Synopsis: Jason Crockett is an aging, grumpy, physically disabled millionaire who invites his family to his island estate for his birthday celebration. Pickett Smith is a free-lance photographer who is doing a pollution layout for an ecology magazine. Jason Crockett hates nature, poisoning anything that crawls on his property. On the night of his birthday the frogs and other members of nature begin to pay Crockett back.
Director(s): George McCowan
Production: American International Pictures (AIP)
Rotten Tomatoes:
91 min

Clint, look out!

Ah. Now you did it.

Oh, am I glad you're not hurt.

Those canoes aren't very stable.

It was just one of those things!

Just one of those things, Mac.

I admit it, it was stupid.

We were out testing this baby,

And I thought we'd sneak up

on you and make a few waves.

- I guess I blew it, huh?

- The sound you hear...

is the wind rushing

through my brother's head.

Look, all I can say

is I'm sorry.

Just let me have a list of all your stuff,

and I'll replace it.

You got any diving gear?

You can't dive here.

The bottom drops off, and besides, the mud

is so thick you couldn't see two feet.

Believe me,

I've been down there.

We're both really sorry.


My name is Clint Crockett,

if you wanna know.

I'm Karen.


What, just smith?

Pickett smith.


It is a canoe.

And there is

a stranger with them.

Damn it, Stuart, get down there and

find out what the devil's going on.

- They'll be up here in two minutes.

- If it's an inconvenience...

Ah, there's the pirate camp.

How are you at badminton?

How about tennis?

I play.

Clint loves to play games he's sure to win.

How are you at ping-Pong?

Lousy. I just wanna dry out a little bit.

Then I'll be on my way.

You'd better forget it, pal.

You're fresh blood for our fun and games.

Now, how would you like to

partake in a nice, friendly wage?

At least we owe you a drink

or two and some lunch.

- Really, I don't wanna intrude.

- Intrude?

No, tonight's very family,

very traditional.

But this afternoon is practically a picnic.

We'd love to have you.

How about it, buddy?

All right.

Mr. Smith, this is my uncle,

Stuart Martindale.

- Pickett smith.

- Mr. Martindale. - How do you do?

- What happened?

- Well, I was testing the new engine,

Ran into smith's canoe

and I swamped him.

- Seems the canoe swamped you.

- Something like that.

Mr. Smith accepted our

offer to stay for lunch.


I'll tell Maybelle.

You tell Jason.

As soon as grandpa

gets a look at you,

Karen will show you to my room.

- You will do that, won't you, Karen?

- I will.

I'll get you some dry clothes.

See you then.

Clint, where you going?

Gotta change clothes, grandpa.

Karen, what's going on?

Grandpa, this is Pickett smith.

Mr. Smith, Jason Crockett.

Hello, Mr. Crockett.

My cousin, Michael Martindale.


Well, Karen? Clint didn't

know what he was doing out there,

And we nearly ran

Mr. Smith down.

So we fished him out. Now we're gonna

offer him a little food and drink.

After he gets changed out of his wet

clothes. Just a moment.

Mr. Smith, I saw you out on

the lake early this morning.

You've been paddling

around this island for hours...

taking pictures.

Yes, sir.

Don't you know that's against the law?

Oh, grandpa.

- No, sir, I didn't. - There's a sign

out there that says private property.

- Who were you with anyway?

- I'm a freelance photographer.

I'm doing a pollution layout

for an ecology magazine.

Take any pictures

of frogs lately?

I saw the biggest bullfrog

this morning. This big.

The damn creatures are everywhere.

Croak all night.

Well, you know I sent Grover

out to take care of that.

Mr. Smith, did you happen to see a man

spraying in that small bay on the north shore?

Later. This man has gotta

change out of his wet clothes.

- Grover's not back yet?

- He'll be back, Karen.

I'd like to call my editor. Can I use

your phone? Oh, sure. Right there.

And when you're finished, I'll introduce

you to the rest of the family.

It's dead.

Oh, you'll get a dial tone.

We're on a regular line.

It's dead.

It's probably just the holiday.

It'll come back on soon.

Oh, Karen, look what the kids did.

Cute, huh? It's adorable.

Jenny, uh, this

is Mr. Pickett smith.

This is Clint's wife, jenny.

Hi, jenny.


Well, where's Clint?

He's upstairs

changing his wet clothes.

What happened?

It's a long story.

Yeah, it usually is.

Come on.

I'll introduce you to the rest.

Okay, you all, time out.

A quick hello to Pickett smith.

This is my aunt iris.

How do you do?

How are you?

And, uh, my cousin Kenneth Martindale.

And miss Bella Berenson.

Pickett smith.


Welcome to Crockettland.

Hi. I'm not quite awake yet,

Mr. Pickett,

But I can hardly wait to

see what you look like.

Well, now you can take that

shower that you were promised.

Uh, Clint and jenny's bedroom is the

second door on the right upstairs, okay?


Kenneth, where do you

suppose he came from?

Mom, your guess

is as good as mine.

There. Finished.

Do you think daddy will like it?

The monarch I just caught.

I think it's the largest specimen

ever found in this state.

And the other one I got

at the Vermont farm.

Butterflies are really in,

Mrs. Martindale.

Oh, I'm so glad I'm in, Bella.

Now, where's that metallic paper?

I must get this wrapped

before lunch.

Didn't I tell you that a weekend

here would be something else?

Do you find it a little weird for a

middle-Aged lady to chase butterflies?

Honey, if that's her thing,

I do believe she's entitled.

Me, myself, I just never had the

energy to run after anything.

Perfect timing, pal.

Caught you looking at my jersey, didn't I?

- Looks like you were quite a jock.

- Well,

It was my wife's idea.

You see, she's still impressed with me ever

since I was the school's highest scorer.

Oh, yeah?

I don't think I've ever heard

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Robert Hutchison is the name of: Robert Hutchison of Carlowrie (1834–1894), Scottish landowner and photographer Robert Hutchison, 1st Baron Hutchison of Montrose (1873–1950), Scottish soldier, politician and peer Sir Robert Hutchison, 1st Baronet of Thurle (1871–1960), Scottish physician and writer Robert Gemmell Hutchison (1855–1936), Scottish landscape artist more…

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