Someone in the neighborhood is making porn videos in their home? Busybody Rachel Sanders has got it in her head that because the shades are always closed, something unsavory is going on inside a house down the street. Hey, it’s not just the shades. There are never garbage cans at the curb, or a hose dragged out and left for days. She’s decided no one really lives in the house, they just slip in at night to make their adult films. Determined to get to the bottom of the mystery, Rachel ropes her husband Brian into sneaking over one night to catch the culprits in the act. The only reason hubby goes along is that he might get a peep at the show for free. What they discover leads to hilarious blunders, botched stakeouts, and their own little sex act in the front seat of a Cooper. What these two don’t bargain for is an angry criminal who decides to fight back.