It was our fear that gave him his powers. So we're marked now.

Man, screw that clown. What kind of a pussy goes after you in your dreams, anyway? Like that big ass mother****er back in the cornfield. That's what we should be afraid of. Tell me who the **** that was?

His name was Jason Voorhees.

Um. Shit! How'd you know we were here?

Nothing personal, but the Scooby van out back wasn't even settle. You couldn't keep your keys to your door.

Kia

Great, so now we're completely ****!

No, I'm here to help you. That this Jason Voorhees person drowned at Camp Crystal Lake. The counselors weren't watching him. Then, they made a mistake of killing his mother. Now legend has it, Jason kept returning from his grave to punish whoever returns to the camp. I think we're dealing with a copycat here.

No. No. No, no, no. He's not a copycat. I've seen what he can do. He's the real Jason.

That's impossible, Linderman. Jason is dead.

Yeah, well, you better start thinking outside your little box, dude, 'cause somebody's definitely breaking the **** reality rules, OK?