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So, if you don't mind,

I'll get back to work.

All right, boy,

let's go recon the house.

Mmm.

Damn, I hate these

do-it-yourself 100s.

I'll scout the den,

you stay put.

- Keep the front door covered.

- I'm goin' with you.

Stay put, soldier, remember

your chain of command.

Yes, sir.

Grampa?

You okay?

A- OK, little buddy.

God amighty, Mr. Putterman,

this is disgusting.

Gotta keep these

electronics clean, nut!

Grampa, did ya hear that?

Say what, little buddy?

A scream.

Something weird.

I'll be right there, soldier.

Grampa!

Grampa!

Operator.

Hello, I need the police.

Police department,

Officer Nutky speaking.

Hello, police?

Who's calling, please?

My grampa,

I mean a monster.

I mean the TV.

I mean- Sherman Putterman.

Now, Sherman,

are you aware

that what you're doing

is a criminal offense?

Huh?

There's a law

against prank phone calls.

No, really, I swear

there's a monster on TV.

It ate Grampa

and the TV guy.

Now listen here,

Sherman Putterman,

I'd come out and arrest

your ass, but lucky for you

I've got some real police

emergencies to attend to.

No, please, wait!

Ha-ha.

Hey, let's go!

- Come on babe, ha-ha.

- Come on, come on.

Voila.

Chez Putterman.

Otherwise known

as the Pleasure Zone.

Wow, you really got

a sensuous-type place here.

So regal, so magnificent,

and so isolated

from the city.

That's what we love about it.

Yeah, it's kind of a nature trip.

Puts you in touch

with the, uh, real you.

The cities are so nasty these days.

Don't you think?

Absolutely-

the cesspools of civilization.

We much prefer

to live on the yacht.

Yeah.

Uh, say, babe, you know,

I think I better check on Norton.

See how he's doin'

with that satellite dish.

Excuse me.

Oh, is he gonna be joining us?

- Sherman!

- Mom.

Grampa... a monster!

For Chrissake, he's having

another one of his attacks.

Sherman, wake up Sherman,

you're dreaming.

No, really, it's in the TV!

Um, Stanley, why don't you show

Spiro and Cherry around.

I'll just be a minute.

Good idea.

Maybe we should leave.

Oh, no, no, don't you dare,

no, he just needs a pill.

Now, go on,

go on, have fun.

Please.

What are you doing out of bed,

Sherman Putterman!

The Pleasure Den.

Wow, this place is like,

really... awesome!

- Art collectors, eh?

- Oh, hell, yeah.

Listen, I know a place where

you can get all this stuff real cheap.

All right, Norton!

Hey, Norton!

Looking good, guy!

Norton?

Hey, uh, listen, I'd invite

you in for a beer or somethin',

but we got company now,

so take off, okay?

I'll check with ya later.

'Preciate it, babe.

He's a cool guy.

Service seven days a week.

Handles only the best.

But hey...

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