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- Shut up! I'm in charge, not her.

- Yeah, says you!

- There's no one here.

- It's normal.

It's a farming community. At this

time of night everybody goes to sleep.

- Where's the farm?

- Over there.

Now, remember, we're the farmer Waits.

We're country people.

- Dad?

- What, Josh?

I don't like this place.

Can we go home?

- What?

- Don't listen to him.

- Lead the way, Farmer Waits.

- OK.

Fresh air! Country air!

Hello.

- You're late.

- I'm sorry. We had a small mishap.

- Here are the keys.

- Um, here are ours.

Enjoy your stay in Nilbog.

Enjoy our city, too.

You'll enjoy our city.

It has some smog and it's a little noisy,

but our house

has all the major conveniences.

It's got a microwave and video.

All the other appliances.

- Yeah.

- A refrigerator, a bar.

People of few words.

Come on. Let's go in.

Joshua? You coming?

- Yeah, not bad!

- I'm hungry.

They've probably left something

behind, I'd be willing to bet.

Come take a look, everyone!

Typical country hospitality.

Let's dig in.

- (father) I am so hungry.

- (mother) Here, have some of this.

Here, try this. That looks good...

- Grandpa!

- Don't let them eat, Joshua.

For the love of God, don't let them eat!

Aren't you hungry, Joshua?

Most of this stuff is green.

How weird.

Stop them, Joshua.

You're the only one that can do it.

If they eat, they'll come to

the same end as Peter in the story.

But how can I stop them?

OK, you have 30 seconds

to come up with some way to stop them.

I must do it!

I must do it! I must do it!

No, Daddy! Please!

Don't hit him, Michael.

Please don't hit him!

Why not? It's what he deserves -

a big spanking for a little sh*t.

Joshua is not a little sh*t.

He's just very sensitive.

This smells!

Do you see this writing?

Do you know what it means?

Hospitality,

and you can't piss on hospitality.

- I won't allow it!

- What are you going to do, Daddy?

Tighten my belt

so I don't feel hunger pains.

Your sister and mother will do likewise.

OK, Joshua. You want to get rough?

You wanna show that you don't like

this house by going on hunger strike?

I'll accept the challenge, but when I was

your age I really did suffer from hunger.

We'll see who gets through this,

but I've got more practice.

I'll see you tomorrow.

(explosions on television)

I'm sick of this. Where are

the unattached horny girls, Elliot?

Don't be a pain in the neck, Arnold.

We just got here.

I'm going outside

for a breath of fresh air.

Hey, Arnold. If you find any twins,

don't be greedy.

Hey! Hey!

Hey!

Ma'am? Please stop.

Stop, I say.

Hey! Please stop!

Excuse me, ma'am!

Stop!

Stop, stop, I say!

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