fire...
I think we should go over there,
knock on their door...
and invite ourselves in
for a nice, neighbourly chat.
Get to know these people
like we should have done a month ago.
That's a good idea.
I'll make brownies.
- Great. While you keep 'em busy, l...
- You're not invited.
- Can't we do this tomorrow, Carol?
- Would you relax?
We'll probably find out more
in five minutes of friendly chat...
than you guys can in a month
of snooping around.
Okay, now,
everybody just act normal.
- Who is it?
- Yoo-hoo!
It's Carol Peterson from next door.
Oh!
There go
the goddam brownies.
Hi. Welcome to Mayfield Place.
We're your neighbours.
We brought dessert...
Uh, is your mother home?
Here you go, sonny.
A little something for the sweet tooth.
I can't believe you've
lived here a whole month...
and we haven't come by
to say hello.
I'm your neighbour, Ray Peterson.
That's my wife, Carol.
That's Bonnie,
and this is, uh...
Rumsfield's the name.
Don't think I caught yours, sonny.
- Hans.
- Hans.
A fine, Christian name.
Hans Christian Andersen.
What, are you Catholic?
I don't know.
Oh. Pretty girl.
- Friend of yours?
- No, it came with the frame.
- "It came with the frame"?
- Yes.
Oh, is this the dining room?
Oh! You startled me.
- My Uncle Reuben.
- How do you do?
You are the one
who lives next door.
- Um... why don't we get some coffee?
- I'll do it.
What do you say we all sit down
for a little face-to-face, eh, Reub?
They're in there, all right.
They're just standing around.
Oh, great. Don't worry, you guys.
I can get this.
- I really appreciate your help. Really.
- No problem. Just be careful.
It's pretty dangerous
with the trip wire.
Thanks for your advice.
- W-Watch!
- Be careful!
- I'm watchin'.
- Did you make it?
I'm all right.
I'm okay, I'm okay.
Just throw me the tools.
Ow!
Sure was damp today.
Yes, I just can't seem
to do anything with my hair.
A sardine?
I'm trying to cut back.
Sardine?
Um...
So, how are you enjoying
Hinkley Hills?
We just love it.
- Don't we?
- Yes.
Klopek.
What is that, Slavic?
No!
About a nine
on the tensiуn scale, Reub.
How do you like
living here so far?
Pretty comfortable house, ain't it?
Good, solid walls.
Good, solid floors.
Got somebody tied up in the old cellar,
have you, Reub?
It's packing dust.
I'm sorry.
So...
Just you and Unc living here
in the house, is that it, sonny?
- No...
- Please, this is a small family:
Me, the young boy...
and my brother... the doctor.
Won't it be nice to have
a doctor in the neighbourhood?
You know, I think it's great you've been
able to stay with all the original wood.
I was never over here
when the Knapps lived here.
How unfortunate for the Knapps.
You know, it's funny, but I don't
remember seeing a moving van out front.
I don't understand that.
It was parked outside all day!
- Really?
- S-Say, how is, uh...
the... drainage
on your property here?
I know when it rains at our house...
boy, the basement
Just floods right over.
Basement? Ray comes up
with a winning idea.
Maybe we should go
take a look in the basement.
Maybe that was brother
down there...
tapping on the ceiling
a couple minutes ago.
Who knows?
Just what kind of doctor
is this brother of yours?
Why don't you
ask him yourself?
Ah, we have guests.
Sort of.
My brother, the doctor.
Werner Klopek.
How nice to meet you.
Ray Peterson.
Oh, pardon my glove.
I thought the candles
would be romantic... for the ladies.
- Oh.
- They're lovely.
I really must apologize
for the paint.
I was just touching up
one of my pictures.
I find painting relaxes me.
- Sugar substitute?
- No, thank you.
It was impolite of us not to have
introduced ourselves sooner.
I find my work is rather solitary.
It always keeps us on the