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.
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!
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]
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!
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.
Katie Current Pardon me. Move it!
Oh. Sorry. Sorry. She seems so nice on TV.
Katie Current 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?
Katie Current 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.
Katie Current 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.
Katie Current 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.
Katie Current No. He's slaying sharks.
Hey, that's good. That's good, I like that. Oscar the Sharkslayer.
Whoa! A sharkslayer.
Katie Current You heard it here first. From now on, any shark tries to bother this reef, it's his funeral.
