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security on the water.
Here.
You tied it, right?
Tied what?
The anchor.
You tied the rope
before you dropped it?
Didn't you just tell me
to drop it in?
You're good at that.
12 years of Girl Scouts.
Last one in the
water's a rotten egg.
What are you talking about?
Well, if you're afraid,
you can just stay
in the boat like a baby.
I'm not
afraid of the lake.
Fine.
Hmm.
Take off your shirt.
All right.
No. No, this...
Heh. No.
Why not? Come on.
No.
Ah, I'm sorry.
I seem to remember someone saying,
"Oh, and it's gonna
be just before summer,
the whole lake to ourselves,
and there'll be
no one around..."
Yeah.
And, uh, oh, sh*t,
yep. No one around.
Hello!
Yeah, looks like
no one's around.
Yeah, well,
I-I'll take this under consideration.
Okay?
What?
Oh, it's so cold.
It's freezing.
Freezing?
I thought
something had snapped...
"Oh, my goodness!"
"Oh, my goodness"?
Oh, my God,
did your womb get cold?
Heh. No,
but it did freeze
my big, giant...
balls.
No, Paul.
No.
Oh, no.
No, no, no.
Oh, no.
No, Paul. No, no.
1...
No, no, no!
2...
3!
Mm.
swimming with you.
skinny-dipping with you.
I'm hungry.
Oh, weird.
I feel kind of full.
You're a dirty girl.
You are a dirty girl
who deserves...
to be punished.
Paul.
Paul, stop.
Stop.
This it?
Catchy name.
Yeah.
Their specialty is food.
Last one there is a rotten egg.
F***.
They even open?
They should be.
We're closed.
W-We're closed!
Yeah, okay, buddy.
We got it.
We're leaving.
Trixie?
Trixie, it's me.
Heh.
It's Will.
Holy...
Will.
My God, I haven't
seen you in forever.
Wow.
Uh, yeah.
Will.
God, you look...
Merci. Merci.
This is my... Paul,
my husband Paul.
Hey.
I've been building up the
maple beans here for years.
When did you start working here?
Uh, actually, it's my wife,
uh, Annie's family's place.
Annie's family owns it.
Ah. That's great.
Heh.
Yeah.
Sorry about that before.
Mm.
Everything's broken around here.
Still wearing
this old thing, huh?
Oh, yeah, despite
Annie's best efforts.
She'll have to pry it
off my cold, dead head.
Oh,
Will used to be a great hockey player.
Hey, still am.
That's the one with
the ice skates, right?
Well, uh,
let me see if I can rustle us up some grub.
Annie.
You should leave.
They're leaving.
You should leave.
They're leaving.
Annie's not feeling so well.
are you, Annie?
Well, let me
go grab those beans,
maybe some cheese curds
for old time's sake.
Can't believe you're here.
There's that smile.
Your husband is waking up early
to catch his wifey
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