PETER: I wasn't expecting anybody.

JERRY: No, I don't imagine you were. But I'm here, and I'm not
leaving.

PETER: [consulting his watch] Well, you may not be, but I must be
getting home soon.

JERRY: Oh, come on; stay a while longer.

PETER: I really should get home; you see . . .

JERRY: [tickles Peter's ribs with his fingers] Oh, come on.

PETER: [he is very ticklish; as JERRY continues to tickle him his
voice becomes falsetto.] No, I ... OHHHH! Don t do that. Stop,
Stop. Ohhh, no, no.

JERRY: Oh, come on.

PETER: [as JERRY tickles] Oh, hee, hee, hee. I must go.
I ... hee, hee, hee. After all, stop, stop, hee, hee, hee, after all,
the parakeets will be getting dinner ready soon. Hee, hee. And
the cats are setting the table. Stop, stop, and, and ...
[He is beside himself now.] ... and we're having ... hee, hee ...
uh ... ho, ho, ho.

[JERRY stops tickling Peter, but the combination of tickling and his
own mad whimsy has PETER laughing almost hysterically. As
his laughter continues, then subsides, JERRY watches him, with
a curious fixed smile.]

JERRY: Peter?

PETER: Oh, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha. What ? What ?

JERRY: Listen, now.

PETER: Oh, ho, ho. What ... what is it, Jerry? Oh, my.

JERRY: [mysteriously] Peter, do you want to know what
happened at the zoo ?

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