Private Property Page #2

Man, she's in buck naked.

Oh, hurry. Come on.

Is she? Can you see?

She's kicking her stupid feet.

Well, quit kicking your

stupid feet you twitch idiot.

She's got on a blue bathing cap.

And...

...that's all, daddy.

Yes?

-Oh, hi.

I wonder if you can help me out.

I'm looking for the

Hitchcock residence.

Well, there's no one by

that name up here. -Oh.

Well, I thought perhaps

that white house up there?

No, that's the Andersons.

-Oh. -Next doors the Halls

and down the hill, the Bourdons.

Strange.

Well, this is Nightingale Way,

isn't it?

No. Nightingale Place.

I better check my list.

Forgive me for having awakened you

from your nap. -That's all right.

Thank you.

Hitchcock?

Ann.

Ann Pan.

I'm getting dressed.

Was that her boyfriend?

Husband. -How do you know?

Because he's a big fat

square schmegegge.

I'm gonna make us a mint julep

the size of the pool.

Don't you need silver

cups for that? -Beer mugs.

I went to the beach today.

I missed you.

I missed you.

So, what do we do now?

Wait.

Ann Pan,

is Dawes ever a juicy prospect.

Three son-in-laws all ready

for a combination policy say,

about a hundred thousand,

two hundred thousand dollars.

Sugar.

Sugar, sugar, sugar.

-Powder?

No.

-Here.

Do you wanna sit outside?

I got a second set of boat plans

on the company's boatyard.

Here, why don't you get out

of your tie?

Let me finish these.

We stay down

till they start watching TV.

How do you know they watch TV?

Because they're married.

Well, what do you say

let's go upstairs

and watch our own TV?

Maybe they'll start up.

You wanna watch

him start up with your twitch?

I watch anything, man.

What do you think

of schmegegge head?

Oh, he's nowhere.

She's ready to cut loose.

Now, how can you tell

that from here?

You'll learn to read the signs.

She brought him the drink.

She gave him a little bite

Did he bite her back?

Grab a hold?

Well, maybe

he's playing it cool.

Maybe he's got her

eating her heart out.

Ooh.

You see the way

she crossed her legs?

Oh, yes.

Do that again.

Hmm.

Like she never met him.

I wish the Halls

would sell their house.

They're asking too high.

Hundred thousand.

I don't like it standing empty.

You want privacy.

We need some neighbors.

What's wrong with Todd Anderson?

They're too far away.

Annie would have

to cover her fandango

when she swims.

I swam back and forth

ten times today.

Yeah?

I'm trying to trim down my legs.

Here we go.

-A little higher.

Man she can break you in two.

Let's get it up there.

Let's get it up there, baby.

A little higher.

Keep away from that man.

He's clutching her to him.

Nothing.

I promise you.

You see, he let go.

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