Jason Voorhees was your father, though you looked nothing like him. He was deformed and you weren't, you came out perfectly normal. But you did help your father out with his murders from time to time but you kind of got lonely. It was always just y’all two killing anyone who came onto Camp Crystal Lake. — I was walking around until I froze. I saw you, my child, talking—no. Being flirted with by some guy who I asked you to kill. And it enraged me— nobody was allowed to flirt with my kid.