the television set. KJ is watching TV and ANNIE are talking on the phone to one of her friends. ANNIE: [On the phone] I hate her. Did she really say that about me? Typical too, to say it when I’m away. What a backstabber. CHRIS enters the room and walks over to her two children. She has a sympatheic look on her face, yet almost worried at the same time. She stands next to them. CHRIS: Annie, could you hold that conversation for a minute. ANNIE: But mom, I just found out something that could change my life. CHRIS: Just tell whoever it is that you’ll call them back. ANNIE gets on her knees on the couch. ANNIE: But mom, you’ll never believe the rumors that are flying around about me back at school. CHRIS: You’re thirteen years old, Annie, you’ll live. Now hang up the phone. ANNIE talks on the phone to her friend, with a disappointed expression of defeat. ANNIE: I’ll call you back; my mom’s being a nutcase again. KJ: You look nice mom. CHRIS: KJ, I need you to look after your sister, get ready to leave. KJ: What!
CHRIS: We can’t let Greg know. I’ll tell about it later, but we have to go. KJ: Why?
KJ just do as I say. I’ll tell you later.
Well where are you two going right now? ANNIE: There are not many places to go in this town. ZERNER interrupts the conversation by walking down the stairs. He is suave and acts nothing of the previous conversation. ZERNER: I actually heard of this place, in the middle of town. It’s a bar or something. Afterward I thought your mother and I could get some view of the crazy wildlife in Crystal Lake. KJ: That’s weird, Greg. I don’t really think that people go out looking for wildlife at night in Crystal Lake, which is a town known for its serial killers. ZERNER walks over to CHRIS with a large smile and wraps his arm around her. ZERNER: Not anymore. CHRIS: If I feel up to it I’ll go. Otherwise we might just eat and leave. ZERNER: Whatever you say. CHRIS: [To KJ and ANNIE] Would you guys like to come? ZERNER: Nah, they don’t want to come. They’ve got the whole house to themselves. CHRIS looks awkwardly uneasy. She removes ZERNER’S arm from around her shoulder and reaches into her purse. CHRIS: Here’s twenty dollars to order a pizza or something. I don’t want you leaving the house, have it delivered. ZERNER: No, Chris, put your money away. This one’s on me. ZERNER takes out a twenty dollar bill and hands it to KJ. ZERNER: Now you two have fun, but not too much fun. KJ: [Obnoxiously] Will do, Greg. CHRIS and ZERNER walk towards the door. CHRIS: If you need anything just call my cell. ANNIE: Will it work out in these woods? CHRIS: Of course it will. We’re in Crystal Lake, not Mars. KJ: [Sarcastically] Good on, mom. ZERNER opens the front door and allows CHRIS to step outside. KJ: Have fun! ZERNER closes the door behind him. KJ moves his head and looks out the window. His face is lit up when the station wagon’s lights turn on. KJ watches them leave. ANNIE picks up the phone and begins to dial a number. KJ: Something’s wrong. [Beat] I knew Greg was a fraud. KJ sees ANNIE with the phone pressed against her ear. KJ: Get off the phone. ANNIE: Why?
We’ve got to pack up, like mom said.
Can’t it wait? I’m in the middle of a really big dilemma right now. KJ: Annie, hang up the goddamn phone, right now. ANNIE: No, you can’t make me. KJ glares at her. Cut to 56. Int. The Charles House – NIGHT VIKKI is waiting on the couch, dressed in a trim, cut black dress. She is stunning, with her hair pulled up in a fancy bun, and her makeup done just right. She sees headlights slowly enter her driveway. A car outside honks the horn. VIKKI gets up and picks up a small handbag. She then walks to the door and opens it. Cut to 57. Ext. The Charles House – NIGHT VIKKI walks over to the limo. VIKKI opens the door to the limo and gets in. Sitting inside is TRAVIS, TRACY, PAUL, LISA, and DWAYNE, all dressed to the finest. TRAVIS and PAUL are dressed in black and white tuxedos, with TRAVIS wearing a bow-tie and PAUL wearing a tie. TRACY is decked out in a dark red skirt with dark eye makeup and a fancy hair. LISA is wearing the brightest colors in the car, with a yellow dress with puffy shoulders, and DWAYNE is dressed in a purple tuxedo. VIKKI gets in the car. VIKKI: Hey everyone. VIKKI sits down next to TRAVIS. VIKKI: I guess I’m the last stop. VIKKI closes the door. TRACY: Hey Vikki, you look amazing. TRAVIS looks at VIKKI with puppy-dog eyes. TRAVIS: It’s true. VIKKI grins. VIKKI: Thanks.
VIKKI: I love that dress Lisa, where’d you get it. LISA smiles. LISA: I’ll never tell. DWAYNE: Hey Vikki, how do you like the Tux? VIKKI looks at DWAYNE for a few seconds, trying to think of the right thing to say. VIKKI: You and Lisa will certainly be the most colorful couple. DWAYNE: Hey, is that meant to be racist? VIKKI: [Giggling] What? Cut to 60. Int. Casino Night Spot – NIGHT ELIAS walks into a popular night spot (similar to the one in “Friday the 13th Part 2”) looking for a place to sit. The night spot is crowded, filled mostly with regular townies and backwoods people. ELIAS finds a stool at the bar and sits down. A BARTENDER comes up to him. BARTENDER: Hello sit, can I get you something? ELIAS nods his head. ELIAS: Yes, hello, how are you? May I have a Coors on tap? BARTENDER: Sorry sit, but we don’t have Coors on tap? ELIAS: Do you have a Micalobe? BARTENDER: Yes sit, we do. Would you like anything to eat with that? ELIAS: Oh yes, I’m starving, been traveling all day. Do you have burgers or anything? BARTENDER: We sure do. Cheese or no cheese? ELIAS: No cheese, thank you. The BARTENDER walks away. ELIAS turns to the person next to him, who happens to be SANCHEZ – in his 50’s, Spanish, long ponytail, very tough looking. ELIAS taps him on the shoulder.
Excuse me sir? SANCHEZ: Yes?
Do you know of any motels around here?
You can stay in this motel probably. Can’t he Jim? The BARTENDER looks back at ELIAS and SANCHEZ. BARTENDER: Sure can. We’ve got two open rooms right upstairs. ELIAS: Oh, thank you sir, how much would that cost? BARTENDER: Twenty five per night. ELIAS: Perfect.
ELIAS: Thank you. SANCHEZ: No problem. The BARTENDER hands ELIAS a mug of beer. ELIAS holds it with his hands and looks at it, not drinking. SANCHEZ notices him. SANCHEZ: So what brings you to Crystal Lake, my friend? ELIAS: Oh, it’s a very long story. SANCHEZ: I’ve got time if you’ve got time. ELIAS: Family.
You have family here?
That’s what I’m trying to figure out. There is a silence between the two of them. ELIAS: I work for the Government, a testing facility. We test steroids, trying to find ways to heal people faster or to increase their strength, and even bring people out of comas. You see, we do this for military reasons. I guess you could call if research on creating the perfect soldier. SANCHEZ: So you’re a scientists. That’s pretty neat. ELIAS: We began the project nearly thirty years ago. I had left my wife to do so. She seemed to have gone mad after our son drowned. Tragic it was, but her insanity led her to pure madness, a madness I was glad to escape. SANCHEZ: Sorry to hear about your son’s death. ELIAS: Oh, my friend, he didn’t drown. No, no, death would not accept such a fowl soul. He lived, unknown to his mother and I. Somehow he survived alone, in the wilderness. SANCHEZ: Sounds a lot like Jason Voorhees to me. That bastard killed my two little girls back in ’84. ELIAS: It was Jason. SANCHEZ stops, and his face turns to anger. SANCHEZ: You’re the father of Jason Voorhees? The entire room becomes silent. SANCHEZ stares at ELIAS. SANCHEZ: Damn you for brining a monster into the world. ELIAS looks around, embarrassed. SANCHEZ: I ought to kill you right now, you son of a bitch. I hope you rot in hell, with your wicked wife and your monstrous son. ELIAS: Jason is alive. SANCHEZ’S eyes grow large, almost expressionless. ELIAS gets up and leaves several dollars on the bar. ELIAS: [To the BARTENDER] I’ll be right back, I need to get my bags. BARTENDER: Those rooms actually aren’t open anymore, and your money isn’t accepted here. ELIAS looks at the BARTENDER, almost as if he is shocked but knew his reaction would be that way. |