Summer Rental Page #2
- PG
- Year:
- 1985
- 87 min
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Where are we going? I'm starving.
- A place called the Yachthouse.
- It has fresh seafood.
- Let's talk lobster.
- Lobster!
- Would that be a three pounder?
- Three pounds, one quarter.
- Perfect.
- Yours is the next table.
Sorry. Excuse me. You're next.
I'm not next. I was just...
I'm next way down the line. I was just
checking out my dinner... Sorry.
Excuse me. Excuse me.
Pardon. Pardon. Sorry.
- Excuse me.
- How does it look?
- A while yet. I got mints and toothpicks.
- Can I take some home for Archie?
The same guy's in all the pictures.
Captain Al Pellet.
- He's won seven years straight.
- Guess he's good.
- Wow, they're big!
- Excuse me, sir, how much longer?
Yours should be the very next table.
- Great.
- I'm starving.
- So am I.
- It's been hours since we ate.
Excuse me, little lady.
Excuse me.
Excuse me.
- Mr Pellet! How were your winds today?
- Blowing.
- Did you have a nice sail?
- Fine.
There'll be five of us tonight.
Would you part the waves
and let my party through, please?
It's OK, it's OK!
Excuse me, weren't we next?
You are. Your table should be ready
very shortly, sir.
- What about the group that just went in?
- Mr Pellet had a reservation, so...
- I thought you don't take reservations.
- We don't, except for Mr Pellet.
I'm sure we'll have a table for you
any moment.
I see several of them are drinking
their coffee. Why not look at the menu?
I know what we're having. Lobster!
- Bravo.
- Bravo.
- I took care of everything. We're next.
- Thanks, sweetie.
Nobody tells me I can't sit.
Sit when I want to.
We're next. Sit next.
No need for those. What do you say,
let's all have the lobster.
Show us what you got.
And Stan, no arguments.
This dinner...
...is on you.
He thought
I was going to say on me! Huh?
Wait a minute...
Maybe they're just
taking them for a walk.
- Look at these beauties!
- Don't serve those.
- What?
- These are mine.
- Yours?
- You got my table, but not my lobsters.
This is your table?
My table!
I see.
This is your table.
- These are your lobsters.
- You got it.
I suppose this is your wife?
- Is this your tie?
- No.
Is this your shirt? Is this your belt?
Are these your shorts?
I've driven all day. We just get into town,
wait in line for two hours...
You just got into town?
Well, I've been in town for 30 years.
30 years! Every summer, you renters
think you can take over the town.
You can't!
- Boil them!
- Wait a minute, pal...
Now, we will have a table
for you in 20 minutes.
Forget it!
- We're going.
- Good idea.
- I'm hungry.
- I know, sweetheart.
You don't want to eat here.
I just found rats in the back.
- How disgusting!
- A whole nest of rats right in the back!
I apologise. The man was a slob.
- This is it?
- There's the Barnacle.
There's the boat. The guy at
the gas station said the food's great.
- It's the only place open.
- Well, it's got character.
And live entertainment.
I don't want any complaints.
Let's just sit down and enjoy ourselves.
- This place sucks!
- I told her never to say things "suck".
- Look!
- An ugly old pirate!
- Oh, really?
Where? Hello, me buccaneers.
Me name's Scully.
And what might your name be, me lass?
My name's Laurie,
and where's your hand?
You don't want to know.
- So, what's it going to be?
- Can you recommend something?
Scully's Catch-of-the-Day!
It's fresh grouper, slightly breaded,
sauteed to a golden brown,
and lemon butter, shallots...
...with a teasing hint of Dijon.
- We'll take five.
- Cortez!
- Si, senor?
- Cinco Scully's Catch-of-the-Day.
Cinco Scully's Catches-of-the-Day.
- Bon appetit.
- Thank you very much.
Isn't this nice? Listen to gas station
attendants. They know where to eat.
- What are you doing?
- Honey, it's OK.
It's just Noxzema. You were moaning
in your sleep about your sunburn.
- Why did you remind me? It hurts!
- Poor baby!
I'm not a baby.
Mummy, make it go away. It hurts.
- I hate the sun!
- I know.
- But I love this house.
- I know.
I love you.
- We should rent it every summer.
- OK, I'll talk to the guy in the morning.
- You smell so good.
- It's the Noxzema.
More on here.
- That's not burnt.
- I know!
Sandy, did you hear that?
Get up!
Archie, if that's you, I'll kill you.
Archie, what did you do?
What's going on?
Archie!
Somebody's at the door. See who it is.
Cover me.
- Freeze!
- No! Take what you want.
- Just don't harm the children.
- I won't.
Jack!
What is it?
- I'll handle this.
- Who are you?
The Three Bears! Who are you?
- Dan Gardner, the owner of this house.
- Well, look, Dan.
I don't know how many owners there are,
but I rented it from Elwin Haskell.
You rented... May I see your receipt?
You want to see my receipt?
- OK. Where's my receipt?
- On the table.
All right. What is this,
one of those time-sharing places?
Here it is, month of July,
Jack Chester, that's moi.
415 Beach Road, $2,000!
- 415 Beach Road.
- That's right.
This house is 415 Beach...
...Lane.
This must be yours.
Come in.
- You have wonderful closet space.
- It makes life so much easier.
When it comes to closet space...
- Come on, Arch.
- Come on, Arch.
Archie, come on!
OK, kids, upstairs. Let's go.
This should do it.
It's just kibble.
Do you have a vacuum cleaner?
That's enough!
Do you have a dustpan, maybe?
Leave that.
Good idea. You might have a visitor
this summer and they have a dog.
This is excellent. It's a nice little...
Come on, Archie, let's go. Come on.
Last time you ate a whole bag
you got sick. Come on, Arch.
Goodbye.
Have a nice summer.
I forgot my Noxzema.
Have a little patience, dear.
He does have a bad burn.
And my daughter.
- I wet my bed, Daddy.
- Sweetheart, you didn't wet your bed.
You wet their bed.
Flies! We got flies. They followed me
all the way from Atlanta.
Got you!
- Bananas?
- A little.
I called a plumber.
He might be here this afternoon.
I can't reach him.
They say he's in intensive care.
Get out of here!
Pass the milk, please?
- Here.
- Thank you.
- What's that? What is it?
- Here we go.
Great!
What is this? What is this?
- You're in pyjamas.
- I know.
Excuse me, why are you people
going through here?
Oh, perfect!
Come on through.
I'm Joe Public, welcome to my beach.
I'm taking Laurie to nursery school.
I'll be at the beach later.
Daddy, wait.
I've got to get my stuff from the car.
Where do you think you're going?
This isn't a nude beach.
Who do you think you are? Lolita?
Hi!
Just move in? I'm Russ.
- Hi. Jennifer.
- This is Annie.
- That's one of those CPR dolls.
- I teach CPR.
- I'm known as Mr Mouth-to-Mouth.
- Jennifer, I got a great idea!
- We both take Laurie to nursery school?
- Not today, Dad.
- No?
- I thought you'd left.
Laurie, you forgot your lunch.
I have those muffins you like.
- Should she be talking to him?
- Why not?
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