I KNOW WHAT YOU DID LAST SUMMER
Barry -
Okay Ray just taking care of your girl like I promised.
Ray -
Thanks, Buddie, now lets blow.
Helen -
Yeah okay, lets beem down to Dawson's beach. Enjoy a ride?
Julie (To Max) -
Bye.
EXT. Reapers curve --- Driving along the highway, driving very dangerously.
EXT. SouthPort beach --- The four friends are on the beach.
Ray -
So the boy and girl are making out right? When they hear over the radio that
this lunatic killer's escaped from an insane asylum, he gots this long sharp
hook for a hand.
Barry -
No, you're telling it wrong.
Ray -
Shut Up! So the girl, she gets all scared right? And the boy, all hot and
bothered, he gets pissed and peels out.
Barry -
No, no, no no. That's not the way it goes, okay the boy goes for help and the
girl stays in the car and she hears this scratching sound...
Helen (interupting) -
It's not a scratching sound, it's a drip, drip, drip.
Barry -
No. its scartching because the guys been hung from a tree limb and his feet are
scratching on the roof of the car.
Helen -
No, he's been decapitated and it's the blood for his severed neck that's
dripping on the car going drip, drip, drip.
Julie -
No he wasn't decapitated, he was gutted with a hook. That's the way I heard it.
Ray -
You're all wrong, they get back to the girls house and find the lunatics bloody
hook in the car door. Now that's the original story, that's the way it really
happened.
Barry -
Hey, hey none of it really happened, it's a bullshit ghost story to begin with .
Ray -
No it's not, it's true.
Helen -
Yeah I don't think so Ray
Ray -
I swear it.
Julie -
Please, it's a fictional story created to warn young girls of the dangers of
having premarital sex.
Ray -
Well actually honey, you know how terrified I am of your IQ but it's an urban
legend, american folklore and they all usually originate from some real life
incident.
Ray smiles.
Some time has passed on the beach and Helen is running around while Barry is
laying on the ground.
Helen -
So by that time, I will just be finishing my two year contract on Guiding Light,
coinciding with your first year as starting quaterback for the steelers...
Barry -
Cowboys!
Helen -
Whatever. Then we can elope in Europe or the Caymans or wherever where I will
let you impregnate me with the first of thrre children, before you head off to
rehab and then we can live hapily...
Another part of the beach. Julie is walking alone on the beach calling out for
Ray.
Ray (running behind her) -
I'm gonna hook you!!
Julie -
Hey Ray you don't really believe all that crap do you?
Ray -
That's true.
Julie -
Please, it's really a phallic symbol.
Ray -
Oh really?
Julie -
Yeah ultimatly castrated. God I'm gonna miss you.
They sit down on the sand.
Ray -
You don't have to, you can always ditch this Boston thing and come to New York
with me.
Julie -
Yeah well we can't all sit in the village coffee house and ramble esoterically
on our laptops. There just isn't enough room.
Ray -
See, no one gets me the way you do.
Julie -
I understand your pain
Ray -
Precisely.
Julie -
I hate this. I really hate this. You're gonna go off and fall for some head
shaving-black wearing-tattoo covered-body peircing philosophy student.
Ray -
That sounds attractive.
Julie -
And I'll never see you again.
Ray -
Hey, did you know the success rate of high school sweetheart realationships is
higher than any other type of relationship?
Julie -
Yeah? Name your source.
Ray then puts his hand on his heart. Julie begins to remove her jacket.
Ray -
Are you sure?
Julie nods yes. Music comes up and the two begin to kiss as they lay on the
ground.
Cut to - Helen and Barry at Barry's car. Barry wan't the keys to his car.
Helen -
Okay manmeat give me the keys.
Barry -
Who's car is this? Nobody drives my car but me.
Helen -
I know that baby but the Croaker Queen has to get home now.
Helen then grabs the keys from Barry.
Helen -
Thank you.
Julie and Ray walk up.
Helen -
Hey you two.
Helen tosses the keys to Ray.
Barry -
Give me my fuckin' keys.
Ray -
You're trashed pal.
Helen -
Come ride in the back with me, I'll let you do things to me.
Barry (to Ray) -
Nobody drives my car but me you got that shit smear?
Ray -
Loud and clear. Get in the car.
INT. Barry's car. --- Ray is driving, Julie is in the passanger seat and Barry
and Helen are in the back seat making out. The car shifts and Barry sits up.
Barry - You can't drive for shit you know that?
Julie (to Barry) -
Can you say Al-co-hol-ic???
Sappy music is playing on the radio.
Barry -
What the hell is this crap?
Barry then puts on some thrash music and climbs out the sunroof while swilling
back the booze and screaming. Barry then drops his bottle on Ray and the car
starts to slide.
Julie -
You asshole.
Ray -
What's wrong with you?
Barry -
WATCH OUT!!!!!!!
The car hits something hard and skids off the road.
Helen -
What was that?
Ray -
I don't know.
Julie -
Is everybody okay?
Helen -
Yeah
Ray -
Maybe it was an animal
Barry comes down through the sunroof.
Helen -
Oh my god you're bleeding.
Barry wipes the blood of his face.
Barry -
It's not mine.
Ray -
It must have been a dog or something.
Barry (screaming) -
Jesus Christ, my fuckin' car.
They all hop out and look at the smashed up car.
Barry -
Fuck! Can't you see where you're going??
Ray -
Look, it came out of nowhere, I didn't see it.
Julie -
A dog couldn't have done that.
Barry -
Yeah well a fucking deer could.
Ray -
You dropped your bottle, I was just...
Barry (interupting) -
My dad is gonna freak on my ass.
Helen -
It was an accident leave him alone.
Julie -
Where is it? If it was a deer then where is it??
Ray -
Maybe it ran off.
Helen -
I hope so, I hope we didn't kill it.
Barry -
Fuck that. Lets go.
Julie sees a mans boot on the side on the road with blood on it.
Julie -
Oh my god.
She runs and picks it up.
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