Still haunted by his past, Tommy Jarvis - who, as a child, killed Jason Voorhees - wonders if the serial killer is connected to a series of brutal murders occurring in and around the secluded halfway house where he now lives.

Lana: [shows her breasts] It's... Showtime!
George: Go and let everyone else know breakfast is ready.
Reggie: Yo! Breakfast! Come and get it!
George: I could've done that.
Billy: [pulls up to diner] LANA! HEY, LANA!
Lana: Sorry, buster. We're closed.
Billy: It's all right, I just want a take out order.
Lana: You do, huh? Well, what would you like?
Billy: I would like Lana to go with nothing on her.
Lana: Oh, and who wants her?
Billy: The pride of the Unger Institute of Mental Health, who has just dumped his last bedpan and would like very much to party. Will you get your ass out here?
Sheriff Cal Tucker: Morning, Ethel. My, don't you look lovely today.
Ethel Hubbard: Horse shit! Now, Sheriff, you better hear me, and hear me good. I want this looney bin closed down. You hearin' me fella? Now these kids ain't nothing but trouble. They don't respect other's property, and they're all crazy!
Junior Hubbard: You tell 'em Ma! Ha hah.
Sheriff Cal Tucker: Ethel, these kids weren't doing...
Ethel Hubbard: Doing? Doing? You think I don't know what those two perverts were doing in my yard?
Junior Hubbard: Say it like you mean it, Ma!
Ethel Hubbard: Would you shut the fuck up?
[the kids laugh for a minute]
Ethel Hubbard: Now, I'm gonna tell all of ya, you mark my words, the next little bastard that comes near my farm, I'm gonn' blow your fuckin' brains out, you hear me?
[Tucker approaches]
Ethel Hubbard: Don't you come near me, Sheriff, I'm warnin' ya! I got a bomb on me. I swear to ya. You make one move toward me I'm gonna blow us all up. Start the engines, Junior!
[gets on motorbike]
Ethel Hubbard: That's it. My final words.
[gives them the finger as they drive off]
Demon: You're gonna get it, bitch!
Anita: Lighten up, Demon, you'll feel a lot better after you shit.
Demon: I'll feel a lot better when I'm out of here. This shitbox is gross.
Anita: You better watch out for the snake that's going to crawl up that crapper and bite your ass.
Ethel Hubbard: That is one fucking ugly man that goes there.
Junior Hubbard: That's one fucking ugly man, Mama.
Ethel Hubbard: Would you shut your trap? You ain't so pretty yourself, you know.
Junior Hubbard: I ain't so pretty myself, I know.
Sheriff Cal Tucker: I know who it is.
Mayor Cobb: What?
Sheriff Cal Tucker: I said I know who it is.
Mayor Cobb: Who?
Sheriff Cal Tucker: It's Jason Voorhees.
Mayor Cobb: Jason Voorhees? You're outta your fucking mind. You've been out in the sun too long. Jason Voorhees is dead! His body was cremated. He's nothing but a handful of ash.
Sheriff Cal Tucker: [Tucker stands up firmly] You know that for sure, Mayor? Were you there? Did you see him cremated?
Mayor Cobb: Jason Voorhees?
[Tucker nods]
Mayor Cobb: I can't believe this! Look.
[pulls out an ashtray]
Mayor Cobb: This is your "Jason Voorhees" here.
[pours ashes out]
Mayor Cobb: This!
[plants ashtray in Tucker's hand]
Mayor Cobb: Your ass is on the line here, Tucker. Are you getting that? You get me a Goddamn LIVE suspect!
[Cobb exits. Tucker, enraged, breaks the ashtray by throwing it against a wall]
Sheriff Cal Tucker: [talking to himself] What the hell's going on here?
Roy: You talking to me, sheriff?
Sheriff Cal Tucker: Huh?
Roy: I thought you were talking to me.
Lana: Hmm, Lana. Lana...
[leaning inside]
Lana: Hey Lana? Do you want Billy?
Lana: You sure?
Lana: She says she wants you too, but you're gonna have to wait a few minutes 'till she's done inside.
[enters the restaurant]
Ethel: [to chicken] I'm gonna chop you into itty, bitty little pieces, my friend. Just like they done to that piggo over at that fuckin' crazy farm. Eeeeyah!
[decapitates chicken]
Junior: Eeeeyah!
[imitates Ethel using spoon]
Junior: Ha ha ha ha.
Ethel: You big dildo. Eat your fucking slop! Ain't I make the best goddamned stew in the whole wide world?
Junior: Best goddamned stew in the whole wide world, Mama.
Pete: Alright, either you got the car started for you're a dead man.
[while humming a tune, he tries to start the car]
Pete: It ain't starting, man. You fucked up again. It ain't startin'. I'm gonna kick your ass... Kick your ass. Come on now. Come on now, everybody... It ain't starting. Come on, motherfucker... Fix the fucking car! You fucked up again, you asshole... Hey what you doing out there Vinnie?
[the car finally starts]
Pete: Whoo! Alright, and we're off! Let's go!
[Jason grabs him from behind and slashes his throat]
Tina: Eddie, we can't. Matt will kill us.
Eddie: Fuck him!
Tina: Fuck you.
Eddie: Exactly. Fuck me.
Anita: What's wrong? Hey, you okay?
Demon: It's them damn enchiladas.
[Billy is preparing cocaine]
Billy: That's it. That's the whole fuckin' thing right there. There it is, you just stay right there, doll. That's just what the doctor ordered. Nothin' like a little prevented medicine. And, the forecast is; Cloudy in the mountains, sunny in the valleys, and snow flurries, up your nose!
[Takes a whiff]
Ethel: [after Junior is decapitated and Ethel hears the door open] 'Bout time, you fuck wad. I knew you couldn't pass up on my stew.
Ethel: Holy shit! Who the fuck are you and what the fuck do you want?
Ethel: You dumb dildo!
Pete: Just fix it, Man, those cunts aren't going to wait all night.
Vinnie: This is a mess. No way. I refuse to do this! You're the one who keeps fucking around with it so get off your ass and fix it! You understand? Pete!
Vinnie: [Pete honks the horn loudly, startling Vinnie. He then begins to laugh] You are an asshole!
Pete: Aww, what's the matter, Vinnie? You scared of the dark? You all creeped out by that murder at the nuthouse?
Vinnie: Oh yeah, sure. Look, as far as I'm concerned, all those loonies should be killed off one by one. Can you try it now?
Pete: [engine won't start] Geez, man, can't you do anything? Stop screwin' around! Get this thing done by the time I get back. I gotta take a crap.
Vinnie: Crap my ass!
Pete: Just do it, man! I mean it.
Vinnie: [Pete walks away] Fucking asshole!
Pete: Now either you've got the car started, or you're a dead man.
[gets in car, singing]
Pete: A ratta-tatta-tatta-tatta-tooey! A ratta-tatta-tatta-tatta-tooey!
Pete: It's not starting, Vinnie!
Pete: A roota-toota-toota-toota-tinny! A ratta-tatta-tatta-tatta-tooey!
[starts the car]
Pete: Yeah! Whoo! And we're off! Come on! Let's go!
["Jason" grabs his head from backseat and slits his throat with a machete]
Vinnie: I'm telling you Pete, this is bullshit. This really sucks!
Pete: Just do it. Fix it, man. Those cunts aren't gonna wait all night.
Vinnie: [Looks under the hood] Oh fuck, this is a mess.

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