Devra KorwinQuotes

Novak: Excuse me... but is that a fucking piranha?!

Julie Forester: Carl, it's not the only one.

Novak: [shows the torn diving suit] Here, here. Yeah, look at this. There are thousands of them. Thousands. And they're pissed!

Mrs. Goodman: You know, I've heard of this happening. It's like those baby alligators in New Jersey, somebody leaves them and they breed...

Novak: What?

Mr. Goodman: Nobody released this fish into the lake.

Julie Forester: What're you talking about?

Mr. Goodman: [hurries to his office] This particular piranha vanished off the face of the Earth over 2 million years ago!

Novak: Um, where's he going?

Mr. Goodman: [shows the fossil; Novak and Julie see the live piranha almost exactly matches the fossil] Allow me...to introduce you... Pygocentrus nattereri, the original piranha. They used to swim the Colorado River, right up until the Pleistocene epoch! I still don't understand how you found one...alive!

Novak: We discovered a subterranean lake through a rift caused by the earthquake.

Mrs. Goodman: But, how could it have survived for so long, cut off from the surface?

Mr. Goodman: [looks at the piranha] CANNIBALISM. They must have fought each other to survive. Look...oh, the scars on the scales. Notice the eyes.

Julie Forester: Jesus, it's like he's staring back at you.

Mr. Goodman: [slowly lowers two tips of his fingers into the tank. The piranha rushes to bite them, Goodman pulls them away in the nick of time] No, no, no. Look, staring... sensing...

Novak: God, don't do that!

Mr. Goodman: Piranha hunt in packs. Not for protection, but the overwhelming force. They're organized, methodical. The first bite draws blood, the blood draws the pack.