Hey, Crazy Joe!
Now you live in a great penthouse, can I be your financial advisor?
That's a billboard, Crazy Joe.
You live in a billboard? And they call me crazy!
Shark Tale (2004) · 53 quotes
Hey, Crazy Joe!
Now you live in a great penthouse, can I be your financial advisor?
That's a billboard, Crazy Joe.
You live in a billboard? And they call me crazy!
All right. 'Cause I like you, I'm gonna give you 24 hours to pay up.
All of it? How am I supposed to do that?
That's your problem. Bring me 5,000 clams to the track tomorrow, or else.
Or else what?
The boys will explain.
He was the #1 tongue scrubber. Every year for 25 years. To me, working at the Wash, was the coolest job in the ocean. But then I learned something I will never forget.
Oscar's dad's a tongue scrubber!
Tongue scrubber! Tongue scrubber! Tongue scrubber! Tongue scrubber! Tongue scrubber! Tongue scrubber!
Watch it! Back up! I'm crazy! I be trippin'! [makes karate moves and noises until he accidentally kicks Bernie]
Ow! What the…?
Don't hurt us! We're sorry! It was all Ernie's idea! [Ernie nods, then looks at Bernie angrily]
Oscar?
Did you kill that shark?
Uh, yeah. Exactly how it looks; that's how it is.
Do you hear them, Lenny?! They are going crazy, man! They love us!
They love you. They hate me!
What?!
Can we switch sides? Maybe I can be the Fishslayer! They'll never see it comin'!
Come on, man! Look. You sell this, you'll never have to go home again! You could start a new life! [Lenny nods his head understandingly] Now gimme a growl!
Okay. [purrs; he then clears his throat and roars loudly in Oscar's face] Like that?
That was... pretty good!
You're right. I'm sorry. I haven't been myself since the... the, uh... Don't cry. [cries in anguish]
No, no, it's not all that. Just relax.
It's my fault... kinda... not really... but still. My brother...
You just need a little time, man. Look, thi... things'll work out.
You think?
Yeah. So, look, I'm gonna take off... And you should just go home, Okay?
Okay.
Hey, good luck, dawg.
They got Angie. And they want a sit-down. I never meant for anybody to get hurt, especially not Angie. This is all my fault.
That's a classic move. I've seen it a thousand times.
They take the thing you love the most, and then they use it against you.
Look, we gotta go to that sit-down, and we gotta save her.
Whoa, whoa, whoa. Look, I wanna save Angie, too. But I can't just waltz in there and say, "Hi, Pop, I'm a dolphin!"
Lenny?
"And my friend the Sharkslayer here's a fake!"
Fake?
Come on, we're gonna need a better plan than that!
This is a joke, right? This is a joke. Because you know, I told Lino... [suddenly flashes back to his phone call with Lino]
Shut up, Lino. Shut up! [Don Lino growls]
Tell me you didn't make it all up, kid! Tell me that's not Lenny! Tell me you're a real Sharkslayer, please!
I'm sorry, Sykes. I'm not. [his mood suddenly brightens] But the sharks don't know that.
STOP! I AM NOT A REAL SHARKSLAYER! [The crowd stops cheering and stares in disbelief.] I lied.
What?
And I'm not a real financial adviser!
Okay... [to Lino] It was an anchor that killed Frankie. I didn't have anything to do with it, and neither did Lenny.
If that's true, why did you run away?
Because you always wanted me to be like Frankie. I'll never be the shark you want me to be.
What is your problem?! So your son likes kelp, so his best friend is a fish, so he likes to dress like a dolphin! So what?! Everybody loves him, just the way he is. Why can't you? Don't make the same mistake that I did. I didn't know what I had... until I lost it.
Will you get me outta this, so I can hug my kid, and tell him I'm sorry?
Come here, you. [hugs Lenny] I love you, son. No matter what you eat, or how you dress.
Don't... swallow!
Oscar?
No, it's Pinocchio. Of course it's me! Why did you do that?!
I'm sorry...
No, "sorry" is when you step on somebody's fin at the theater! Yeah, that's "sorry"! "Sorry" is when you say "Hey, when's the baby due?" and it turns out the person's just FAT! No, this is as far away from "sorry" as you can possibly get!
Oscar, I think I'm gonna puke...
Oh, no, no, no, no... Lenny, just open up, nice and easy.
Shhh! He could be anywhere!
Who?
The Shark Slayer...
There's no Shark Slayer.
Tchee-he-ha-ha. Yes, there is!
Tchee-he-ha-ha. No, there is not! Trust me on this one!
Get a hold of yourself, man! This is no time to act crazy!
Hey, you're the one acting crazy, crazy!
Sykes, shut up! Shut up!
Hey, that's good. That's good, I like that! Shut up, Lino! Ha! Shut up! Oh, kid, he wants to talk to you.
No. I'm not here. I'm not here!
Yeah, he's right here. [hands Oscar the phone]
Hello?
Shut up? Shut up?! You don't tell me "Shut up"! I tell you "Shut up"!
What? Hello?
Yeah, hi. Lemme have a pie with everything on it. Anchovies, Meatballs, Mushrooms–
Luca?
Oh, hi, boss. What are you doin' workin' at a pizza joint?
Get off the phone!
But I'm hungry! [Luca reluctantly hangs up]
My guys are comin' for you, Shark Slayer! They're gonna tear you FIN FROM FIN! [slams the phone down hanging up too]
All right, I totally betrayed you, but before we work this out I got a small thing to take care of.
Oh, yeah? What's that?
Sharks are coming to get me!
And they should! What did you expect? You just take credit for killing a shark and then everything would be fine and dandy for the rest of your life?!
Uh... yeah. But don't worry. Me and Lenny, we're gonna take care of this...
Whoa, whoa, whoa! What's with the "we"? I don't want any part of this!
Hey, too late now, veggie boy. They'll be looking for you, too!
Point taken. What's the plan?
Hey, Oscar!
Hey, I can't talk. I gotta find Angie. I need to tell her I love her.
You come and you go...
Way to go, Oscar.
Hi, I'm Oscar. You might think you know, but you have no idea. [rap music] Welcome to my crib. The good life, the way the other half lives. Check it out, I got my 60" inch high-def, flatscreen TV with 6-speaker surround-sound, CD, DVD, PlayStation hook-up, and an 8-track player for days when you're feeling just a little... [beatbox] old school. [laughs] 'Cause even a superstar Mack daddy fish like me has to have the necessities.
Yeah, like money! [Camera zooms out to show Oscar standing in front of billboard ad]
Come on, Shorties, why you messing with my fantasy?
'Cause you're so broke, your baloney has no first name.
That's very funny.
Hey, Oscar. Over here. I gotta talk to ya.
Be right there. Hang onto these.
Oscar, you da fish.
Yo, dude.
Yo, Crazy Joe!
Now that you live in a great penthouse, can I be your financial advisor?
That's a billboard, Crazy Joe.
You live in a billboard? And they call me crazy! [laughs insanely while floating away with an umbrella]
Hey, Oscar! Look who came to visit!
YAAH!!! [They shorties spray-painted the billboard with a pic of Oscar being devoured by a shark bursting through the penthouse floor]
Gotcha!
No, don't do that! Shouldn't you kids be in school?
Shouldn't you be at work?
Right back at me, eh? Little smart mouth? Now I'm on my way and y'all stay outta trouble. [turns back to the graffiti] And clean that stuff up!
See ya! [The Shorties clean the graffiti]
See ya, Oscar. [laughs]
Yo, what's up, fellas? Big O's in the house.
Hi, Oscar.
Hi, Oscar!
What's up? Hey. Reef side. Yo, Johnson, is it lunch yet?
You just got here.
That's my point. Hey, Headphone Guy. Looking good, ladies.
Hey, Oscar.
Keep up the bad work. Huh? I'm already punched in? Angie.
Good morning. Can I help you?
One wash and mouth, please.
Hot wax?
Please.
Kelp Scrape. We're having a special, what do you say?
Why not? It's mating season, and I'm feeling lucky! [leaves]
Whale of the wash, and the price... [blissful sigh] Oh, my gosh. [camera pans to Angie doodling her crush on Oscar] May I suggest a barnacle peel? Removes lines and salt damage. Good.
Hey, Ang.
OH, MY GOSH! [quickly hides her secret paper] Hi Oscar!
Thanks for covering for me. [over the phone] Hey yo, Angie needs to get her freak on! Could ya hold for one moment please? Thanks, dawg! [hangs up]
Oscar!
Come on, Ang! Dance with me, mama! ♪ You might not ever be rich! ♪
Oscar! You're gonna get me fired!
You? Fired? [scoffs] That can't happen, 'cause then I'd have absolutely NO reason to come to work.
Oh, you don't mean that.
'Course I do. You're, like, my best friend. [Angie gasps; then when Oscar's not looks, dramatically pretends to jab herself in the heart with her pen. When Oscar turns back to her, she quickly hides the pen with a sheepish giggle] Listen, tell me what you think about this. This is like the best idea ever, all right. It's a sure thing, guaranteed cash extravaganza. Bottled water.
Oh, no.
All I need is an advance on my paycheck from the boss and, Ang, I am out of this place. I mean, I am... pschoo!
Oscar. Instead of getting in Mr. Sykes' face with another get-rich-quick scheme, go do something you're actually good at: your job, which by some miracle you still have.
Oh. I almost forgot. I brought you some breakfast.
You didn't. Kelpy Kremes?
Your favorite. By the way, you're still on hold.
Oh, my gosh! Thank you for holding. Busy, busy. Go. How can I help you? No, I'm sorry. Mr. Sykes is at a meeting right now. He won't be back till later.
How are my babies this morning? You miss me? You doing good? Huh? Huh? [To Sykes] You see, Sykes, it's a fish-eat-fish world, [he drops a food pellet into the tank] you either take, or you get taken. [The fish sprout razor teeth and devour the pellet as Lino closes the tank's lid]
Truer words have never been spoken. Is that it? That all? We done?
Now, you and me, we worked together a long, long, long time.
Please, Don Lino, it's hardly been like work.
You know...
I love that about you.
Let me finish. That I've lived my life for my sons. Raising and protecting them...
You're the best! He's the best, right? Am I right or am I wrong? Am I right?
It's all been to prepare...
Right?
...to prepare them...
Sorry.
Yeah. It's all right. ...for the day they run the reef. Well, today is that day. [pauses; The record player gets stuck] Luca.
Hey, Boss, big butts! [chuckles]
Oy vey. Long story short, from now on yous work for Frankie and Lenny. Capiche?
Lenny? Frankie, I understand, but Lenny? You can't be serious.
I'm dead serious. It takes more than muscle to run things. Now Lenny, he's got the brains. That's something special.
He's special all right.
What's that supposed to mean?
Nothing. I'm just saying...
Hey, I bring you in here, look you in the eye, tell you what's what, and what?
What?
What "what"?
"What, what" nothing. You said "what" first.
I didn't say what first. I asked you what.
No, you said "And then what?", and I said "What?"
No, I said "what what", like what, what?! [brief pauses]
You said "what" first.
Now you're makin' fun of me?!
No, no, no, no, you misunderstood! [His sons arrived]
Sorry we're late, Pop. Lenny had an accident. He was born.
You're a comic genius.
Look, all I'm saying is the kid ain't exactly no killer.
My Lenny is a killer! Ya hear me? A cold-blooded killer! Look at him! [Lino and Sykes both notice Lenny obliviously spinning around on his chair; Frankie shakes his head]
Huh?
That's it. That's IT! You are OUT!
What?! [inflates; high pitched] Whaddya mean I'm "out"?!
You're fired! [pushes Sykes; Sykes screams and lands on a picture across the room] And on top of that, you're gonna have to start paying me!
For what?
So nothing happens to that little Whale Wash of yours. [Cut to the Oscar and workers at the Whale Wash]
Welcome to Oscar's crib. 60 foot slime-covered tongue with canker sores, swim-in cavities and plankton-encrusted teeth for when I feel a little… [exasperated] old school!
Ah, stop your moaning, Oscar! It could be a lot worse, you know?
Yeah, that's true. I could have this job, and look like you! [laughs; sudden rumbling] Indigestion... SHE'S GONNA BLOW! [Workers start scattering]
Wait! Headphone Guy's still in there. [Headphone Guy is cleaning the whale, oblivious to the rumbling]
I GOT YOU, HEADPHONE GUY! [he and Headphone Guy brace themselves on the whale's uvula. The scrubbers peak when...the whale let us out a small belch, sending some slime onto Oscar. The workers laughs]
Still think it could be worse?
Yeah! I could look like you!
Haha! Ya'll funny. Well, see if you laugh at THIS! [throws slimeball at Pontrelli, who ducks with a laughs, and it hits in splat instructor Johnson, causing him to stagger around and accidentally hits a button that sprays soap in the whale's eye, causing the whale to screams in pain and anogy]
Ohh! Ohh! My eye! OHH!!
SOAP IN THE EYE, SOAP IN THE EYE! [Flips the emergency; the grabbers grab the screams whale very tightly; quickly cleans the whale's eye] It's alright. I'ma get you some nice coupons, we gonna get you a free hot wax and all you like that? Alright, go ahead, Big Baby.
Thanks, Oscar.
Alright. [gets slapped on the back by Ernie and shocked, causing the bucket to land on his head]
Well, look who it is, Bernie.
Just the fish we're looking for.
Yeah. [Oscar struggles to remove the bucket]
The boss be needing to see you right now.
Right now.
Ernie, Bernie, my jellyfish brothers. Boo-ya-ka. Hey, what's up, man? Man, it's good to see y'all... Huh? What'd you say, Ang? Okay. Fellas, I'm gonna go ahead over there. [singing] But don't worry [beatboxes] About a thing 'Cause every little thing [Bernie and Ernie shakes the head no] Is gonna be all right... [gets slapped again]
That's not the way you sing that song, one. [Cut into the Oscar is tossed into Sykes' office and rolls into his desk]
Hey, Sykes! My brother from another mother. What the deezy, baby? [Oscar tries dapping Sykes up, who sighs annoyed at his antics] Show me dat. What's going down? Hey, baby, this is all gravy today. Now snap your fin... Snap it. You're not snapping it...
Oscar!
Hey, don't sweat it. A lot of white fish can't do it.
Oscar, would you just sit down, okay?
Thank you.
I've been going over my markers. You're into me for five grand. 5 G's, okay?
5 Gs? Man, you tripping, 5 Gs.
Oh, yeah? See if [throws unpaid loan documents at Oscar] this refreshes your memory.
That's crazy, look at that. You wrote everything down so you wouldn't forget. This a perfect example of why you're in management, and I'm not. You go, boy.
Look, I have to start paying Don Lino protection, so everything you owe me, you owe him!
How you figure that?
Simple - the food chain! [pulls out chart] You see, on top there's Don Lino, there's me, and there's regular fish.
Oh, that's me!
No. There's plankton, there's single-celled amoebas.
And then me!
I'm getting there, I'm getting there. There's coral, there's rocks, there's whale poo, and then there's you.
That's messed up.
So if Don Lino's squeezing me... he's squeezing you!
What? [the chart suddenly pulls up, catching Sykes in the chin]
Easy, boss. Find a happy place.
Yeah, a happy place!
There is no happy place with him around! [agitated he puffs up; higher pitched] I'm SERIOUS!
AH! All right, look! Just give me another chance-! I-I'm begging you, Sykes please! Please!
All right. [deflates; normally] Because I "like" you, I'm gonna give you 24 hours to pay up.
All of it? How am I supposed to do that?
That's your problem. Bring me 5,000 clams to the racetrack tomorrow, or else.
Or else what?
The boys will explain. [exits his office]
Unpleasant.
5,000 clams?! You borrowed 5,000 clams from Mr. Sykes? Oscar, why do you get yourself into these situations?
I don't know, Ang. It's just hard, all right, because I'm a little fish in a big pond. A really big pond. The ocean. I'm a nobody. I want some of that.
Mrs. Sanchez?
What? Ew. No. That. The top of the reef, where the somebodies live. I wanna be rich and famous like them, but I'm stuck down here.
Well, what's wrong with down here?
I'll tell you what's wrong with down here. Remember my dad? He worked at the Wash his whole life. [voiceover] He was the #1 tongue scrubber. Every year for 25 years. To me, working at the Wash, was the coolest job in the ocean. But then I learned something I will never forget.
Oscar's dad's a tongue scrubber!
Tongue scrubber! Tongue scrubber! Tongue scrubber! Tongue scrubber! Tongue scrubber! Tongue scrubber!
My dad was the greatest. But nobody loves a nobody. I want to be a somebody.
Oscar, you don't have to live at the top of the reef to be a somebody.
What's the difference? If I don't pay Mr. Sykes back by tomorrow... I'm dead anyway, so...
Wait here.
What's this? A pink pearl?
Mm-hm.
Where'd you get that?
My grandmother gave it to me. She said it started from a tiny grain of sand, but then, after a while, it grew into something beautiful. Dreams can begin small too.
No. No, I couldn't...
Take it. It'll get you the money you need for Mr. Sykes.
Nice bet. [Oscar sheepishly giggles] You got a name? [He nods] You wanna tell me what it is? [Oscar giggles as he nods] Well, mine's Lola.
Come on, man! Get your game face on! [slaps himself to tighten up as he yelps] So... [chuckles] Lola, my name's... Uh, My name is Oscar, sweetie. [gasps] Mrs. Sanchez.
The hippity-hop smooth talk don't work with me.
Oh, My bad. Hey, so, uh...
Oscar. I was starting to think you skipped out on me.
Sykes! Hey. Oh, I see you're already on your way to the concession stand.
What are you doing?
Mind bringing us back some drinks? That would be great, thanks. And some of them little wiener thingies.
The ones with the toothpicks?
What are you doing? Don't listen to him!
Come on, Lola let me escort you to... my box.
Your box?!
His box?! You can't even afford the gum under the seats!
He just laid five grand on Lucky Day. I think he can afford anything he wants. [as she says this, Oscar makes various motions that she's crazy, only stopping with a sheepish wince]
Five grand? My five grand?!
No, it was another five grand.
You had the money to pay me back and you bet it anyway? [angrily takes his ticket] Gimme that!
Hold up. Sykes!
Clearly, I've made a mistake.
No, no, wait Lola!
Look, deep down, I'm really superficial. [pulls Oscar close as if to kiss him] And don't get me wrong: you're cute, but... [whispers as she pushes him away] you're a nobody. [leaves; Oscar became stunned]
Oscar, you're cute, but you're a nobody.
Wait. Lola. Come back. I'm not a nobody. I'm a wiener! [They both laugh, much to Oscar's annoyance]
You're unbelievable. You're in trouble up to you gills, and still you're asking for more? Now, go on, get in here!
The horses are lining up the post. [the bell rings and the seahorses rush out] And they're off! Out of the gates, it's Fish Fingers followed by Sea Biscuit and Salmonella. [Lucky Day can't open the gate] The long shot Lucky Day seems appears to be having trouble getting out of the gate.
What?!
Only a sucker could've bet on that horse!
No, no, no. Don't sweat it, man. He does this all the time. He's just playing.
But what's this? Lucky Day's gone crashing his way through the gate! And he's off and running! Down the straightaway, it's Sea Biscuit, Fish Fingers and Lucky Day.
Please, Lucky Day, go fast. Go fast.
Coming up the far turn, it's Sea Biscuit by a length, and Lucky Day well behind the pack. [Lucky Day catches up with the other seahorses] And here comes Lucky Day coming up from behind! He's passing, Yellowtail, Salmonella, and coming up on Fish Fingers!
See? See? Who's your fish now? Go!
Around the final turn, here comes Lucky Day! Lucky Day's done caught up to Fish Fingers! They're head-to-head! Neck-and-neck! [Lucky Day takes the lead] Lucky Day's pulling ahead!
Sweet! I'm getting tired just thinking about all that money! [Sykes laughs]
Look at Lucky Day go!
We're moving on up! To the East Side!
Absolutely amazing! This looks to be Lucky Day's big day! It's Lucky Day! [Lucky Day speeds up too fast that he trips and accidentally punches himself with his tail, causing him to tumble] Ooh, what happened?!?! Lucky Day is down!
We're moving on up! [they both embrace]
To the East Side!
NOOOOO!!!!
And here comes Fish Fingers, followed by Sea Biscuit, Yellowtail... and Fish Fingers wins.
What happened? Let me see.
Wait, wait, wait! I just wanna hold you.
Hey, Oscar, get outta my way. Let me see. [sees that Lucky Day has lost]
What a sad day for Lucky Day.
Uh, remember your happy place, Sykes.
And that's why they call him the long shot.
Yo, that was crazy, right? Who knew? I mean, everything's set, it's a lock, we good to go, we in the money, and he trips underwater. Who in the halibut trips underwater? [Sykes, seething with silent anger, rips the ticket up into small shreds] And by the way, on what?
That's it! That's it! I've had it! [puffs up; in a higher pitch] Ernie, Bernie, I want you to find the deepest, darkest hole in the ocean, and when you do, dig deeper, and put him in it!? [invertedly pops a fish's balloon, causing her to scream. Oscar is tied and gagged with a seaweed and thrown into a whale's mouth] Sorry, kid. It's nothing personal. It's just business. [Ernie closes the whale's mouth. Cut to the Oscar is bound and gagged with seaweed while Ernie and Bernie stings him for fun]
🎵 Don't worry / About a thing / 'Cause every little thing / Is gonna be all right. 🎵
This is how you sing it, Oscar.
Yeah.
Sykes, he like you, mon.
He say take it easy on you.
But Sykes is not here. [laughs]
True. Ernie, let me ask you a question.
Yeah, mon? Go on.
Why is it that me locks can sting other people, but they do not affect me or you? [zaps Ernie, who screams] Ernie! I didn't mean it, Ernie! I didn't mean it, mon! [Ernie laughs and points at Bernie] Ernie, you made a joke! Good one, mon! Respect!
Respect!
Bloodfire!
Frankie, you know I can't do this.
Lenny, if you want to make Pop happy, you've got to kill something.
Or, I could find an old, sick fish and just wait.
It's getting around, the other day at the restaurant, you know how fish talk. Biddi-bip, biddi-bop, this-that, the other, then how you doing? Boom! Forget about it, ya dead.
Okay, seriously, I can't understand wise-guy, so you're gonna have to be specific.
Oh specific? You want specific? [smacks him] Be a shark for once in your life!
Ow! [downhearted] Oh, what am I going to do?
Oh, Lenny, forget it about, okay, look, we do a couple practice runs, badda-bing, badda-boom, Pop's happy, you're a shark, life goes on, capisce?
Okay, okay, capisce.
Wait, wait... Whoa. Bingo. Right there, dead ahead. You see it? TV Dinner. [the two hunker on the outer border of the divot] Don't get easier than this.
All right. Come on. Eye of the tiger. Frankie, I can do this! What if I can't do this?
Then don't bother coming home.
Good point! All right. [swims to the bottom of the wasteland]
Hit him in the tail again. I like the funny face he make.
On the face. Yeah.
Ernie!
BLOW OUT! [they swim away in panic]
Uh... Guys? Guys, don't leave me alone. Come on, there could be sharks out here!
Oh, no. Wait. I'm sorry. No, no, no. I'm not gonna…
Lenny.
What?
Like this. [makes animalistic chews motions and sounds, Lenny licks Oscar's back, only to recoil in disgust]
Just get it over with. Wait a minute. Do me a favor, don't chew me. I'm not for that.
I'm not gonna eat you.
Come on! Don't do the whole head trip thing with me.
Listen to me. Don't move until I tell you. [bites the seaweed free]
Ahhh! Back up! [Lenny makes animalistic noises as he fans the sand around him to make a cloud and obscure Frankie's vision]
That's it, Len. There you go, buddy! That's it. Wave those fins, baby! Dig in!
Look, I'm just pretending so you can get away.
Huh?
Now, when I turn around, you take off. Tastes just like chicken. [Turns around acting like he has devoured Oscar] Mmm. Mmm.
Oh, no! [Lenny looks and notice Oscar is still there.] OH!!!
What did I tell you?!
I'm sorry. I didn't get it. You want me to go now?!
What are you doing?! Just go!
That's it! I've had enough to here! [snarls. Having enough of Lenny not eating Oscar, Frankie charged right at Oscar to eat him.]
Oh, no!
Hurry! Swim! No, Frankie, wait!
NO!!! Get you boy! Get you boy! EEF! EEV! OH, NO!
Frankie! [bites the chain of the anchor and throws the anchor to the other side]
Lenny? [coughs] Lenny, is that you?
I'm here, Frankie.
Come closer.
Yes, what is it?
I'm so cold...
That's just because we're cold-blooded. [Frankie angrily slaps him] Ow!
Moron. [dies]
Frankie, no.... [gasps, wailing] NOOOOOOOOOOO!!! [sobs] This is all my fault! I'm so sorry, Frankie! How am I ever gonna explain this to Pop...? [gasps] Oh, no! [tearfully swims away and passes Oscar, who squeaks and lands in front of the now-deceased Frankie]
Watch it! Back up! I'm crazy! I be tripping! [makes karate moves and noises until he accidentally kicks Bernie]
Ow! What the...?! [Oscar, Ernie, and Bernie start screaming loudly; Oscar hides behind the dead Frankie, protesting]
Don't hurt us! We're sorry! It was all Ernie's idea! [Ernie nods, then looks at Bernie angrily. Then they were surprised]
Oscar?
Did you kill that shark?!
Uh, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Exactly how it looks; that's how it is.
What happened?
Oh, you... You want to know what happened.
Yeah.
You're standing on top of a shark. Go on, Mon.
Well, I'll tell you what happened. [Cut to the outside of the Whale Wash, as Oscar tells lies to the fish about killing the shark]
Big old shark, about 75, 100 feet long. So, he's swimming at me, right? With teeth like razors.
Razors.
And I was all like, "You come at me like that? You come at the O like that?"
Hey, do the muscle thing! The muscle thing!
Oh, right, right, right, right. So I told that dude, I said, "You see this guy?" [points at right bicep] And I pointed like this, "Well, he's got a brother, and he lives right over here." [points at left bicep] "And I think it's time for a little..."
Family reunion! [Everyone cheers]
You see, mon. I told you.
We were right there. Right here.
Pardon me. Move it!
Oh. Sorry. Sorry. She seems so nice on TV.
Oscar, Katie Current. As the first fish in history to ever take on a shark and win, tell me: Does this mean you're now protector of the reef, new sheriff in town, the big kahuna?
Katie, I'm gonna keep it real. I can call you Katie, right?
Of course.
Any shark try to mess around in Oscartown is going down! [crowd cheering]
Yeah, it's poetic. In the heat I get poetic.
Oscar. Hmm. Oscar.
Get out of here, you barracudas. Any further questions will be fielded by me.
And you are?
I'm his manager. Sykes, with a "y".
And I'm his financial advisor. [everyone turns confused to Joe] You want to see my puppets? [raspy voice] Hello.
Could you excuse us for a moment, please? [to Sykes in a hushed tone] My manager?
Kid, you're a superstar. We're gonna make a fortune! Just let me handle it.
What about the 5 Gs?
Forget the 5 Gs. From now on, we're partners.
So what are we talking about here?
I'm thinking 90-10 split.
That's generous.
You're the I'm 10 I take my 90 off the top.
I don't think so.
Talk to me.
You get 15.
70.
20.
75.
Dude, you're going the wrong way.
50/50.
You happy?
No. You happy?
No.
Deal. [They dap one another up successfully]
My manager and I are now prepared to take your questions.
Oscar, are you going to continue working here at the Wash?
Please, I barely work here now. [everyone laughs]
Keep it up, kid. You're slaying 'em.
No. He's slaying sharks.
Hey, that's good. That's good, I like that. Oscar the Sharkslayer.
Whoa! A sharkslayer.
You heard it here first. From now on, any shark tries to bother this reef, it's his funeral.
Here he is. The Sharkslayer. [Mary J. Blige: "Got to Be Real"]
Let's get this party started right!
There he is, the big O.
Sykes.
Pound that dog. Pound it. [dancing awkwardly] Oscar, raise the reef. Raise the reef, buddy.
Uh, yeah...
Oh, yeah. Hot.
Yeah, that's pretty...
Come on, cabbage patch. Cabbage patch.
Angie, you made it.
Wait, you're gonna break my gift.
Come on. You didn't have to get me anything. What'd you get me?
What does every bachelor pad need?
A lava lamp? How did you know I love lava lamps? You know what, I'm gonna put it right here next to my other one. [the other lava lamp in question is massive and green] Hey, come on, Ang. I wanna show you the best thing about this place. [staring out at the rest of the reef] How great is this view?
Top of the reef. It's amazing.
I know. It's beautiful, right?
Like you...r new apartment. It's... Wow. Awesome. What I'm trying to say is that I'm proud of you.
Yeah. It was nothing, really, you know. Hey... Hey, oh, you know what, wait right here. Don't move. I'll be right back. Girl, you are gonna flip.
I'm back.
You're back.
You know, Ang...Where I am now, this whole new life I got, and all my dreams coming true... In a weird kinda way, I never could have done it without you.
Oh, sure you could. Well, probably not. [chuckles]
Ang. Here. [he pulls out a box]
Oh! Oscar!
I know. I know. I'm just sorry that it took so long.
That's okay.
Bam! Huh?
My grandmother's pearl.
With interest! Now, I don't forget anything, and I never forget who my friends are. Ang, I...
Oh, hi. I'm not interrupting something, am I?
Yes, we're talking.
No. Hey, Lola. Wow. You're here. You, er, you gotta come best my meet friend, Angie. Uh, uh, eat my best men, Wangie...?
Your best friend? Oh, that's sweet. So you won't mind if I steal him for a while, will you? [they enter the penthouse again] So, look who's a somebody after all.
Well, you know...
SHARKS! THE SHARKS! ON THE- ON THE EDGE OF THE REEF! THEY'RE GREAT WHITES! [Everyone panics]
EVERYONE, GO HOME! SPEND THE LAST FEW HOURS Y'ALL HAVE WITH EACH OTHER! [everyone stops screaming and looks at him with a belief pauses out] Oh...! I mean...that's how it used to be around here...but not since Oscar came to town!
So, Lola, baby, just wait here and I'm gonna be right back. I'm gonna go take care of these sharks.
Go get 'em, tiger.
Woo! Biceps, triceps.
All right, Oscar.
Go get 'em, Oscar.
[Oscar goes to the elevator and growls, but the elevator closes, prompting the random fish that already panicked earlier to burst out sobbing, meanwhile, two sharks search for Lenny.]
Lenny! Where the heck is he? LENNY!
Hey. What are you doing? There's a sharkslayer out here. You wanna be next?
Oh, yeah. [whispers] Lenny?
Shark #2 [sighs]
Lenny!?
Phew, that was close.
Super close. [in fear, Oscar looks up to see him above] Don't panic. [Oscar looks down, and is about to screams but his mouth is covered] Quiet, a-bup-bup! We're safe.
Oh, not you again!
Yeah. [suddenly] AHH WHAT WAS THAT?!
Oh, what is with you, man?!
Shh! He could be anywhere!
Who?
The Sharkslayer...
There's no Sharkslayer around here.
Tchee-he-ha-ha. Yes, there is!
Tchee-he-ha-ha. No, there is not! Trust me on this one.
Get a hold of yourself, man! This is no time to act crazy!
Hey, you're the one acting crazy, crazy!
You're right. I'm sorry. I haven't been myself since the... the, uh... Don't cry. [cries in anguish]
No, no, it's not all that. Just relax.
It's my fault...! Kinda... not really... but still. My brother...!
You just need a little time, man. Look, the...things'll work out.
You think?
Yeah. So, look, I'm gonna take off...And you should just go home, Okay?
Okay.
Hey, good luck, dawg.
Wait!
What, man?
Uh, I didn't catch your name.
Gngh, Oscar!
I'm Lenny, hi!
Hi.
Where... where do you live?
Lenny, where I'm from, fish don't like getting grabbed by sharks, okay?
I'm sorry.
Now, go home!
There is no home for me anymore, don't you understand that?!
You're too big to be grabbing on me like that!
Take me home with you!
Shh!
You won't even notice I'm there, I'm like the invisible shark! [he covers his eyes then uncovers them as Oscar looks at him increduosly]
ARE YOU CRAZY?!
Please. I'm begging you. Don't leave me alone.
Yo! Put your fins on the wall where I can see 'em.
Gotcha.
Hey. Yo, The Shorties.
Oscar.
What y'all doing here?
Check out my mad burner.
Whoop, there it is.
How ya like that?
Hey, y'all kids got some skills.
It's wild style, dude.
What did I tell you? You kids shouldn't be doing this. And besides, it's not safe to be out here at night.
It is now, bro-bro. You the Sharkslayer.
Yeah, bro-bro.
Sharkslayer?
What was that?
Sometimes I be coughing for nothing. I need you off these streets, seriously. Get your butts home. I'll tell your moms y'all doing bad stuff.
Let's go make Mr. Sykes puff up.
Yeah. Bye, Oscar.
See ya later, dude.
Lenny. Did you see what just happened there?
I know. [laughing] They think you're the Sharkslayer. As if! [cackles]
I don't appreciate your funky tone, actually.
No, wait up. Hey. I'm sorry, seriously. I don't want you mad at me, and I certainly don't want you to :[s****] slay me.
You're having a good time? You're enjoying yourself? [Lenny laughs uproariously] Well, for your information, I am the Sharkslayer; Oscar the Sharkslayerer!, that's what people say.
Wait. You mean you...?
Uh-huh.
When the anchor... [gasps dramatically before smirking] Oh, you're a liar!
What? [scoffs] Please, I didn't lie! [Lenny gives him an "Oh, really?" glare] All right, I lied. But it was a little lie! Come on, who's it gonna hurt anyway? Man, I'm not explaining myself to you. You're on your own.
No problem. And if, God forbid, someone should, I don't know, find out the truth about the Sharkslayer on my way back...
You wouldn't.
I would.
Come here. Of course you can come with me. But, you know, you're a shark, right? And I'm a Sharkslayer, so we can't be seen together. You dig, dog?
Dig. Dog. Dog dig. Dig dog. Yeah, yo diggy dog.
Just come on.
Okay, Lenny. Follow my every move, and don't make a sound.
You got it. [echoes] Oh an echo. [a little louder] Echooo! Now batting for the Southside Sharks #15-- [Oscar slaps him] Ow! It's not okay to hit!
Get your tail in there.
Do you think anybody heard that?
Who was that? Who? Hey. Who's out there?
Yo. Crazy Joe.
I thought I heard something. Did you get that shark?
You have no idea, Joe.
That's great. Well, gotta go. My show's on.
All right. We're safe. For now.
Hey, a bed. Oh, yeah, that's good. That's heaven, yeah. Snuggly, buggly, wuggly. I love you, man.
Whoa. Hold up.
You're my new best friend.
Stop it. Okay, you wanna be friends? Fine. But we gotta lay down some rules. Rule number one: No snuggly, buggly... Whatever that just was.
You got it. Anything else?
Rule number two, and this is the most important rule. In the event that possibly you get hungry...
Don't worry, I won't eat anyone. If you haven't noticed, I'm different from other sharks. Let's put it that way, leave it at that. Good night.
Define "different".
You'll laugh.
I'm not gonna laugh.
That's what you say, and then what happens later? You laugh.
Lenny, I give you my word.
Okay, I will tell you. I'm... I'm a vegetarian.
Hold up. So that's it?
What do you mean, that's it? You're the first fish I ever told. I'm tired of keeping it a secret. And my dad, he'll never accept me for who I am. What's wrong with me?
Nothing is wrong with you, man. I think all sharks should be like you.
God, that's sweet of you to say.
And stop blaming yourself for what happened.
Really?
If you wanna blame anybody, blame me. If I hadn't been there in the first place, none of this would've happened.
Gee, if Pop knew that, he'd ice you for sure.
"Ice..." What's he, the Godfather or something?
Yeah.
What do you mean "Yeah"?
Yeah, he is. [Oscar realizes this and gulps in fear as the background spins behind him] Hey. Are you alright? [Then the background drops backwards to the ground, and the shark from Oscar's right gobbles him up. We pull back as it was revealed to be the video games that Ernie and Bernie are playing video games]
Oh, man. I told you.
I'm doing it.
X, circle, X, X, double left, square, right trigger down-down, square-square.
Oh, double square! Respect.
Respect.
Sykes.
Hey, Oscar.
Oh! Hey, Sykes.
Hey, hey, hey. There he is, my brother, my player, the Sharkslayer!
Yeah, whatever, Sykes, listen...
Oh, and another thing: from now on, you're gonna have to start paying ME protection!
Sykes, the deal is off. That shark I killed was Don Lino's son.
I know! Ain't it great?
Not if he finds out!
What do you mean, "find out"? I've got him on the phone right now! [Oscar's eyes widen in fear] That's right, Lino. I've got the Sharkslayer right here in front of me.
Mm-mm! Mm-mm!
And he's gonna slay you, and all your sharks.
Sykes, shut up! SHUT... UP!
Hey, hey, that's good. That's good, I like that! Shut up, Lino! Ha! SHUT UP! [Oscar groans] What? Oh, kid, he wants to talk to you.
No. I'm not here. I'm not here!
Yeah, he's right here. [hands Oscar the phone]
Hello?
"Shut up"? "Shut up"?! You don't tell ME "shut up", I tell YOU "shut up"! [As he talks, beeping is heard on the other side of the phone] What? Hello?
Yeah, how ya doing? Lemme have a pie with everything on it. Anchovies, meatballs, mushrooms-
Luca?
Oh, hi, Boss. What are you doing working at a pizza joint?
GET OFF THE PHONE!!!
But I'm hungry! [reluctantly hangs up]
My guys are coming for you, Sharkslayer! They're gonna tear you FIN FROM FIN! [slams the phone down in a rage, leaves Oscar frozen with horror]
Come on, now who's your puff daddy, huh? Who takes care of you, huh? Huh? [turns to Ernie and Bernie play the Sharkslayer video game] Come on, you two. We've got work to do. [turns off the TV]
Aww! Mon, I was winning!
Sykes, Sykes, hold - Look, you've got it all wrong!
They're gonna write songs about you, kid. [sings] Oh, the shark bites...
Sykes!
With his teeth, dear.
Sykes, please!
And then Oscar...
Sykes!
Kicked his butt. [The elevator closes in Oscar's face]
Sykes! Sykes, man! [attempts to open the elevator] Come on!
Maybe I can help.
Ooh. Hey, Lola, what are you doing here? Just.. you're popping out sometimes places.
Well, you said to wait, so... I've been waiting. [Music plays "Can't Wait" by Avant]
Look, I don't have a lot of time for the hand-clappy making-the-lights-go-off music-playing-in-the-dark thing.
What are you afraid of?
Afraid... [laughs] Yeah, that's funny. I ain't afraid of nothing, it's just... Ooh.
Oh, baby, you are so tense.
Yeah, I've been stressed lately, you know, protecting the reef. I do that by myself, you know. It's just crazy.
It's too much, it's piling up...
Yeah, you know, one thing on top of the other. Actually, I was thinking about retiring.
You don't want to do that.
I don't?
You have worked your way to the top. You don't want to go back to the bottom, do you?
No. No way.
You just show 'em who's boss and those sharks will leave you alone.
Yeah, you're right. Lenny.
Psst! Lenny? Where are you? [Oscar sneaks back to the storage room]
Hello, Oscar.
Angie! Hey! W-what are you doing here?
What, Oscar, forget something?
W-W-Well, I-I-I—
Maybe your forgot... [slams the door, revealing Lenny behind it] ...your shark?!
Hi.
Uh...SHARK! SWIM, ANGIE! I'LL COVER YA! Quick, before it's too late! YOU GO ON WITHOUT ME!
Oh, stop it! Your pet shark told me everything!
Dang, Lenny?! Why would you do that?!
I don't know! I like her!
Thanks you too. [then furiously to Oscar] WHAT were you THINKING, bringing him here?!
Well...I just… I'm still working out the kinks...
Kinks?! You LIED! Everybody thinks you "slayed the shark!"
Who am I to tell them that they're wrong?
How could you lie to me, Oscar?! ME?!
Don't take it personally! Come on, I lied to EVERYBODY! [Angie glares at him] All right, I totally betrayed you, but but listen, I-I got just one little problem I got to take care of.
Oh, what's that?
SHARKS are COMING to GET ME!!
And they should! I mean, what did you expect? You just take credit for killing a shark and then everything would be fine and dandy for the rest of your life?!
Uh...yeah. But don't worry. Me and Lenny got it, we're gonna fix it...
Whoa, whoa, whoa! What's with the "we"? I don't want any part of this!
Hey, too late now, veggie boy. They'll be looking for you, too!
Point taken. What's the plan?
OSCAR! Here's the plan. You tell the truth. [to Lenny] And you, go home. [Oscar and Lenny both stare at each other and then they both laugh]
All right, look, this is what we're gonna do. We're gonna paint you up all bloody. Just a mess, right? Then you gonna swim out and meet the sharks before they get here. And you're gonna say, "Stop. Don't y'all. Don't go no farther! That Sharkslayer's crazy, man!" "He beat me senseless. He's a stone-cold killer, man!" Then you could tell 'em I'm huge. Tell 'em I'm handsome. Throw that in, say I'm buff.
You are going way too far.
Actually, he hasn't gone far enough.
Exactly. What?
You need to slay a shark, and I need to disappear. Here's what we're gonna do...
Katie Current, reporting live. We've had unconfirmed reports of a...
Shark! [Lenny hums Theme From Jaws]
# Da-da-da
Look. It's the Sharkslayer!
Holy mackerel. Did we get that?
Hey, Ang. Oscar's on the TV.
Show me that. Go ahead with your bad self.
Do you hear them, Lenny?! They are going crazy, man! They love us!
They love you. They hate me!
What?!
Can we switch sides? Maybe I can be the Fishslayer! They'll never see it coming!
Come on, man! Look. You sell this, you'll never have to go home again! You could start a new life! [Lenny nods his head understandingly] Now gimme a growl!
Okay. [purrs; he then clears his throat and roars loudly in Oscar's face] Like that?
That was... pretty good! Let's ho.
This reef is huge. How we supposed to find the Sharkslayer? [the sharks hearing Lenny screams.]
This is it, Lenny. Big finish. Just like we practiced.
The flying fish?
The flying fish.
A little help here, buddy boy.
Sorry.
Thank you. [Lenny standing up, but Oscar starts spinning around, and throws at the TV screen on the building, screams in slow motion, falling down.]
CURSE YOU, SHARKSLAYEEEERER!!! [Lenny falls in the mist, screams then banging the pipe door and Lenny snorts, makes crashing sound] Ow!
Oscar, you fool! You Lenny defeat and gonna get you!
NO, I'M NOT FOOL!!!! Yeah. And you tells Don LAME-O's it be dangerous that I don't never, ever, ever, ever, OR NEVER *AGAAAAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIINNNNNNNNNNNNN* AND I DO YOU WANT TO SEE ANOTHER SHARKS IN THIS REEF AGAIN!!! EVERS! [they swim away in fears] Remember this name: OSCAR THE SHARKSLAYER! [The crowd cheers]
You see? You see? [crowd chants, Lenny swims through the pipe.] Oscar! Oscar!
Yay!
# Oscar, boom bye-ay # Oscar, boom bye-ay
Look at Oscar. # Oscar, boom bye-ay #Oscar, boom bye-ay Woo! Hey... Lola. [Lola kissing Oscar.]
Seems The Sharkslayer not only conquered a few sharks today, but maybe a few hearts? Has the reef's most eligible bachelor been snapped up? I'm Katie Current, here live, watching the Sharkslayer makin' out.
Hey, Angie, can you hand me the blue 1? Thank you.
Look who stepped in the room! [laughs]
Yeah!
Oscar and Lenny. What a team, baby. Give me that, give me some fin.
High fin. Low fin.
Yo, did you see me? I was like... [makes kung fu noises] I was crazy.
When you punched me, and the crowd was...
Yeah, they ate it up. You didn't know I had it in me, did you? It was like an Oscar-splosion.
How good was I?
Oh, you was the bomb!
Thank you. Thank you. And hey, hey, hey, Casanova! I saw your big finish on the news. Nice smooch, lover boy. [winks at Oscar]
lxnay on the iskay, man. That's private. [After Angie sees Oscar kissing Lola]
PRIVATE?! The entire reef saw you do it!
Hey, whoa. Somebody's in a bad mood. Come on, Ang, lemme see that smile. Show me the smile, baby—
Knock it off!
Eh... What has gotten into you?
ME?! Oh, I swear, sometimes, I wanna take your big, dumb, dummy head and just... [punches her hand] Nnnyyyahh!!!
Ang, Ang, what is the problem?
Problem?! There's no problem! I don't have any problem! Miss Perfect is the one with the problem!
Um, hey, you guys.
What you got against Lola?
Not my lips. That's for sure.
Okay. What's going on?
Uh, I'm gonna stay out of this one.
Look, why would you even care about Lola anyway?
I don't!
You don't?
No!
No what?!
I don't know!
Hey guys, you wanna get...
NOOOOO!!!
Just tell me, Oscar, 'cause I'm curious - why do you think she's interested, huh? Do you think for one minute that she would even be with you if you weren't the rich and famous Sharkslayer?
Oh, you guys, please don't fight.
Are you that blind?!
At least she treats me like I'm somebody!
Yeah, but would she love you if you were nobody?!
NOBODY LOVED ME WHEN I WAS NOBODY!!!
I DID!!! [Oscar is stunned; sadly swims her back on him] Before the money... and before the fame. [turns back to Oscar] Before the lie. To me, you were somebody, Oscar. Now you're nothing but a fake. A sham. A con. You're a joke. [Oscar felt hurt at Angie's words, Angie looked down]
Here I come... [pops out from behind the curtains] Tah-dah! [singsong] Sebastian the Whale-Washing Dolphin! [mimics dolphin clicks, but looks at them when calming down]
Angie...
No, forget it! Just go! 'Cause I'm tired of hearing how everything you had in your life wasn't good enough. Including me. [Oscar then sadly swims away]
Angie?
Oh, honey, I'm...I'm sorry. Go...Go back and do it again.
Hey, come on. [wipes her tears away] It'll be okay.
You can't handle the truth. You've got Shark Breath. [Oscar on TV screen eating the mint, word saying with ding sounds: " 'O' mints, on the next one, drinking the soda bottle, "Coral Cola" choir singing "Get Real", the fish kids playing the bubbles.]
What you kids doing? How many times I have to tell you? It's past your bedtime. Go on.
Hey. What are you kids up to? That looks pretty good. You guys should do this for a living. [back in Oscar's Apartment, going outside, Oscar saw the whale.]
Preparation "O". It slays hemorrhoids like Oscar slays sharks. Hey, Oscar. Preparation O.
Angie was right. I am a joke.
Hey, Sharkslayer. Why are you out here? All your friends are inside.
Not all my friends.
You mean that little bottom feeder from the Whale Wash? Forget about her. She's a nobody.
No, I'm the nobody.
Oh, let me guess. She told you that she loves you. Is that it? [laughs] It's not like you feel the same way about her. [laughs]
You know what, I don't think this is gonna work out.
Wait. Are you dumping me? [Oscar sadly nods, but gasps as she gives him a livid glare] Let me explain something to you. [Cut to inside]
We're gonna party like it's your birthday... [they suddenly hear a thudding sound and see Lola whacking Oscar against the windows with a thunk] Ha! Young love. [he and the other partygoers laugh. Lola angrily slams Oscar one more time and sulks away. Oscar slowly slides down, his saliva leaves an impression of a heart implanted on the window. The Four Tops: "I Can't Help Myself (Sugar Pie Honey Bunch)"]
Hey, Oscar!
Hey, I can't talk. I gotta find Angie. I need to tell her... I love her!
You come and you go...
Way to go, Oscar.
Whale Wash, where you get a whale of a wash and the price...
Gimme the phone. [grabs the phone] And the price is...very, very low. Considering how good the wash is!
Look, look, look! For the last time, it's "gosh". "Whale Wash: You get a whale of a wash, and the price - Oh, my gosh"!
Got it. [phone rings] Whale Wash...
Rhymes with "gosh". [Bernie and Ernie laugh]
That's it! Get outta here! Go be useless somewhere else! [Bernie and Ernie swim away]
Sykes, where's Angie?
You tell me. Whale Wash, you get a whale of a wash... It's for you.
Will you stop screwing around? This'll never work. We're dead. We're dead!
Thank you, Sykes. Thank you. My man Sykes just begged me not to murder-lise all y'all up in here, all right. Now, I might listen to him, but then again I might not. And that depends on the individual behavior of all the individuals in here, individually. Ain't that right?
Look, he's got dolphin muscle.
My uncle Vito got whacked by one of those.
All right. Now which one of you sardines called this meeting?
That would be me. So, this is the Sharkslayer. I've been looking forward to meeting you. I feel like we're practically family. You know that? Funny, ain't it? I brought my kids into the world, full of love and care, and you took them out. You know who I am? Do you know who I am? I'm the Don. The boss of the Great White Sharks.
Hey, Boss, I saved you a seat.
I've been running this reef since before you was born. And if you thought a guy like me can't get to a guy like you... Guess what? You thought wrong. [He lifted up the cover to reveal the gagged Angie.]
Pfft! Man, you the one who's wrong. I barely even know that girl. What's your name, miss?
ANGIE!
Oh, yeah? Well, I say he's bluffing.
Marone, if I wasn't married.
How ya doing, pretty lady?
Lola. We meet again.
You know, Sharkslayer, there's only one thing I like better than money. Revenge.
Oh! I'm in love.
Your sharkslaying days are over. And there ain't nothing you can do about it. [Oscar laughs. Lenny and Sykes laugh]
Huh? What's so funny?
Ow.
You got nothing. Nothing! Sebastian, take her out. [As commanded, Lenny swoops down and "eats" Angie. Oscar hums U Can't Touch This]
Can't touch this.
Can't touch this.
Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh Stop. Oscar time. [After Lenny "eats" Angie] Okay, new rules. Nobody, I repeat, nobody, makes a move without my OK. I am the Panama Canal, baby. From now on, everything [places a spoon on Giuseppe's nose] flows through me.
Heh?! What'd he do?! What'd he do?! I can't see it!
You don't lose a tooth, you don't grow one back without my okay, okay?
Okay. [The swordfish sneezes, stuck to the table]
If you sneeze, you don't wipe that boogie without my okay, okay?
Okay.
And you don't say "okay" without my okay! Okay?! [one of the orcas faints, Lenny starts gagging]
Uh-Oh. Okay, thank you all for coming. We gotta go.
Oh, and one more thing. What is with all y'all living in the Love Boat?
Oscar...
Y'all are supposed to be the mob. Get yourselves a real hideout.
Oscar?
And take a good look, Lino. It's over. You're old school...!
Oscar!
What?! [Lenny makes a last gag and retches out Angie, a violin, a sidewalk sweeper, a radio box and a Louisiana's car license plate]
The horror! THE HORROR! [one of the sharks eats the Louisiana's license plate; retches out a beach ball]
Um, excuse me. [swims over to Angie] Ang, are you okay?
No, I am not okay! He ate me!
I couldn't take it. The taste was killin' me!
Lenny? Is that you? You're alive? [hugs Lenny] I thought I lost you. [noticed his disguise] What are you wearing? Huh? What is that? [Dejected, Lenny takes off his black and yellow scarf, then scrubs his nose with his sponge and takes off the red rubber band. The sharks gasps in assortment]
Hey, Boss, it's Lenny, he was wearing a disguise so we couldn’t recognize him, but now he's not wearing a disguise, so we do recognizing him.
Hi, Pop...
Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me, are you out of your mind?! Do you have any idea how this looks?!
This is the best sit down I ever been to.
What are you doing with this guy?! He took out your own flesh and blood, Frankie!
But Pop, just listen...
But nothing! You never take sides against the family! Ever?!
Hey, Don Lino, sir. Listen, it's not his fault. This is between you and me.
What did I ever do to YOU?! You took Frankie away, and you turned Lenny into a dolphin! [turns furiously] I'M GONNA GET YOU! [Oscar shrieks, Don Lino starts chasing him]
Oscar, look out!!!
Oscar, swim! [opens the door] Swim for your life! [Don Lino gets wedged in a porthole while chasing Oscar]
You're gonna regret the day you became the Sharkslayer!
Well, well, well...look who's stuck in the porthole.
Huh?
You still hungry, big guy? Well, say hello to my little friends! [A bunch of shrimps appear and attack Lino]
Try again.
Hello, Sykes' Whale Wash; And the price... [sees Don Lino chasing Oscar; alarmed] OH MY GOSH!
All right. [not knowing] Hey, you got it right! [suddenly sees Don Lino also. They swim away in fear]
Move! Everybody out of the way.
Blow out!
Shark!
Come on, Lino, it's time to clean up your act.
Pop, leave him alone!
Alright, Lino, games over! [Oscar activates the wash's emergency protocol, and catches...Lenny instead of Lino] Lenny, what are you doing in there?!
Sorry.
where's Lino? [Lino appears behind Oscar on cue] He's right behind me, isn't he?
You're mine, now! [Oscar screams, starts to chase him] Let's finish this, Sharkslayer.
Oh, we're about to.
Thank you for coming to Whale Wash.
Okay, somebody needs to get me out of the bubble. Today.
Angie...
The Sharkslayer does it again. This time, luring two sharks into his death-trap of hygiene.
Wait no.
Oscar, you're the somebody everybody wants to be. The top of the food chain. Tell our cameras how it feels to be you.
Angie.
Oscar, get me outta here, quick. I need a head start to get as far away as possible.
Look what you did to him.
It's a big misunderstanding. If you just--
Sharkslayer. Over here! One more question sharkslayer.
Sharkslayer. [in slow motion] Sharkslayer.
STOP! I AM NOT A REAL SHARKSLAYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRER!!!! [the crowd stops cheering and stares in disbelief, and Angie stops to look back] I lied.
What?
And I'm not a real financial adviser!
Okay... [to Don Lino] It was an anchor that killed Frankie. I didn't have anything to do with it, and neither did Lenny.
Well then... If that was true, why did you run away?
Because you always wanted me to be like Frankie. I'll never be the shark you want me to be.
What is your problem?! So your son likes kelp, so his best friend is a fish, so he likes to dress like a dolphin! So what?! Everybody loves him, just the way he is. Why can't you? Don't make the same mistake that I did. I didn't know what I had...until I lost it.
Can you get me outta this, so I can hug my kid, and tell him I'm sorry?
Pop.
Come here, you. [hugs Lenny] I love you, son. No matter what you eat, or how you dress.
Oscar?
Angie? Oh, Angie. I wish I knew now what I knew then. I mean...I wish you knew...what I knew...before this...
You're blowing it, man!
Mind your business, all right?! It's emotional...and it's pressure! [turns back to Angie] What I'm saying is...I didn't need the Top of the Reef. Everything I ever wanted...was right in front of me the whole time.
But what about being a somebody?
I'm a nobody without you. [Angie smiles. Crazy Joe pulls out his puppets making kissing noises] [awkwardly: to Joe] You're not helping. [chuckles]
Oh. Come here, you big dumb, dummy head! [kisses Oscar]
I never told you two this, but you're the best henchmen a guy ever had. Come on, group hug.
Sorry, man. Come, Sykes, try again, mon. Don't fret.
Forget it. The moment's gone.
So, uh, Lino... Uh, Don... We cool, right? I mean, like the reef is safe? Walk the streets, you know, without... aaah! You know.
Yeah, we're cool.
Oscar. Excuse me. You've lost everything you lied so hard to achieve. Tell me, what's next for you?
Come on, everyone's waiting, Mr. Manager.
All right, I just gotta put the finishing touch on my new desk. Love ya, Pop.
Yo, dog.
Sykes.
All right, partner, let's see what you can do.
Sykes and Oscar's Whale Wash is now open for business.
Yo, E, B. Let's get this party bumping.
Yo, yo. It's E and B on the wheels of steel.
Yo, Christina. Missy. How about we have a little Oscar-licious fun? Don't try this at home. Warm it up. I be warming it up. Okay, Jimbo, let it go!
Hey, Angie, sorry Pop and I are late, but we brought some new customers.
Hey, how ya doing?
Wow.
OK, guys, come on in.
Come on, snap your fin. Snap it. You're not snapping it.
I'm snapping it, I'm snapping it!
That's okay, a lot of great whites can't do it, yo.
Yo?
Yo, what's up?
What's up with what?
Yo-yo-yo, yo-yo-yo, yo-yo-yo-yo...
Hey, you say "Yo" one more time, and I'm gonna yo you!
I'm sorry.
OK, dude, I pimped your hide.
All right.
Check me out.
Hey. You think this is funny? What am I, a clown to you?
Keep up with me. Don't let me lose ya. You know I'll lose ya.
In your face.
What you got?
You don't want none of this.
You gotta be kidding. Break it down, fellas. You got served.
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