Lake Placid 2 Page #2

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- Yeah, I'm going in.

- You never change. Turn around!

What do you think?

A 40-foot croc's gonna get me?

There's always hope.

What is that?

- Tillman?

- Oh, it used to be.

Emma, you get out of there right now.

Come on.

Come on. Come on.

There you go. There you go.

There you go. Careful. All right.

Come on.

Now do you believe it's a giant crocodile?

Doesn't mean anything, Frank.

It's just another piece of the puzzle.

Piece of the puzzle?

We got his foot. We got his arm.

And now we got his head!

What other pieces do you need?

Mills, shut up! You're not being any help.

We're all on the same team here. Come on.

Let's go talk to crazy Sadie.

All right, we finally made it.

That was some shortcut, genius.

Hey, we made it, didn't we?

Yeah, Mike.

You're a regular Ferdinand Magellan.

The water looks great.

Absolutely.

Don't get any big ideas, sport.

She gets her own tent.

Okay.

Must be hard for a sweet old lady

to live out here all by herself.

Sadie's not that sweet.

She's definitely no lady.

You are right about the old part, though.

Why don't you let me talk to her?

- Be my guest, Emma.

- All right.

Hi. Mrs Sadie Bickerman?

I'm Emma Warner from Fish and Wildlife,

and I'm so sorry to bother you,

but I was just wondering,

can we come in and ask you

a few questions?

Fish and Wildlife?

Haven't been a lick of livestock

on this property since I lost my sister.

Unless you got some answers

for me on that,

why in the world would I want

to talk to you jerks?

Oh, I didn't know.

- What?

- I'm sorry. I was just...

Can we just come in for a minute?

We won't be long.

You're right. You won't.

Wow. You're great with the elderly.

You want to try? Be my guest.

This is Sheriff Riley, Sadie. Open up!

I'm sorry. Wasn't that clear enough, Sheriff?

Sadie, we found a man's head

about 200 yards off your dock.

Wanted to know if you got

any information about it.

I'm an old lady.

Unless you think I chopped off

some poor sap's melon,

I don't know how I can help.

Well, you can start by telling us

anything you know

about any crocodiles wandering

into the fresh water of our lake.

I understand that your sister

had quite a history with crocs.

Don't you mention my sister.

I don't know squat.

Till you get yourself a warrant,

you can go piss up a rope, Columbo!

That was great.

Get lost, Barney Miller!

Crazy Sadie knows something. I can feel it.

She's right.

We can't search her place without a warrant.

Yeah, but she can't stop us

from searching the lake.

What's wrong?

Nothing. I'm just really hot.

I think I'm gonna come in and take a swim.

Well, hurry up then.

Oh, boy.

Very funny. I'll be right there.

Sharon? Sharon? Edie?

Come on, now. This isn't funny.

No! Stop it!

Gosh, I'm sorry about that.

She's very territorial.

No worries.

It's healthy to get your heart rate up, right?

Yeah, beats the treadmill.

- You're Sheriff Riley's son.

- Yeah, unfortunately.

Hi, I'm Scott.

I'm Kerri.

This morning your dad said

you had something to tell me.

What? No, no, no. He's just... Ignore him.

- You okay?

- Yeah, yeah, I'm cool.

You are far from cool, buddy.

Shut up, Thad.

Scott, this is Thad.

Looks like you almost

wet your pants there, pal.

Trust me, nothing in this podunk town's

gonna make me wet my pants.

Oh, yeah? Where are you from?

I live in Newton,

just outside of Boston, with my mom.

Oh, I love Boston. I just got accepted to BC,

but I haven't decided

if I'm gonna go there or Northeastern, so...

I think she should stay some place

close to home.

Yeah, well, it's not really your decision.

Boston is awesome. I mean, I wish

I could've stayed there for the summer,

but since my folks split,

my dad thought I should come up here.

- Scott's dad is Sheriff Riley.

- No way!

Doesn't that gay-ass have anything better

to do than bust up all our parties?

No, don't worry. I know he's a buzz kill.

Look, a bunch of us are gonna go hike over

the other side of lake, camp overnight.

If you wanna come,

you're more than welcome.

Sure. Definitely.

Baby, when did you become

chairman of the welcoming committee?

Don't be a jerk, okay?

The least we can do is show him

that we're not a bunch of hicks around here.

You got any more beers in your bag,

or is your daddy gonna arrest us?

I'm not worried about it.

Okay, great. It's settled.

So, let's go meet up with Rachel and Larry,

and we'll grab our gear.

Daisy!

So many visitors this time of day,

you'd think this old lady

was running a brothel.

Oh, come on now, sexy at 70 is what I'd say.

Well, aren't you the charmer?

It's true. You have very beautiful eyes,

and eyes have no age.

- Now, Mrs Bickerman...

- Oh, call me Sadie.

Well, then, now, Sadie,

let's start right at the beginning,

and you tell me everything those folks said.

Oh, there those little rascals go.

They get riled up this time of day.

That reminds me,

I promised I'd make you a snack.

No, don't worry. I'm fine.

I just have a few questions.

You sit right there.

Be back in a jiffy.

I'm not really hungry, Sadie.

Who said anything about

it being your snack?

What's that?

Out, get out closer to the edge.

You'll get a much better shot.

What the hell is that?

Guess he really wasn't hungry.

So, what now, James?

We'll drag the lake,

see if we can find the rest of his friend.

You think you're gonna find him, huh?

I'll bet you anything he's in the stomach

of that crocodile.

Frank! Hang on!

- Come on.

- Help!

Come on! Come on, we just hit a rock.

A rock's not gonna bite you.

Get out of there.

Come on. Come on.

Up we go. Get up here.

All right, all right.

Get Mills a towel, would you?

Come on. Get up. Get up.

Frank, you're being ridiculous.

I'm telling you, a local gossip

and a superstitious old lady

still don't make

a giant man-eating crocodile.

What?

Emma!

Emma, swim to me now.

- Can you swim?

- Yeah.

Come on! Come on! Hurry up!

Hurry up! Come on! Let's go! There it is!

No crocodiles in Maine, huh?

That's got to be the biggest animal

I've ever seen.

Great, tourists.

It's no tourist.

How well do you know this guy?

I caught him poaching

some endangered bobcats

a couple years back

up near the Canadian border,

just a typical greedy industrialist.

Only this one fancies himself

a great white hunter.

His ego's twice as big as that crocodile.

Hi.

Emma.

Never fancied you for the wet T-shirt type.

Good to see our tax dollars hard at work.

What are you doing here, Struthers?

Well, I got a tip from a local there might

be something worth killing in this lake.

The tip didn't happen to come

from a local weasel

by the name of Cal Miner, did it?

Perhaps you should be grateful

to that weasel.

From the looks of things,

the cavalry got here just in the nick of time.

Tell you what, you can park

your plane there, $40 a day.

We don't take Visa.

We don't take MasterCard.

Oh, by the way, Emma,

did you get them bobcat kebabs I sent you?

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