JASON GOES TO HELL: THE FINAL FRIDAY

JASON GOES TO HELL: THE FINAL FRIDAY   

Story by Jay Huguely & Adam Marcus

Screenplay by Dean Lorey & Jay Huguely

FADE IN:

1 EXT. CRYSTAL LAKE - DUSK

We're rapidly moving across the water, skimming, towards the

dark woods on the far shore.
　
2 EXT. BACK ROAD/INT. TOYOTA CELICA - DUSK

ELIZABETH MARCUS drives her Toyota Celica along this heavily

wooded road. She's a young woman, innocent looking, sweet

and pretty.

The light is fading. Shadows begin to overtake the land.

She is obviously some place remote. A sign caught briefly

in her headlights says, "CRYSTAL LAKE - 4 MILES". Elizabeth

swings the car around a barely seen curve in the road. She

pulls up...

3 EXT. DESERTED CABIN - DUSK

Elizabeth parks the Toyota. She gets out, takes a look at

the cabin.

A "FOR RENT" sign hangs, tacked to the porch at an angle.

The place looks dark, dirty, uninviting.

She moves to her rear door, opens it and bends in to get her

over-night bag. Behind her, the darkness gapes with the

ominous threat of violence.

She comes back out of the car and moves to the cabin. A

porch swing, rotted and unusable, BANGS METHODICALLY against

the old wood of the house. Elizabeth fumbles for the keys

and drops them.

As she bends down to pick off, the "FOR RENT" sign snaps it

chain and swings down, missing her neck by inches.

Startled, she rips the sign off and tosses it onto the porch

with a LOUD BANG.

4 INT. DESERTED CABIN - LIVING ROOM - DUSK

Elizabeth enters. The place is damp and dank. A layer of

moldy dust has gathered. Shadows obscure the corners of the

room.

Elizabeth put down her bag and gropes the wall for a switch.

She finds one. Flips it. The light turns on for a few brief

moments...then sputters and goes out.

ELIZABETH

Shit...

She turns and goes back outside.

5 EXT. DESERTED CABIN - DUSK

Elizabeth walks slowly around the cabin, towards a decrepit

old woodshed at the edge of a dark, unfriendly woods. She

slowly opens the door...a mossy ladder rests against the far

wall.

Elizabeth enters and walks towards the ladder. Suddenly, the

woodshed door BANGS CLOSED. Elizabeth SHRIEKS then,

scrabbling at the door, flings it open and rushes outside

with the ladder.

There is a RUSTLE off among the trees. She hesitates again.

Footsteps on dry leaves? Just a gust of wind off the lake?

With a last look over her shoulder, she drags the ladder back

towards the cabin and enters.

6 INT. DESERTED CABIN - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

Elizabeth comes back in with the ladder. She picks up her

bag, removes a four pack of bulbs and, climbing on the

ladder, replaces the bulb in the living room. The light

comes on...but it's scant illumination against the dark night.

Suddenly, her foot slips on the slimy step of the ladder and

she drops the old bulb, which SHATTERS LOUDLY on the floor.

Grimacing, Elizabeth climbs down the ladder and quickly

sweeps up the broken glass. Having done that, she shuts the

front door all the way, then puts her bag on the bed and

opens it. She takes out a few pairs of jeans and some shirts

and moves to the standing wardrobe.

We know that she will open the doors of that wardrobe and

come face to face with her death.

She opens the wardrobe.

Nothing...just a moth.