Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

You do that, brother. Okay. - I'm spent.

So you don't wanna be friends? You don't wanna hang out?

My boy's still out there. I'm gonna go get him.

Let Daddy have a little lick.

They said they're sending someone.

Here's to Daddy's shoes and fucking douche bags.

- Where's your sense of adventure? - Oh, come on.

Jesus, where are the police?

Her son, Jason...

Shut the fuck up!

leave them the fuck alone nigga

I mean, I bailed when I was 17, and she stayed with my mom.

All right. Let's go. Come on. Hurry.

Give me your hand, Jenna. Come on, hurry.

- No, I think I'm gonna... - Oh, no. Don't do that again.

Where is everybody? There's a guy out there carrying a dead body.

...but the owner makes the rules.

And so does he.

Outsiders come, they don't know where to walk.

You won't be disappointed.

I never liked camp. Why?

- I knew it. - What?

- I gotta follow him. He had a dead body.

That'd be nice, but, well, I can't exactly leave them here alone.

Oh, my God. What the fuck?

- I wanna go. - What?

...and Whitney took care of her every single day.

- What do you wanna do first? What do you wanna do?

You people are rich.

...he came back.

...I wanna come back...

And here we have the stoned American male, foraging for food.

Is this all we brought to drink? No Heineken?

I'm gonna kill you.

I don't eat fish.

- Oh, thank God. Go, go.

No, we're not. Not everything shows up on GPS, Richie.

Look. I think this might be a way out.

...the place was called Camp Crystal Lake.

Me and Cecilia Fucking so hard

You fucking jerk, you found the weed.

Hi, I want to report a homicide.

Your parents do not have Combos or Funyuns.

In my next life...

Lucille? Baby, is that you?

That's you, babe.

No. We're close, I think.

Look, I didn't mean to startle you. I was trying to get your attention.

- I don't know you. - No, you don't know me.

Give me the gun.