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: Megan. Don't clown around. Megan
: I'm not the one with the funny red nose. Now, open the cell and let him out. Deputy Rick
: Meggie. Megan
: I'm not kidding. Tommy Jarvis
: You better do as she says, because wherever the red dot goes, you bang.
: The only way to kill Jason is to send him back to his original resting place where he drowned in 1957. Megan
: Lake Forest Green. Tommy Jarvis
: Crystal Lake.
: You just have to see that Jason's dead, right? Seeing his corpse ain't gonna stop your hallucinations! Tommy Jarvis
: Seeing it won't, but destroying it will. Jason belongs in Hell - and I'm gonna see to it that he gets there.
: I went to go cremate Jason but I fucked up! Deputy Rick
: You got that right.
: Don't shoot, please! Sheriff Garris
: You in show business, kid? You sure know how to make an entrance. Tommy Jarvis
: Listen, Jason is alive! He killed my friend... Sheriff Garris
: You better slow down, kid. You already almost got your head blown off. Tommy Jarvis
: Will you listen, dammit? Sheriff Garris
: Don't piss me off or I really will repaint this office with your brains!
: You have me where you want me. There's no reason... Sheriff Garris
: If I had you where I wanted you, they'd be pumping your ass full of formaldehyde.
: That's my daughter's car. Officer Pappas
: How do you want us to proceed? Sheriff Garris
: With extreme care, asshole! If the kid's with her, there's every good chance he'll try to do something crazy. Tommy
: [In the car; to Megan
] Please don't do anything crazy.
: Jason's not in his grave! Hawes is. Dig it up! You gotta dig it up! You gotta dig it up! Martin
: Dig him up? Does he think I'm a fart-head?
: You mean the Jason of Camp Blood? Tommy Jarvis
: Yes. Sheriff Garris
: Please, sheriff. You'll see we dug up it up. Sheriff Garris
: Well, he must've got chilly in the night and pulled the dirt back over. Tommy Jarvis
: That's not right. Somebody covered it up. I got to see it.
[Rick draws for his gun and points it at Tommy's head
] Deputy Rick
: Freeze it, psycho. Sheriff Garris
: Now see what you've done. You made my deputy draw his revolver. He's been dying to try out his mail-order laser scope. Deputy Rick
: Wherever the red dot goes, you bang.
: [to Tommy while he's laying in her lap
] If I reach Cunningham Road, I can lose them. Stay down! Tommy Jarvis
: Whatever you say.
: He put you through a lot, didn't he? Tommy Jarvis
: Yeah. Fuck you, Jason.
: [after watching the teens skinny-dipping
] Some pack of patootsies, huh? Trish
: Someone left the front door open again. Tommy
: We're in the country. Mrs. Jarvis
: Well, what happens if a psycho wanders in? Trish
: He'd probably challenge him to a game of Zaxxon.
: Die! Die! Die! Die!
: Guess you never heard of Jason Voorhees, have you? John Tate
: No. Who's that? Tommy Jarvis
: About 15 years ago, he killed my mother. I was only 12 then. I thought I had killed him then, but I was wrong. Sara
: Wait. Jason Voorhees. The guy with the hockey mask right? I've heard of him. He killed nearly 200 people. I thought he was dead. Tommy Jarvis
: No, not dead. But not alive either. He's something different. John Tate
: What, you're saying he won't die? Sharon
: Jason Voorhees is a killing machine. That's who he is, that's what he does. He won't die because he can't. Tommy Jarvis
: It's evil, pure evil. John Tate
: You haven't met my uncle.