PAMELA: Oh, I can't help you if you don't calm down, now...
ALICE: But she's dead, and he's dead, and, oh my god, poor Bill! Oh, god!
PAMELA: Alright, alright, alright, come on, dear, then show me.
ALICE: Oh no, no!
PAMELA: Oh, but it's alright, I'll take care of you. I used to work for the Christies.
ALICE: Oh god, what's going on here? Please help me get out of here!
PAMELA: It's just this place... and the storm. That's why you're upset.
ALICE: Oh no, they're all dead! They're all dead!
PAMELA: Alright, I'll go look.
ALICE: Oh please don't leave me! They'll kill you, too!
PAMELA: Well, I'm not afraid.
Mrs. Voorhees walks into Cabin B as Alice follows, rather stunned and confused. Pamela sees Brenda's body.
PAMELA: Oh, oh my lord. So young, so pretty. Oh, what monster could have done this?
ALICE: Bill's out there...
PAMELA: Oh god, this place!
Pamela throws her hands against the wall.
PAMELA: Steve should never have opened this place again. There's been too much trouble here. Did you know a young boy drowned, the year before those two others were killed? The counselors weren't paying any attention. They were making love while that poor boy drowned. His name was Jason.
PAMELA: I was working the day that it happened, preparing meals here. I was the cook. Jason stood and watched . . .
Pamela grabs Alice.
PAMELA: . . . every minute! He was... he wasn't a very good swimmer.
Pamela relaxes.
PAMELA: We can go now, dear.
ALICE (slowly realizing the truth): I think we should wait for Mr. Christy!
PAMELA: Oh, that's not necessary.
ALICE: You don't understand!
VOICE: Mama, mom! Help, mommy! Mom, help! Mommy, help!
PAMELA: I am Jason, I am.
ALICE (realizing Mrs. Voorhees is crazy): Oh god.
PAMELA: You see, Jason was my son, and today is his birthday.
ALICE: Where's Mr. Christy?
PAMELA: Oh, I couldn't let them open this place again, could I? Not after what happened. Oh, my sweet, innocent Jason. My only child, Jason. You let him drown; you never payed any attention!
Pamela throws Alice to the floor.
PAMELA: What you did to him.
Pamela pulls out a knife from a belt sheath.
PAMELA: Look what you did to him!
ALICE: No, no!
Alice grabs a poker and hits Pamela twice. Alice runs out the door, and Mrs. Voorhees follows. Alice goes to the jeep and opens the door, but Marcie's dead body is in the seat. She runs again, but Steve Christy's body falls down out of a tree right in front of her, swinging back and forth by ropes.
Mrs. Voorhees begins to speak like the Voice, indicating either possession or schizophrenia.
PAMELA and VOICE: Kill her, mommy, kill her! Don't let her get away, mommy! Don't let her live!
PAMELA: I won't, Jason. I won't.
Alice runs into the Boathouse, finds a rifle and puts it down to look for bullets. Mrs. Voorhees turns the generator back on, making the lights return. Alice tries to knock the lock off of the drawer that she thinks hold the bullets. Pamela appears at the door.
PAMELA: Come, dear. It will be as easy for you as it was for Jason.
PAMELA and VOICE: Kill her, mommy! Kill her! Kill her!
Alice throws the rifle and various things at her. Mrs. Voorhees slaps Alice four times and throws her down. They wrestle, and Alice punches Mrs. Voorhees twice, running out of the Boathouse. Mrs. Voorhees recovers and stalks past the grounded dock that Alice is hiding behind. Alice runs in the opposite direction once the coast is clear.
PAMELA and VOICE: Kill her, mommy! Kill her! She can't hide. No place to hide! Get her, mommy! Get her! Kill her! Kill her!
Alice runs into Cabin B and turns on the lights. She starts to hide behind a cabinet in the kitchen, but then she goes into the dark closet instead. She cringes down against the door. She hears a window break. The kitchen light turns on, and there's lots of rustling until a door shuts. Silence. Alice crouches under the doorknob as it slowly turns and is jostled. Mrs. Voorhees uses the poker to try to get in, hacking at the door.
Alice reaches around frantically and gets a frying pan. Voorhees breaks in, but Alice knocks her out with the frying pan, causing Pamela's head to bleed. Alice eases by the unconscious killer and runs to the docks. She sits by a canoe with an oar in it, looking at her reflection in the lake.
Mrs. Voorhees attacks from behind with machete, but thanks to noticing the reflection, Alice blocks the attack with the oar. Mrs. Voorhees takes up the oar and hits Alice, then choking her. She bites Alice, but Alice crawls away. Pamela catches up and beats Alice's head against the ground.
Alice bites Pamela and runs to the discarded machete. She grabs it and runs towards the stunned Mrs. Voorhees.
She cuts Pamela's head off, whose hands grasp at the air even after the head has fallen. Alice drops the machete and gets into a canoe, drifting off into the middle of the lake to await morning.
Morning on Crystal Lake. Alice lays in the canoe peacefully, running her fingers in the water. A police car drives up with its lights flashing. Two officers get out and look across the lake at Alice. One calls to her but gets no answer.
Slightly awake but still clearly in shock, she looks up, but the moldy, rotten child-like form of Jason Voorhees grabs her and pulls her underneath the water with him, toppling the canoe.
Hospital Room. Alice lies in bed. An Operator, Doctor, and Tierney tend to her.
ALICE (waking up): No! No!
DOCTOR: Three milligrams of valium. It's alright now, it's over, everything's over.
NURSE: Roll over, roll over.
PA VOICE: Doctor Miller wanted in Surgery. Doctor Miller wanted in Surgery.
NURSE (finishing the shot): Okay.
DOCTOR: Okay.
TIERNEY: Your folks are on their way up.
ALICE: Is there anyone else alive? Are they all dead?
TIERNEY: Yes, ma'am. Two of my men pulled you out of the lake. We thought you were dead, too. Do you remember very much?
ALICE (remembering): The boy is he dead, too?
TIERNEY: Who?
ALICE: The boy... Jason.
TIERNEY: Jason?
ALICE: In the lake, the one... the one who attacked me... the one who pulled me underneath the water.
TIERNEY: Ma'am, we didn't find any boy.
ALICE (staring at the camera, forlornly): But ... then he's still there...
The lake sits peacefully, devoid of campers and visitors.
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