Lake Placid 3

No potty breaks.

Dude, stop the truck.

You can leave us here. It's fine.

Hey, how far is the lake?

About a mile east.

Perfect, because l need a bath.

Not that l don't love this sexy,

impulsive thing, 'cause l do.

But what are the chances

we're gonna get lost

and, you know, we're gonna die horribly?

Look, you keep talking like that

and you're gonna start lactating.

Wow. It's so beautiful here.

And real scary, huh?

Okay, fine.

Make fun of me.

But when a Wolverine comes out

and mauls you, you're gonna be sorry.

And you're naked.

You noticed.

God.

What are you laughing at, pal?

l meant to do that.

Come on.

-You laughing at me?

-Yeah.

Are you? l see.

Hey, what's that?

Come on, the water's cold. It shrinks a bit.

What? l don't hear anything.

-Hey, come on. l got an idea.

-Cool.

God, something bit me.

Yeah, right. Perhaps Wolverine.

l've never heard you be so verbal.

Take it easy, cowboy.

Now, you see,

that's what l've been talking about.

Help!

Help!

Oh, my God!

Hey, big guy. You wanna come inside?

Your mom needs some help.

-Sure, Dad.

-Okay.

Sadie!

No cell phone reception.

It's like we've gone back in time.

How can this place smell of cookies

and foot cream simultaneously?

Well, they were

two of Aunt Sadie's favorite things.

That and dropping F-bombs.

l am not gonna miss that at Thanksgiving.

-Didn't she always blame it on the dog?

-Yeah.

You know, as both your wife

and your real estate agent,

l can pretty much say with confidence

that most of this crap has gotta go.

lt's gonna be a huge job.

Yeah, but we can't bring it all back

to the house.

She was eccentric.

Really?

Yeah, a different word

popped into my mind.

You know, everything's almost exactly

how l remember it.

l mean, l never thought that...

Well, l never thought

that we'd be cleaning out her cabin, so...

l feel like l'm selling part of my childhood

with this place.

l know, honey. But it's best we stay in town.

-Can l have that?

-No.

-Yeah, sure.

-No.

-Yeah.

-Yes.

l have a pop quiz for you,

Mr. EPA Scientist. Okay?

So what kind of animal

lives in a tank like that one?

The smart money's on that lizard right there.

-What?

-ls there nothing there?

Well, that was probably my mistake,

l thought it was...

Funny!

Freak out the city girl.

Just 'cause l don't share

the Bickerman infatuation with...

What? Life? Nature?

Nature to you. Disgusting creatures to me.

All right, well, heads up for both of you,

there might be an escaped lizard

somewhere in the house.

Can we keep it?

Absolutely not. No.

Besides, you already have a pet.

Crocodiles aren't pets.

Well, they are to some people, pal.

Not if they're stuffed.

You know what?

lf we find any kind of vermin in the house,

your dad is gonna take care of it.

Dad?

ln a completely humane way, of course.

Sure. Sit down.

-Mr. Bickerman?

-Hey, Nate. Nathan. Come on in.

Sheriff Willinger.

-Hey. Susan.

-Hey.

lt's been a while.

Almost a year since Sadie passed.

l was going by, l saw your vehicle.

l thought l'd drop in and say hey.

-Yeah, of course.

-Yeah.

Takes after Sadie, huh?

Connor, could you give us a minute, please?

-Okay.

-Thanks.

Yeah, we haven't told him, so...

l don't blame you.

A boy his age, that would raise questions

you don't have answers to.

Hell, l'd like to know what your aunt

was doing feeding wild crocs.

Well, she was lonely.

l mean, l know we live in town.

We don't get out here that much. And with...

You know, ever since Connor was born,

and our jobs, it's...

Well, there's never enough time.

And now the place is for sale.

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