The People Across the Lake

Who's there?

Ah.

Please.

No. No.

No.

I can't.

I'm home!

Trust me on this one, okay?

Listen, I'm the best broker you ever had, and you know it.

Did you eat? Fred, this stock is a great investment.

Huh? Okay. Terrific. Five thousand shares.

You're covered as soon as the bell rings in the morning.

I look awful.

Bye, pal. My skin is turning pea-green.

Smog. Pizza.

What?

I said we ordered a cou... George.

Hi, Chuck Yoman here. How you doing, pal?

Damn it! Nobody ever rinses this thing.

Oh.

Chuck! Chuck!

What's wrong?

Chuck! A man, he's...

I saw a man in that window!

Where's the baseball bat?

Stevie, where the hell is the bat?

Don't do anything stupid!

Chuck!

All right, hold it. Stay where you are.

Come on.

I called 911, Dad.

Good.

Hey, Rachel, Chuck. It's me, Morris.

Morris Alexsis from next door.

Gee, I'm sorry. Morris, was that you outside the window?

Ah, yeah. What the hell were you doing out there?

Well, I got locked out of my house, you see.

So you climb across my fence. Why didn't you use the door? Get me a robe, honey.

What're you nuts or something? Here, take the bat. I need one, honey. Any robe.

Go get me a robe. Take the bat.

Cops are quick when you don't need 'em, eh?

Jeez.

Thank you, dear.

Sorry, fellas. It's a false alarm.

My wife thought she heard or saw an intruder.

Turns out to be our neighbor.

How embarrassing.

Somebody get killed, or what?

Who knows?

Bye.

See you, babe.

Mom thought she saw a burglar in the window,

only it was Mr. Alexis.

Pathetic.

What was that?

Go away, please.

It's okay. Thanks, fellas.

Listen, my name is Alexis. And I just live next door.

All right...

Well,

did you go to a movie?

Eh, a club. Hmm?

What was that?

Somebody ate all the berries.

Lisa.

Lisa, I do not want you hanging around with people who drive like that.

That boy must have been going, what, 60 miles an hour.

Mom. I mean it!

I don't like him.

I don't like what you're wearing.

What's wrong with you tonight?

I mean, first you think you see a rapist in the window.

Now you're picking on my friends and... Lisa!

Do not change the subject, Lisa!

Mom.

Okay, seriously. Don't get mad.

Okay. I'm listening.

I think you're overreacting.

I think maybe it's time you saw a shrink.

Now don't, no, I'm serious.

I mean, he wasn't going 60 miles an hour, you know.

You know.

Good night.

I hate the way she smiles that damn teenage smirk.

She's going down the tubes, Chuck.

You know that, don't you?

Oh, that's right, Chuck. Ignore me.

I'm not. I'm trying to read this article.

It's okay. I'm used to it.

Don't open that. The alarm's on.

Ah, locked in. Fake air.

Look, I know my boy from the big city can take it, but Chuck,

I'm telling you, I am from lake country.

Ah, the glories of the Midwest speech.

Good night.

Good night.

Two armed men held up a liquor store on Van Nuys Boulevard

Listen, try to get my wife.

Hello?

The assailants proceeded across the street to a coffee shop,

where they held thirty people hostage... Hello?

Before surrendering... Can, can you hear me?

The weather for the L.A. Basin will continue... Yeah.

Find out if she can pick up Stevie.

Santa Ana winds keep temperatures in the high nineties.

Ah, I've been stuck for an hour now.

No, not a chance.

I'll be lucky to get home by 7:00.

Oh, and listen.

Hello? Hello? Is heavily congested

from Tally Boulevard all the way to the Slomin's Freeway.

Ten. It's 10,000 down, Mr. Franklin.

Rachel. Yeah?

Caravan on Tuesday, 11:00 sharp.

Oh, and the Johnson escrow closes Thursday.

Well, see, First National'll give you a mortgage.

Nine-and-a-half percent, adjustable.

What? Sure they will.

Believe me.

Chuck, that house on the lake.

What? The Jackson place.

Okay, this is crazy, but, it's for sale.

Lake? Well, I told the agency.

The Jackson place? Yes, honey, it's a steal.

But, it's probably rotting, huh?

I mean, forget it. Right?

It's, it's ridiculous. We can't just...

I mean, we're...

It would be totally irresponsible.Oh.

The place on Tomahawk Lake.

Yes. Mmm.

Anyway, I told them, "No. Absolutely not."

Yeah. We're just...

Not interested.

You really can't be serious about this.

Goodbye, Paine Webber, goodbye L.A.

I don't wanna be a redneck. We're gonna be sailing on our new lake.

You know, we ought to get a wood-burning stove.

Yeah, yeah.

I still don't believe this.

Dad, what's the difference between a chemist and a biochemist?

We're gonna be poor!

Lisa, your father is gonna make windsurfing boards.

Oh, and what are you gonna do, Mom, bake bread?

This isn't the '60s. Your mother's gonna run the business.

Put your seat belt on.

You know, you buy a falling-apart shack.

You rent our beautiful house in the suburbs to some family that'll for sure trash it.

Lisa, if we hate it, we will go back next year.

I hate it.

Can we go back?

Put your seat belt on.

Over your mouth.

Porch is tilted.

They really knew how to build houses in those days.

Look at this door. Look at this.

Yeah, it's ten feet thick.

Beautiful.

The water's rusty.

Hey, Rache. Yeah?

Right here. What?

Put the alarm right here.

Oh.

Mmm.

No more alarms, huh?

Right.

Excuse me.

Ah, excuse me, Dad.

Come on...

This goes in our bedroom. Stevie, would you watch it?

It doesn't go anywhere, if I don't get it upstairs.

Okay, honey. You're right.

Just in the hall.

Oh, look at this.

"Home Sweet Home."

I bet the Jacksons left this behind for us.

Oh, yeah, I'm sure that's what happened.

That's why they left it turned against the wall on the staircase, Mom.

If they want it back, I'll send it to them.

Ah, ten minutes in the country and she's already a thief.

You are going to love it here, you hear me?

Now trust me.

Ha.

There.

Cannonball!

Mom, would you look at him?

He's gonna jump. Ooh.

Jeez, he's gonna splash.

Oh, this feels so great.