Haunted Honeymoon Page #4

- Widower.

- Widower than what?

- What do you mean?

- You said he was widower.

- He is.

Widower than what?

What?

He isn't widower than anything.

- He's just a "wittle" man?

- That's right.

That's all I was asking.

I see.

Well, the old room

looks just about the same.

Nothing's changed since you left, sir.

- Rachel still cleaning up?

- Never stops, sir.

- I'd like to see Aunt Kate before dinner.

- I beg your pardon, sir.

Your Aunt Kate has just

concluded some business

and asked to be excused

until the family assemble downstairs.

Ah... OK.

Well, it's lovely

to see you again, Pfister.

It's lovelier to see you, sir.

Ah.

Holy baloney, here we go again.

Coming, darling.

Coming, Larry.

- Did you hear it, too?

- It's my fianc.

Hello, I'm Larry's uncle.

- Hello.

- Hello, how are you?

- Fine.

- Can I help you?

I'm sure it's nothing.

He's just been nervous about the wedding.

Look, why don't I go in with you?

Larry?

Honey? Where are you?

Larry?

Don't be afraid. The lightning's all gone.

He can't just have vanished.

- Larry?

- Don't move. You're risking your lives.

Don't even raise your voices.

There's a deadly snake in that closet.

Call the zoo. Ask them

if they're missing a seven-foot cobra.

- Larry, I don't think...

- Don't argue.

- Hey, steady!

- Honey...

Larry, I'll take a look in the closet.

No, no, listen to me. Call the zoo.

- Where'd you see the snake?

- In the top drawer.

I know my cobras.

You'll be dead within seconds.

Is this your snake?

By the way, Uncle Francis, I'd like you

to meet my fiance, Vickie Pearle.

Vickie, this is my...

Uncle Francis.

- Your mommy and daddy are right next door.

- Makes it more exciting.

But supposing they walk in and see us,

how would I look?

Like a million bucks.

Charlie, why do you reduce everything

to money?

Because I don't have any.

- But I'd be happy if you only had 100 dollars.

- So would I.

Listen, I can't take much more of this.

Either marry me, or let's call it quits.

I can't afford to marry you. Not yet.

And don't threaten me, honey.

- I need a little more time.

- I may not wait around, Charlie.

Did you hear me, Charlie?

I said I may not wait around.

We'll talk about it at the end of the week.

What? Drinking! Don't think I didn't see you.

You'd better be sober tonight

or you don't get into my bed.

See who's at the door. Hurry!

Do I have to do everything? Drunken sot!

- Hello, Pfister.

- Ma'am.

- Boy, it's cold out there. Everyone here?

- You're the last one, Miss Susan.

Hello, Toby. What's the matter?

Aren't you going to say hello?

Come on, boy.

Say hello to Aunt Susan.

You remember me, don't you? Good boy.

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