The 'Burbs Page #2
- PG
- Year:
- 1989
- 101 min
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This would be the perfect time.
If you go talk to him, we
could see what he's like. Go.
[Ray] You could say hi to him too.
- But he's your neighbour.
- No, he's your neighbour as well.
But you share a property line with him.
We're all on the same
block, so you could go too.
We're all in the same town,
but you're next to him.
If he was gonna borrow anything,
he'd come over to your place.
Well, he's busy now.
He's not busy. Now he's
goin' in. Go now because if...
He's going back in. If you were
gonna say hi, you should probably...
He's going into the house.
You're gonna lose him.
He's gonna go in...
- Now you've blown it, haven't you?
- No, I didn't blow it.
- Chicken. Chicken. [Clucking]
- He went into his house.
I'm not chicken because
he went into his house.
You look like a chicken in front of
your son and everything. Your son.
- [Engine Revving]
- Come on.
- If it's suddenly a big deal, let's just go say hello.
- Hey, hey, it's a joke!
- Let's say hello.
- Why so edgy?
- Come on, come on.
- Try decaf.
They're daring each other
to ring the doorbell.
- We shouldn't stare like this.
- [Chuckles]
Why don't we both go say
hello, or are you chicken?
Go for it, Mr Peterson! Yes!
- [Ricky Laughing] Whoo!
- Now everybody's watching us.
- [Ricky Shouting] Good going, man!
- Yeah, okay, yeah.
I'll go in with you. Sure. No problem.
[Throws Down Gum] Let's go.
[Art] There's bars on
the basement windows.
[Groans]
- They got holes in their porch too.
- That was a booby trap.
- You okay?
- Yeah.
- I'm not gonna pay for that.
- We shouldn't pay for that. We should sue them.
[Sighs] Well, um,
let's... Let's say hello.
Hey.
[Both Yelling]
- [Screams]
- Get the hose. Hang on, men!
[Ray, Art Screaming]
- Run to me! Run to water!
- [Screaming Continues]
- [Wife Screams]
- [Ricky Laughing]
- [Both Screaming]
- Ray, over here! Run to water!
- [Continue Screaming]
- Run to me! Come on!
[Sighs]
[Ray] I think they're gone,
Mark. I think they're gone!
- You men hit?
- I cannot believe you did that.
- Neither can I.
- I cannot believe it! That was great.
last week. I was over there.
It wasn't bees though.
It was a foaming squirrel.
In Southeast Asia, we'd call
this type of thing "bad karma."
[Carol] Honey, bee stings don't
heal if you keep playing with them.
[Ray] If we had gone to the lake,
I'd have twice as many of these.
- It isn't like anything you said is coming true.
- Where are you going?
I can't walk away without
I'm going to Paris, France. I'm
going to Banff, Canada, all right?
- That's where I'm going.
- [Carol] Are you taking the dog?
Yeah, yeah. I'm taking
the dog for a walk.
No, wait, wait, wait.
Hey, Vince, let's go over here, huh?
Let's not go that way tonight.
Here's a nice yard. It's a good yard.
[Art Yells] Hey, you with the dog!
[Art, Ricky Laughing]
[Art] Hey, keep that
mutt off my lawn, will ya?
All right. Have a field day.
[Barking]
He comes here to smoke cigars. His wife
won't let him. He doesn't know I know that.
Hi, Ray. How ya doin', bud?
- Hey, there, Mr Peterson.
- Good to see you.
- Wouldn't need a lighter, would you?
- Thanks.
- It is a lovely night, isn't it?
- Yeah, green sky tonight.
Green sky at morning:
Neighbour take warning.
Green sky at night?
Neighbour take flight.
Did you ever see the movie
The Sentinel, Mr Peterson?
It's about the old guy
who owned the apartment...
which is kind of like
the gateway to hell.
No, I didn't see that.
Oh, well, I was doing some thinking.
And, you know, being that their
last house burned down and all...
it's like, maybe, somebody
left the gate open.
[Rumbling, Whirring]
It's them. They're movin' around again.
It was a night just like
this that it happened.
What happened, Mr Weingartner?
It was a long time ago. Hinkley
Hills was a lot smaller then.
Safer too. You never had to lock
your doors. Everybody knew everybody.
I must have been maybe
nine, ten years old.
- You know where the big mall is?
- Yeah.
There used to be a big
drugstore on the corner there.
- It had a big soda fountain. Remember?
- Yeah.
The guy who ran it was a
rotund guy, had glasses.
His name was Skip. Lived over on Elm.
Had a wife, a couple
kids. Not too sharp.
The guy's 40 years old, he's wearing
a paper hat and making cherry Cokes.
It's a cinch he's not
running for governor, right?
Anyway, it got hot that summer.
It got real hot. It was sweltering.
That heat where your underwear
sweats and it crawls up the...
Anyway, it's hot, okay?
really vile stench over on Elm...
and they figure it's
comin' from Skip's place.
No one wants to say anything.
Do you knock on the guy's
door, "Hi, your house stinks"?
So people are trying
to ignore it, right?
They're trying to pretend it isn't
happening. You know those pine things?
They're trying to cover up with those
pine things that you can put in cars.
People are hanging
those on their porches.
[Laughing]
- Oh, you think that's funny, Ricky?
- Well, yeah.
Let me tell you what happened next.
shows up. They talk to Skip.
He says he's got a sump
pump problem. They leave.
The guy's got a sewer problem.
He says he'll look after it.
Everything's okay, right?
Wrong. A couple hours later...
the windows of Skip's house.
- The firemen go in. Know what they find?
- What?
Skip's family, dead. Murdered...
by Skip... weeks
earlier... with an ice pick.
Yeah, the guy killed his whole family...
- [Gulps]
- With an ice pick.
Yeah. Yeah, just put 'em
in the cool basement...
covered 'em up with a sheet and went
back to makin' treats for the townsfolk.
Only Skip didn't count on there
being a big heat wave that summer.
You know what all those people
were smelling on Elm, Ricky?
What?
Skip's family's bodies...
- decomposing in the summer heat.
- [Whistles]
Apparently, one day Skip made Just
one-too- many lemon phosphates.
[Snaps Fingers] El snappo.
I remember that. I remember
hearing about that when I was a kid.
They-They tore down the
soda fountain that fall.
These towns are full of those stories.
They're happening right under your nose.
You know, speaking of noses...
ever since this family
has moved to this block...
I've been noticing a
weird kind of odour.
Kind of like death.
- [Shouts]
- [Screams]
- [Both Laughing]
- Jump a little higher, Spud Webb.
- Oh, slam dunk!
- Sorry, Mr Peterson. It was a mistake.
- Well, it wasn't a mistake.
- Don't apologize.
- I'm goin' home.
- Oh, come on.
- Don't be a weenie. It was a joke!
- I'm sorry, Mr Peterson.
I'm gonna go do something productive.
I'm gonna go watch television.
[Alex Trebek] The answer is:
- What is Lincoln's birthday.
- [Trebek] Addley?
- [Addley] What is Memorial Day?
- Memorial Day is it. Select.
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