Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

What's wrong, Lori?
Fucking gutted Trey like a Goddamn turkey, man.
Make them remember me, Jason.
Did Mom die in a car accident?
and that's given us four years of peace.
Linderman, you know, I always pictured you...
Mike?
His name was Jason Voorhees.
escaped from Westin Hills last night.
Right. Sorry.
And now that it's working...
You listen to me.
Oh, shit.
Let's leave, man. Let's leave right now.
No, not yet.
First the monkey was there sleeping.
So?
Get away from her!
Because I thought you were a fucking general practitioner!
My brother said it's our fear that gives him his power.
We can handle this. We've stopped him before.
Cobra Kia
I heard some guy Krueger killed them both.
I closed it.
Tell me something.
Try this on!
My children...
Your back door was open.
You know what, Kia?
You've just been through a very traumatic experience.
That's crazy.
I'm gonna get some beer. Do you guys want anything?
Who is he?
Gibb! Oh, my God!
You want some free advice?
It's been five minutes.
I think we have a copycat of the old Jason Voorhees...
Shit!
Hey Asshole Up here
No, that's what he wanted you to believe...
We need this stuff.
It's OK. It's OK.
No, no, no!
I mean, I needed to know that you were safe.
Die, you little bitch.
Seven, eight, try to stay up late
Now!
Can't you see I'm busy here?
Nooo!
Holy shit.
Do you know what your gift is?
We're almost there.
How come we all have to take it?
it was the children who gave me my power.
Well, I will be soon enough.
I swear, every day it's the same thing.
Same old Gibb!
Nothing personal, but the Scooby van out back...
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Be careful.
No, wait, wait!
I want to know why you've been lying to me!
Jesus, Linderman. You--you're really hurt.
No, Daddy None Of Us Did.
Back for revenge in our nightmares.
as a straight up bedwetter.
Do they know who did this?
Iike they know something...
Maybe he's not strong enough yet.
of both of these charts.
that keeps humping your leg.
No! No, I'm not gonna do that. No!
My dad covered it up to protect me.
Your father's on his way.
Walkin' down the road Stop it!!!!!!!!!!! now let's go to the bleeding
They treated him like he was a fucking disease...
I'm coming back.
He's like one of those fucking froufrou dogs...
All right, this isn't it, guys.
I don't want to go to sleep, Dad.
but my mouth says yes-yes.
I mean, what kind of a pussy...
Why don't you go find yourself a pig to fuck?
You ugly little shit.
Mike?
the fucking reality rules, OK?
Soon he'll be strong enough.