Justin: {Unfolds piece of paper and reads it. The paper says, "I know what you did last summer"} Yo shit~! How dis hommie find out bout me and JC?!? I bet dat bitch told, I gotsta go finds dis shit out.
{Drives his Benz to the docks to find JC}
Justin: Yo bitch, JC~! Get yo hoochie ass over heres~!
{JC looks up and sees Justin. He walks over to him}
JC: Hi Justin.
Justin: {Shoves piece of paper in JC's face} Yo why you be tellin everyone bout us?
JC: {Looks at paper} What?!? But I didn't tell anyone, I swear.
Justin: Well how dese Gs be knowin den?
JC: I don't know, {Starts to cry} I don't like it when you yell at me.
Justin: Listen bitch dis ain't no time to be crin we need to finds out who be sayin dis shit.
JC: {Sobs} Ok....
Justin: Who be knowin bout us? {Thinks} I gots it...It must be dat hoochie momma Chris~!
JC: Why Chris?
Justin: Cuz dat bitch is so old he ain't never gets no play.
JC: So?
Justin: Don't makes me have to bitch slap yo ass. Chris be envyin our relationship and be trin to blackmail us~!
JC: But why would be want to blackmail us?
Justin: Cuz he wants dis body.
JC: Oh, Justin your so smart, and manly.
Justin: I be knowin dis, lets go get dat ugly bitch.
{Justin and JC drive to the "Designs by Buskit" the towns local clothing store}
Justin: Yo I be lookin for dis ugly shit name Chris? Where dat mofo be?
{Chris' sister walks over to Justin}
Chris' Sister: Could you please keep you voice down, we have costumers.
Justin: Where yo bitch brother be hidin at?
Chris' Sister: Try over there by the perfume.
Justin: Yo why he be workin in dat section?
Chris' Sister: Because the perfume hides his odor...
Justin: Oh, dat be da troof.
{JC and Justin walk over to the perfume section}
Chris: {Sprays Justin with perfume} Can I help you?
Justin: {Grabs Chris by his shirt} Don't be sprayin my fine ass wit that cheap K-Mart shit.
Chris: Sorry, no need to get all bitchy about it. {Flips braids out of his face with the back of his hand} Jeez.
Justin: Chris you ugly shit why you be sendin me dis shit? {Shows paper to Chris}
Chris: {Gasps} Oh my~!
Justin: {Looks at JC} I be tellin ya it was him.
Chris: No, no it wasn't me.
Justin: What you talkin about Willis?
Chris: I got the same thing~! {Takes a piece of paper out of back pocket and shows it to JC and Justin}
Justin: Yo dis whole shit be whack~!
JC: What does all this mean?!?
Chris: I was hoping one of you knew....
Justin: Yo I be thinkin it was you.
Chris: We need to get to the bottom of this.
Justin: No doubt.
JC: But who is doing all this?!?
Chris: {Thinking} Hold on, I got one, Justin you got one {Turns to JC} did you get one?
JC: {Turns red} Yyes....
Justin: What up wit dat? Why didn't you be tellin me!?!
JC: I was scared, I didn't know what to do {Starts to cry}
Chris: Well maybe Joey got one too...
JC: {Stops crying} And Lance~!
Justin and Chris: Who?!?
JC: Ya know, Lance, our other bandmate...
Justin: Yo B, what you be talkin bout?
JC: Nevermind, let's just go find Joey.
{The 3 drive to Joey's house}
Justin: Yo he betters be home...
{Knocks on the door. 10 seconds later the door flies open and there stands Joey with a box of cookies in his hands}
Joey: Whut?
Justin: We needs to be talkin wit you.
Joey: {Shoves cookie into mouth} Whut about?
Chris: We all got this strange message sent to us and we were wondering if you got one too.
Joey: {Drops box of cookies} Shit, you mean that little white piece of paper that said it knew what I did last summer?!? You all got one too?!?
JC: {Screams} Ahhhhh~! We're all going to die~!
Joey: I just figured it meant he knew about me and that underage girl....
Justin: No G, we all be gettin one too. I thoughts it meant he be knowin bout me and JC.
Chris: And I thought it meant he knew about me being an alien baby.
{Everyone looks at Chris in disbelief}
Joey: {Spits out cookie} Whut!?!
Chris: Um...hee hee nevermind...
Justin: Yo we can't be worrin about Chris' alien ass right nows.
JC: Your right Justin, we need to find Lance and see if he got one also.
Joey: Who?
JC: Don't you guys remember Lance?
All 3: No.
JC: He's the 5th member of Nsync.
{The 3 guys start laughing}
JC: What's so funny?
Justin: We don't be havin 5 members.
Joey: Yeah, we have. {Tries to count} Um...not 5.
Chris: Let's go inside and see if we can figure out who would do such a thing...
Joey: Good idea, I'll order some take out cuz I'm starving~!
{They all walk into Joey's house and take a seat in the living room. Joey walks into the kitchen to order take out}
JC: I'm so scare...Justin hold me.
Justin: Yo not now B, I be tryin to thinks.
Chris: Hummm....who would be doing such a thing, and why?
Justin: I don'ts know, but it be sometink we all did last summer.
Chris: Oh my God Justin, that's like...right.
Justin: No doubt.
JC: Wow Justin, you are so smart.
Justin: I be knowin dis already.
{Joey walks into the room}
Chris: Hey Joey, can you think of something bad that we all did last summer?
Joey: Um...our summer tour was pretty bad.
Justin: Yo G dat be right...maybe dis mofo be a angry fan or somethin.
JC: Yeah, our fans are kinda crazy {Flips hand and laughs}
Joey: I order from Long John Silvers, hope you all like seafood.
Justin: Yo hows can you be thinkin bout food at a time like dis?
Joey: Well, if I'm going to die, then I'm going to die on a full stomach.
JC; Let's not fight, there's someone out there who doesn't like us and is sending us threatening little white piece of paper written in blood and {sobs} we don't have one clue who it is.... {Screams} We're all going to die~!
Justin: Yo gets a hold of yourself B, before I be bitch slappin ya.
JC: Sorry....
Chris: So you think it could be a fan?
Justin: No Doubt.
JC: Wait~! what about a Backstreet Boys fan?!?
Joey: Shit
Justin: Hells yeah~!
Chris: That's a good thought.
Joey: Those little bitches...
{Just then the doorbell rings}
Joey: That must be the food, I'll be right back....
Justin: So now what we be doin bout dis? I mean I bes super sexy already, I can'ts do no more.
JC: Yeah and I'm the next super sexy...
Chris: Uh huh and I'm the super freak.
Justin: And Joey's the Superman...what dose BsB fans be wantin from us?
JC: {Pouts} Yeah, what do they have that we dont?!?
{Just then Joey stumbles into the room, his neck cut open, as well as his stomach.}
JC: {Scream} Ahhhhhh~!
Justin: Yo dat be some whack ass shit~!
Joey: {Stutters} Nick Carter....
{Joey falls to the floor dead}
JC: He's dead~!
Justin: Yo no shit Sherlock.
Chris: Who did this?
JC: Oh my God, oh my God....
Chris: Wait, didn't he say Nick Carter?!?
Justin: Word yeah~!
JC: Nick's the killer?!?
Justin: Dat little shit, he be obviously jealous dat I be so much sexier den him.
Chris: But he can be anywhere in the house....what should we do?
JC: Ooo~! {Throw up hands in excitement} Let's call the police~!
Justin: Right, da Po po can be helpin us, cuz we be famous.
Chris: The phone's in the kitchen, let's go~!
{The guys walk over Joey's body and run into the kitchen to the phone}
Chris: {Picks up the phone} Oh no~!
Justin: What yo?
Chris: He cut the phone lines~!
JC: {Screams} Ahhh~! We're all going to die~!
Justin: Shut up bitch, I got dis shit under control. {Gets out Cellphone} Now who's da bomb?
Chris: Just shut up and call before Nick finds out where we are~! It won't take him too long...this is the Kitchen where all the food is.
Justin: Chill B, {Opens Phone} What the hell?
JC: What's wrong?
Justin: Shits, we be out of range~!
JC: Oh no, what are we going to do?!?
Justin: Don't be panicin yo, we just needs to get up on da tight weapons.
Chris: Good idea~! I bet Joey has some knives or something in here.
{The guys rummage around the kitchen trying to find weapons and 5 mins later...}
Chris: {With a sharp butcher's knife in his hands} Now lets see how tuff that little bleach blonde shit is.
Justin: {With a frying pan in his hands} Yo I bes bleachin my hairs too~!
Chris: Oh sorry.
Justin: {Turn to JC} Yo JC, you be rememberin the plan?
JC: {With box of donuts in his hands} I don't see why I have to be the bait...
Justin: Cuz I be sayin so, dats why.
JC: But...
Justin: Now remember when he be seein da donuts he's goin run after yo ass so you throw da donuts da other way and runs out da front door to my Benz. Chris and me will be waitin dere fo you.
JC: Ok...
Chris: Let's go then~!
{The guys run out the kitchen and head towards the front door. As they get to Joey's body they see a man in a yellow slicker at the top of the stairs}
Justin: Yo JC dis be all you~!
{Justin and Chris make a break for the door leaving JC behind}
JC: Um...hee hee hey there Nick. You hungry? {Holds up the box of donuts}
{The man in the yellow slicker slowly makes his way down the stairs. Meanwhile outside...}
Justin: Shit dat mofo slashed my tires~! My po Benz~!
Chris: We're screwed.
Justin: Shut up Chris, you never be screwed before...my po car. Dat son of a bitch gonna pay fo dis~!
{Just then they can hear JC scream from inside the house}
JC: Ahhhhhhhhhhh~! Oh my God~!
Justin: {Gripping his frying pan} First he be messin wit my Benz, den he be killin my bitch? Oh no, now it be on~!
{Justin runs back into the house leaving Chris alone in the car}
Chris: I'll just stay here and protect the car...
Back inside the house....
JC: Ahhhhhh~! No, it can't be...please don't hurt me~!
Justin: Yo JC, where your ass be hidin at?!?
JC: {Turns around} Justin?!?
Justin: {Seeing JC} Dere you be...yo bitch why you be screamin? Ain't shit here.
JC: {Turning back around} But...he was just here~!
Justin: Why didn't you be throwin da donuts like I be tellin you?
JC: That's just it Justin, I did everything you said, but he didn't go after the donuts like you said he would.
Justin: What da? But Nick don't be reassessin donuts.
JC: That's because it's not Nick, it's...
{Just then there's a scream from outside}
Justin: Shit dat must be Chris~!
{Justin and JC run outside to see Chris slumped over in Justin's car barely alive. His stomach is cut open like Joey's and he's bleeding all over the place}
Justin: My Benz~!
JC: Your poor car...
Chris: {Looking up at Justin and JC} Nick Carter....
{Chris dies and JC starts to cry}
Justin: Dat little butterball gots blood all over my Benz...
JC: First Joey, now Chris. Next is us~!
Justin: {Rips open shirt and screams} Comes on Nick...I be right here~! Comes and gets me~! {Hits chest with fists} Comes and gets me Donut Boy~!
JC: But Justin...
Justin: Not now JC I be tempting dat pussy to come out so I can be hittin him wits my fryin pan. {Screams} Now be comin on Nick, comes and gets me~!
JC: It's not Nick.
Justin: {Looks at JC} Whut?!?
JC: That's what I've been trying to tell you, it's not Nick, that's why he didn't take the donut bait.
Justin: Yo well fucks me~!
JC: Don't you think we should wait until we're not being chased by Captin Hook for that?
Justin: Yo who it bes den?
JC: It's...
{Just then the man with the yellow slicker appears from behind a close tree}
Justin: Yo you gots blood all over my Benz you little shit {Waves frying pan} Nows you gonna pay~!
Killer: No I don't think so...it's you who is going to pay.
JC: {Screams} Ahhhh~! We're going to die~!
Justin: Chills out bitch. Why me and my G gotsta pay? What we be doin to you?
Killer: You thought I wouldn't find out, you thought you could replace me...
Justin: Yo, why I gotsta be stalked by some crackhead Long John Silvers employee?
Killer: But I was smarter, ha ha, I thought to myself, "Why let them treat you like shit? Why not get even and kill them all~! Let's see them replace you when they're dead~!"
Justin: Uh huh dats be a nice story but whats da hell you be talkin about Willis?!?
Killer: {Glares at Justin} My name isn't Willis~! My name is {Pulls off yellow slicker hat} Lance~!
Justin: Who?
Lance: Damnit it's me Lance...your bandmate?
Justin: Yo I bes knowin my bandmates. You killed two of dem and me and JC are da only ones left.
Lance: Don't play dumb Justin...
Justin: I ain't playin shit, all I knows is you gots blood all over my Benz and now I be pissed~!
Lance: Forget the damn car~! You were trying to replace me and I'm not going to let you. I'm from Missafuckinissippi~!
JC: {Whimpers} Deliverance?!? Oh my god we're going to die~!
Justin: How can we be replacin you when yous not even in da band?
Lance: I am too~!
Justin: Fines, so you be in da band...who we gonna be replacin you wit?
Lance: NICK CARTER~!
Justin: {Laughs} Damn yous be stupid.
Lance: Huh?
Justin: Even if we be wantin him in da group dere be no way we could gets him to leave da BsB.
JC: He's got a point Lance.
Justin: Besides I bes the super sexy one.
JC: That's true too.
Lance: But I thought you wanted to replace me...
Justin: You ain't even in da group~!
Lance: Yes I am~!
Justin: Fine whatever you be sayin...
Lance: If you weren't going to replace me why did you guys meet up with Nick last summer? Huh? Tell me that~!
Justin: We only be meetin up wit him once and dat was to tell him to stop tryin to be ghetto likes me.
Lance: What?
Justin: Homeboy was tryin to step to dis, so me and my boyz had to tells him to quit dat shit.
Lance: How come you didn't invite me?
Justin: Cuz you ain't in the group~!
Lance: If you say that one more time I'm going to kill you~!
Justin: Go head, you still ain't gonna be in da group.
{Lance swings his hook at Justin but he moves out of the way. Lance trips and falls to the ground while Justin and JC take off running for the highway}
Justin: Damn dat mofo Joey. He be livin in bumblefuck~!
JC: What are we going to do?
Justin: We need to be findin a car to helps us. We be famous so it's shouldn't be too hard.
JC: {Trips and falls} Ouchie~! Ooo I hurt my foot~! Justin I can't get up.
Justin: I tinks I sees a big truck comin dis way...
{Just then Lance comes running towards them}
Justin: Shit it be dat Lance bitch again~!
{Lance tries to cut Justin again but Justin hits him on the head with the frying pan instead}
Justin: Dat will teach you to mess wit a black man's car~!
JC: But your white Justin.
Justin: Shut up JC.
{Lance gets up and grabs on to Justin. They struggle but Justin manages to get loose of Lance's grip but not before he pushes his sorry ass into the middle of the street.}
Justin: Uh oh looks like you goin to be hit by dat...
{Lance is hit by a giant 24 wheeler truck}
Justin: Oops.
JC: {Hugging Justin's leg} My hero~!
Justin: I be knowin dis already, I be knowin dis already...
{The guy driving the truck gets out and sees that he's killed Lance}
Trucker: Oh my God what have I done~!?!
Justin: {Walking over to the guy} Yo homes tanks for hittin dat psycho. He was startin to gets real annoyin.
Trucker: Whut?!?
Justin: He be tryin to kills me wit dat hook ting over dere. {Points at the bloody hook on the ground}
Trucker: {Walking over to pick up the hook} You mean this?
Justin: Yo word, dat be the hook. Yo could you be helpin me and my homes to a hospital? He be hurt...
Trucker: Sure, of course I'll help you.
{Justin and the Trucker get JC into the truck and soon they're on the road driving to a hospital}
JC: {To the Trucker} You look really familiar...do I know you?
Trucker: No, I'm just a lonely old trucker, ya know tryin to make a living the best I can. Support my family...
Justin: No doubt I heard dat.
JC: Oh you have kids?
Trucker: Yup, one son. He's the light of my life, the reason I drive this thing everyday and night.
JC: {Sympathetically} To make money for him to go to college?
Trucker: Hells no boy, he's a singer.
Justin: No shit B, we bes singers too~!
Trucker: Oh really? Hum well maybe you've meet him once or twice...
JC: Yeah, maybe.
Justin: {Noticing the truckers accent} Yo where you be from? The South?
Trucker: {Looks at them and grins} Missafuckinissippi~!
The End
Lance=Killer
Joey= Ryan
Justin=Jennifer Love Hewitt
JC=Ray
Chris=Sarah Michelle Geller
