Frogs

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.

Really.

My name is Clint Crockett,

if you wanna know.

I'm Karen.

Smith.

What, just smith?

Pickett smith.

Hello.

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.

Delightful.

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.

Hi.

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.

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