Frogs Page #3

Those of us who don't consume a

fifth of vodka every night, that is.

Which reminds me.

How do we get rid of 'em?

I have suggested pouring oil on

the water to choke them off.

That would help,

wouldn't it, Mr. Smith?

Yeah, but you'd be killing

other things at the same time.

Make my home smell

like a refinery.

- Well, I can't sleep.

- It's not the end of the world, jenny.

Well, it seems so.

With all our technology

and all my money,

We still can't get rid

of these frogs.

- Interesting, isn't it?

- Yes, sir, it is.

- You'll think of something.

- Well, I suggest you do me a favor.

Go take a good look around.

Come back, give me an honest report so

I can quiet down this nervous group.

All right.

You have a deal.

Good.

These things feel a lot better.

Thank Maybelle for drying them for me,

will you? I surely will.

And congratulations.

You seem to have impressed grandpa.

That's good.

You have a nice trip.

Okay. I'll see you later.

Mr. Smith,

may I see you a moment?

That'll be all, Michael.

I was on my way out, Mr. Crockett.

Would you mind closing the door?

Now, if I might ask

a small favor.

It's obvious you can't see

the whole island before dark.

I don't think I have

to see the whole island.

But if you would take

the north road...

and keep your eyes peeled

for my man Grover.

He left about 6:
00 this

morning to do some spraying...

up in that little bay up there where the

mosquitos and the frogs are pretty bad.

But it's my belief

he's A.W.O.L.

With a little lady friend

from across the lake.

- If you see him, will you tell him

I want him? - I'll be glad to.

You wanna take one of these?

Oh, no, sir.

I don't think a stuffed

bullfrog would add a thing.

Maybelle?

Oh, I couldn't. Not now.

Oh, come on.

Live a little bit.

Oh, well, why not?

But don't tell anybody.

Hey, a toast to Crockettland.

Mmm.

You know, um,

my name's Maybelle too.

Kinda thought so.

Born and raised

in Jackson, Mississippi.

Oh, Bella?

Yes?

There's always hot coffee and a friendly

conversation in the kitchen if you ever need it.

Thanks, Maybelle,

'cause I think I might be needing it.

Oh, I'm sorry.

I'm very sorry.

Oh, well, just kind of relax,

and you'll get it after a while.

That's an unusual dress,

Bella. Did you make it?

No, I didn't make it.

I designed it.

And I think it's fantastic.

We are talking about the dress,

aren't we?

That noise is driving me insane.

Won't they ever stop?

Stop complaining, jenny.

It'll stop soon.

Daddy, what if Grover's lying in a

ditch somewhere? I hope he's not hurt.

Serve him right if he is.

Oh, grandpa, that's awful.

You make it sound like the

worst of the ugly rich.

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