Trailer park. [Freddy says like it's the only explanation anybody needs.] So we go in, you know the drill. "Buddy open the door!" But there's no answer and you can smell this thing from the outside. We get the landlady to open the place up, guns dawn and everything, it's dark cause the sun's goin' down and we're calling out to the guy 'cept there ain't anyone inside.

Me and my partner hear this [Freddy sounds a hssssssssssss.] Just one after the other. The guy collected exotic snakes. Big ones. The bastards are everywhere.

My partner, he was a boot. [The unspoken part is "more a boot than I was."] He starts doin' this dance all over the place, "Newendyke! Newendyke! Freddy! Newendyke! Do something!" Like what the fuck am I supposed to do I'm not a snake wrangler.