Within the Woods

Well, let's see what we´ve got in this thing.

Hot dogs, beans, napkins ...oh wine!...

... coke, ...

... apples, ...

... 3 sandwiches, you pig...

Thank you dear, I love you too.

Oh, what's this?

Looks like skipping stones.

Oh those are arrowheads, I found those right outside the front door.

You know this whole area used to be Indian territory?

Come on to the picnic Shelly.

We might as well live like Injuns as long as we're up here.

These Indians don't go on picnics.Come on!

Would you be quiet, I got her just where I want her.

Seven spaces in front of Boardwalk.

Okay, but you're missing out on a good time.Come on!

Well, we're coming to have fun and all she wants to do is play Monopoly.

Don't worry about it.

Hey.

I'm going to teach you something interesting.

See this one? -Yes.

... this is part of a hunting arrow, okay?

And this used to fit on a larger spear for hunting bigger game like you know...deer.

How come you know so much about Indians?

I'm an old boy scout.

It's my duty to know!

Besides, I grew up in this area, you know I...

It's all I ever heard was Indian legends and stories... you know, the whole bit.

You want to know something interesting?

For a change, you mean?

You know this place we're staying?

It used be part of an old indian burial ground.

Very sacred and holy.

Ooh, scary!

Well, is it cursed or something?

Yeah.

As a matter of fact, it is.

Are you serious?

Yeah.

Don't worry about it.

You're only cursed by the evil spirits if you violate the graves of the dead...

... we're just going to be eating hot dogs.

Besides, I'm there to protect you.

You?

Yeah.

You're going to protect me? Yeah!

Hey!

Help me build a fire for the hot dogs... why don't you see if you can find some wood.-Okay.

God ...

... this stuff must be 200 years old!

Here's your firewood.

That's as far as I go!

Ellen, look at this! What is it?

It's an old Indian dagger.

God, it's in perfect shape.

Oh my!

What's it doing here?

Well, as far as I know ...

... when the medicine man of a tribe died, ...

... they used to bury one of his possessions with him...

... so he could have it in his next life.

Oh, you mean we're having a picnic over somebody's dead body?

Yeah, but all that's left now is Tinga.

The Indian spirit of the woods ...

... who watches over and protects the medecine man's grave for all eternity.

Oh hold me, I'm scared!

Go directly to jail, do not pass...Fuckin'...

Damn it, I hate this game!

Oh really? Because you're losing now.

Oh, I'm sure. This game is for fat old spastic people that don't know any better...

... I can't do any damn thing. I hate this lousy game.

Well, 20 minutes ago you didn't think so.