i'm glad you decided to come after all.
you let me worry about him, okay? personal experiences are what fuel the minds of great writers, rennie. you made the right decision.
everything okay?
did you know that i'm giving up teaching?
since the school is closing anyway, i'm going to write that novel i've been threatening on everybody.
a senior class cruise to manhattan, laced with romance, adventure and murder. or a gothic cook book. i haven't decided which.
go on, open it.
stephen king supposedly used it when he was in high school.
rennie, you're the best student i ever had. you have a real gift. if anybody can make use of that pen, it's you.
hello, charles. has everyone checked in?
don't be. they probably decided to explore each other rather than new york.
charles, there's someone else coming along too.
and neither do you. it's up to rennie to decide what she wants to do.
and she sure doesn't have one now, either. she needs to live.
no, i think it's just the beginning.
what's wrong, rennie??
poetry in motion, miles.
rennie -- i was just on my way over to your room
no, but i'm sure toby's fine. the ship's only so big and there's certainly no way off it, is there?
so, are you having fun yet?
i seem to detect a hint of ingenuousness in your tone. in other words, level with me.
spins around, seeing tamara standing there with eva.
isn't looking at rennie, her attention on admonishing tamara.
why on earth would you do something like that?
bring her a towel, okay?
she's fine -- everybody go back to what you were doing.
care to talk about it?
i gathered that.
i had a skiing accident in high school, broke my left leg. it took three winters before i would even look at the snow again. but the solution kept eluding me. i finally took lessons. i've never broken a bone since.
maybe not. but you're not telling me everything, are you?
when did this start?
after your parents passed away?
did you have an accident in the lake?
only one young boy ever drowned in that lake, and that was before you were even born. his name was jason voorhees.
she's fine, charles. take it easy.
ronnie? i just came by to see how you were feeling.
rennie?
where is she?
oh dear god.
what are you doing??
but that doesn't prove that he's the one!
please everybody, stay here!!
what was that??
what happens if we don't get control of the ship, sean? i want you to tell me the truth.
did you find rennie?
he's doing the best he can, charles.
we already thought of that -- nobody could possibly see it in this storm.
what about the fire??
what are you talking about?
everybody wait right here until i come back with the others -- understand?
everybody climb in!
nothing! i went to her cabin and.
everybody hurry. please.
turns to see jason approaching them with axe raised. she backs away but jason ignores her, heading directly for the hoist. he arches back with his weapon and slices
sees it all, her intestines constricting in agonizing knots. she summons all her rationale and sends it down to her legs, running away as fast as she can.
jason. he has an axe.
come on, sweetheart -- get in.
leave her alone, charles!
it's the only way, rennie. let's get in the boat now, okay? please. for me?
do you know where we are, sean?
it's okay. you're safe now.
there must be a phone around here somewhere.
please, don't hurt her.
i don't think that's such a safe idea
is it true, rennie??
i'm afraid you'll have some trouble believing us.
thank you. the first thing we' have to do is find julius.