mr. fredricksen. need any help there? no. yes! ruining our house. well, just to let you know, my boss will be happy to take this old place off your hands, and for double his last offer! what do you say to that? uh, i take that as a "no," then? i believe i made my position to your boss quite clear. you poured prune juice in his gas tank. yeah, that was good. here, let me talk to him. (bullhorn beeps) you in the suit. yes, you. take a bath, hippie! i am not with him! this is serious! he's out to get your house. carl: tell your boss he can have our house. really? when i'm dead! i'll take that as a maybe. announcer on tv: order now, you get the camera, you get the printer, 4x optical zoom, schneider lens, photo printer, sd card. (knocking on door) "good afternoon. my name is russell. "and i am a wilderness explorer in tribe 54, sweat lodge 12. "are you in need of any assistance today, sir?" no. i could help you cross the street. no. i could help you cross your yard. no. i could help you cross your porch. no. well, i gotta help you cro