Shark Tale (2004) - Quotes

Angie: OK, somebody needs to get me out of the bubble. Today.

Oscar: Everybody out of the way.

Ernie: Blow out!

Fish: Shark!

Oscar: Come on, Lino, it's time to clean up your act.

Lenny: Pop, leave him alone!

Oscar: [Oscar activates the wash's emergency protocol, and catches...Lenny instead of Lino] All right, Lino, games over! Lenny, what are you doing in there?!

Lenny: Sorry.

Oscar: [Lino appears behind Oscar on cue] Well, where's Lino? He's right behind me, isn't he?

Don Lino: [Oscar screams, starts to chase him] You're mine, now! Let's finish this, Sharkslayer.

Oscar: Oh, we're about to.

Headphone Guy: Thank you for coming to Whale Wash.

Sykes: Will you stop screwing around? This'll never work. We're dead.

Oscar: 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?

Hammerhead #1: Look, he's got dolphin muscle.

Hammerhead #2: My uncle Vito got whacked by one of those.

Oscar: All right. Now which one of you sardines called this meeting?

Don Lino: [enters] 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.

Luca: Hey, Boss, I saved you a seat.

Don Lino: [He lifted up the cover to reveal the gagged Angie.] 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.

Oscar: Pah. Man, you the one who's wrong. I barely even know that girl. What's your name, miss?

Lola: Oh, yeah? Well, I say he's bluffing.

Shark: Marone, if I wasn't married.

Don Feinberg: How ya doing, pretty lady?

Oscar: Lola. We meet again.

Lola: You know, Sharkslayer, there's only one thing I like better than money. Revenge.

Shark: Oh! I'm in love.

Don Lino: [Oscar laughs. Lenny and Sykes laugh] Your sharkslaying days are over. And there ain't nothing you can do about it.

Don Lino: Huh? What's so funny?

Luca: Ow.

Oscar: [As commanded, Lenny swoops down and "eats" Angie. Oscar hums U Can't Touch This; [W:MC Hammer|Can't touch this.<br />Can't touch this.<br />Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh; After Lenny "eats" Angie; places a spoon on Giuseppe's nose] You got nothing. Nothing! Sebastian, take her out. ] Stop. Oscar time. Okay, new rules. Nobody, I repeat, nobody, makes a move without my OK. I am the Panama Canal, baby. From now on, everything flows through me.

Giuseppe: Heh?! What'd he do?! What'd he do?! I can't see it!

Oscar: You don't lose a tooth, you don't grow one back without my okay, okay?

Mako Shark: [nervously; The swordfish sneezes, stuck to the table] Okay.

Oscar: If you sneeze, you don't wipe that boogie without my okay, okay?

Orca: [scared] Okay.

Oscar: [1 of the whale faints, Lenny starts gagging] And you don't say "okay" without my okay? Okay?!

Sykes: Uh-Oh. Okay, thank you all for coming. We gotta go.

Oscar: Oh, and one more thing. What's with all y'all living in the Love Boat?

Sykes: Oscar...

Oscar: Y'all are supposed to be the mob. Get yourselves a real hideout.

Lenny: [gagging] Oscar?

Oscar: [to Lino] And take a good look, Lino. It's over. You're old school...!

Sykes and Lenny: Oscar!

Oscar: [Lenny makes a last gag and retches out Angie, a violin, a sidewalk sweeper, a radio box and a Louisiana's car license plate] What?!

Lenny: [one of the sharks eats the Louisiana's license plate; retches out a beach ball] The horror! THE HORROR!

Oscar: [chuckles; swims over to Angie] Um, excuse me. Ang, are you okay?

Angie: No, I am not okay! He ate me!

Lenny: I couldn't take it. The taste was killing me!

Don Lino: [sees Lenny; hugs Lenny; noticed his disguise; 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] Lenny? Is that you? You're alive? I thought I lost you. What are you wearing? Huh? What is that?

Luca: 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.

Lenny: [still dejected] Hi, Pop...

Don Lino: [upset; Lenny turns to Blue; [Scooby-Doo! Stage Fright|Are you kidding me? Are you kidding me, are you out of your ''mind''?! Do you have any idea how this looks?!] ]

Giuseppe: [whispers to another shark] This is the best sit down I ever been to.

Don Lino: What are you doing with this guy?! He took out your own flesh and bloody, Frankie!

Lenny: But Pop, just listen...

Don Lino: But nothing! You never take sides against the family?! Ever!

Oscar: Hey, Don Lino, Sir. Listen, it's not his fault. This is between you and me.

Don Lino: [turns furiously; Oscar shrieks, Don Lino starts chasing him] What did I ever do to YOU?! You took Frankie away, and you turned Lenny into a dolphin! I'M GONNA GET YOU!

Angie: Oscar, look out!

Lenny: [opens the door; Don Lino gets wedged in a porthole while chasing Oscar] Oscar, swim! Swim for your life!

Don Lino: [calling after Oscar] You're gonna regret the day you became the Sharkslayer!

Shrimp: [appears in another porthole] Well, well, well...look who's stuck in the porthole.

Don Lino: Huh?

Shrimp: [A bunch of shrimps appear and attack Lino] You still hungry, big guy? Well, say hello to my little friends!

Bernie: Try again.

Ernie: [sees Don Lino chasing Oscar; alarm] Hello, Sykes Whale Wash; And the price... OH MY GOSH!

Bernie: [not knowing; suddenly sees Don Lino also. They swim away in fear] All right. Hey, you got it right!

Oscar: [holding on the phone; answering the phone] Huh? Hello?

Luca: Is this the Sharkslayer?

Oscar: Yeah. Who's this?

Luca: [Oscar opens the package to find the necklace he gave Angie...] Hi, this is Luca the Octopu...I mean...forget about it. Just listen up and follow these instructions, to the letter like. File cabinet, bottom drawer, there's a package... That's right, tough guy. We got your girl. Now there's gonna be a sit-down.

Lenny: [whispers] Who is it?

Oscar: Shh.

Luca: [Oscar's confused; Oscar became shocked; Oscar nods his head] Be there if you don't wanna see her sleeping with the fishes... ...the DEAD ones! Now nod your head if you understand. Now tell me if you nodded your head.

Oscar: [they both hang up] I nodded. 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.

Sykes: [As Oscar noticed Angie's love drawing on the clipboard] That's a classic move. I've seen it a thousand times.

Lenny: They take the thing you love the most, and then they use it against you.

Oscar: [after a moment of silence; determined] Look, we gotta go to that sit-down, and we gotta save her.

Lenny: 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!

Sykes: [surprised] Lenny?

Lenny: And my friend, the Sharkslayer here's a fake.

Sykes: Fake?

Lenny: Come on, we're gonna need a better plan than that!

Sykes: [laughs; suddenly flashes back to his phone call with Lino] This is a joke, right? This is a joke. Because you know, I told Lino...

Flashback Sykes: [over phone; Don Lino growls. After flashback, Sykes inflates in a fit of panic] Oh, shut up, Lino! SHUT UP!

Sykes: [in a high-pitched voice] Tell me you didn't make it all up, kid! Tell me that's not Lenny! Tell me you're a real Sharkslayer! Please!

Oscar: [sadly; his mood suddenly brightens as he remembers something] I'm sorry, Sykes. I'm not. But the sharks don't know that.

Bernie: Whale Wash, where you get a whale of a wash and the price...

Ernie: [grabs the phone] Gimme the phone. And the price is...very very low. Considering how good the wash is!

Sykes: [annoyed] 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"!

Ernie: [phone rings] Got it. Whale Wash...

Bernie: [grabs the phone; Bernie and Ernie laugh] Rhymes with "gosh".

Sykes: [steamed; Bernie and Ernie swim away] That's it! Get outta here! Go be useless somewhere else!

Oscar: [shows up with Lenny] Sykes, where's Angie?

Sykes: You tell me. Whale Wash, you get a whale of a wash... It's for you.

Oscar: You can't handle the truth. You've got Shark Breath.

Mrs. Sanchez: What you kids doing? How many times I have to tell you? It's past your bed time. Go on.

Crazy Joe: [Shortie #3 spaying with can at her shell] Hey. What are you kids up to? That looks pretty good. You should do this for a living.

Whale: Preparation "O". It slays hemorrhoids like Oscar slays sharks. Hey, Oscar. Preparation O.

Oscar: Angie was right. I am a joke.

Lola: Hey, Sharkslayer. Why are you out here? All your friends are inside.

Oscar: Not all my friends.

Lola: You mean that little bottom feeder from the Whale Wash? Forget about her. She's a nobody.

Oscar: No, I'm the nobody.

Lola: [laughs; laughs; laughs] Oh, let me guess. She told you that she loves you. Is that it? It's not like you feel the same way about her.

Oscar: [realizing he loves Angie more than Lola] You know, I don't think this is gonna work out.

Lola: [chuckles, but then stops; Oscar sadly nods, but gasps as she gives him a livid glare; Cut to inside] Wait. Are you dumping me? Let me explain something to you.

Sykes: [dances with a fish girl; they suddenly hear a thudding sound and see Lola whacking Oscar against the windows with a thunk; 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)"] We're gonna party like it's your birthday... Ha! Young Love.

Lenny: Hey, Oscar!

Oscar: Hey, I can't talk. I gotta find Angie. I need to tell her...I love her!

Man: [singing] You come and you go...

Pontrelli: Way to go, Oscar.

Lenny: Hey, Angie, can you hand me the blue one? Thank you.

Oscar: [opens the door; laughs] Look who stepped in the room!

Lenny: [laughs] Yeah!

Oscar: Oscar and Lenny. What a team, baby. Give me that, give me some fin.

Lenny: High fin. Low fin.

Oscar: [makes kung fu noises] Yo, did you see me? I was like... I was crazy.

Lenny: When you punched me, and the crowd was...

Oscar: Yeah, they ate it up. You didn't know I had it in me, did you? It was like an Oscar-splosion.

Lenny: How good was I?

Oscar: You was the bomb.

Lenny: Thank you. Thank you. And hey, hey, hey, Casanova. I saw your big finish on the news. Nice smooch, lover boy.

Oscar: lxnay on the isskay, man. That's private.

Angie: PRIVATE?! The entire reef saw you do it!

Oscar: Hey, whoa. Somebody's in a bad mood. Come on, Ang, lemme see that smile. Show me the smile, baby—

Angie: Knock it off!

Oscar: Eh...What has gotten into you?

Angie: [punched her hand] ME?! Oh, I swear, something I wanna take you big dumb dummy head and just... Nnnyyyhh!!!

Oscar: Ang, Ang, what is the problem?

Angie: Problem?! There's no problem! I don't have any problem! Miss Perfect is the one with the problem!

Lenny: Um, hey, you guys.

Oscar: What you got against Lola?

Angie: Not my lips. That's for sure.

Oscar: Okay. What's going on?

Lenny: I'm gonna stay out of this one.

Oscar: Look, Why would you even care about Lola anyway.

Angie: I don't!

Oscar: Ya don't.

Angie: No!

Oscar: No what?!

Angie: I don't know!

Lenny: Hey guys, you wanna get...

Oscar and Angie: NO!

Angie: Just tell me, Oscar, cause I'm curious - why do you think she's interested, huh? Do you believe she would even be with you if you weren't the rich and famous sharkslayer?

Lenny: Oh, you guys, please don't fight.

Angie: Are you that blind?!

Oscar: At least she treats me like I'm somebody!

Angie: Yeah, but would she love you if you were nobody?!

Oscar: [angrily] NOBODY LOVED ME WHEN I WAS NOBODY!

Angie: [emotional; Oscar is stunned; sadly swims her back on him; turns back to Oscar; Oscar felt hurt at Angie's words, Angie looked down] I DID! Before the money...And before the fame. Before the lie. To me, you were a somebody, Oscar. Now you're nothing but a fake. A sham. A con. You're a joke.

Lenny: [pops out from behind the curtains; singsong; mimics dolphin clicks, but looks at them when calming down] Here I come... Tah-dah! Sebastian the Whale-Washing Dolphin!

Oscar: Angie...

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.

Lenny: Angie?

Angie: Oh, honey, I'm...I'm sorry. Go...Go back and do it again.

Lenny: [wipes her tears away] Hey, come on. It'll be okay.

Luca: [the sharks hearing Lenny screams.] This reef is huge. How we supposed to find the Sharkslayer?

Oscar: This is it, Lenny. Big finish. Just like we practiced.

Lenny: The flying fish?

Oscar: The flying fish.

Oscar: [he grabbing in heavily at Lenny] A little help here, buddy boy.

Lenny: Sorry.

Oscar: Thank you.

Lenny: [[Open Season 2|'''''CURSE YOU, SHARKSLAYEEEERER!!!'''''; Lenny falls in the mist, screams then banging the pipe door and Lenny snorts, makes crashing sound] ] Oh, this is ridiculous!

Oscar: [[Wreck-It Ralph|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; The crowd cheers] ] Remember this name: OSCAR THE SHARKSLAYER!

Sykes: [crowd chants, Lenny swims through the pipe.] You see? You see? Oscar! Oscar!

Katie Current: Yay!

Crowd: # Oscar, boom bye-ay # Oscar, boom bye-ay

Oscar: [Lola kissing Oscar.] Look at Oscar. # Oscar, boom bye-ay #Oscar, boom bye-ay Woo! Hey... Lola.

Katie Current: 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 making out.

Sykes: [on the phone, while watches Oscar slay Lenny on TV; Random; Lenny accidentally eats Oscar; at the Whale Wash] I don't think you understand how huge my client is. Turn on your TV right now!

Sykes: [still on the phone; [w:Skylanders: Swap Force|Turn off the TV, turn off the TV!; Back to Lenny] ]

Oscar: [from inside Lenny's mouth] Don't... swallow.

Lenny: Oscar?

Oscar: [[Pinocchio (1940 film)|Pinocchio.] No, it's ] Of course it's me! Why did you do that?!

Lenny: I'm sorry...

Oscar: 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!

Lenny: Oscar, I think I'm gonna puke...

Oscar: [Lenny opens his mouth very slowly as he pretends to free himself in front of the crowd; [w:Gladiator (film)|ARE YOU NOT ENTERTAINED?!; the crowd cheers; [w:A Few Good Men (film)|YOU CAN'T HANDLE THE TRUTH!; the crowd cheers again; [w:Jerry Maguire|YOU HAD ME AT HELLO!; The crowd cheers again; at the Whale Wash] Oh, no, no, no, no...Lenny, just open up, nice and easy. ] ] ]

Sykes: [still on the phone] Turn on your TV! What are you doing turning off your TV?! Turn it back on!

Fish: [Lenny hums Theme From Jaws] Shark!

Oscar: # Da-da-da

Katie: Look. It's the Sharkslayer!

Katie: Holy mackerel. Did we get that?

Pontrelli: Hey, Ang. Oscar's on the TV.

Oscar: Show me that. Go ahead with your bad self.

Oscar: Do you hear them, Lenny?! They are going crazy, man! They love us!

Lenny: They love you. They hate me!

Oscar: [shocked] What?!

Lenny: Can we switch sides? Maybe I can be the Fishslayer! They'll never see it coming!

Oscar: [Lenny nods his head understandingly] Come on, man! Look. You sell this, you'll never have to go home again! You could start a new life! Now gimme a growl!

Lenny: [purrs; he then clears his throat and roars loudly in Oscar's face] Okay. Like that?

Oscar: That was...pretty good! Let's ho.

Oscar: [quietly, opens the door, looking around.] Psst! Lenny? Where are you?

Angie: [suddenly appears at the storage room door] Hello, Oscar.

Oscar: [screams; then catches his breath] Angie! Hey! W-what are you doing here?

Angie: [innocently] What, Oscar, forget something?

Oscar: W-W-Well, I-I-I—

Angie: [slams the door, revealing Lenny behind it] Maybe your forgot... ...your shark?!

Lenny: [sipping the soda] Hi.

Oscar: Uh...SHARK! SWIM, ANGIE! I'LL COVER YA! GO ON WITHOUT ME!

Angie: Oh, stop it! Your pet shark told me everything!

Oscar: [shocked] Dang, Lenny?! Why?!

Lenny: Don't look at me, I don't know! I like her!

Angie: [friendly; then furiously to Oscar] Thanks you too. WHAT were you THINKING, bringing him here?!

Oscar: Well...I'm still working out the kinks...

Angie: Kinks?! You LIED! Everybody thinks you "slayed the shark!" How could you lied to me, Oscar?! ME?!

Oscar: [Angie glares at him] Don't take it personal, Angie! Come on, I lied to EVERYBODY! All right, I totally betrayed you, but before we work this out, I got a small thing to take care of.

Angie: Oh, yeah? What's that?

Oscar: SHARKS are COMING to GET ME!!

Angie: 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?!

Oscar: Uh...yeah. But don't worry. Me and Lenny, we're gonna take care of this...

Lenny: Whoa, whoa, whoa! What's with the "we"? I don't want any part of this!

Oscar: Hey, too late now, veggie boy. They'll be looking for you, too!

Lenny: Point taken. What's the plan?

Angie: [to Lenny; Oscar and Lenny both stare at each other and then they both laugh] Oscar, here's the plan. You tell the truth. And you, go home.

Oscar: All right, look, this is what we're gonna do. We're gonna paint you up all bloody. 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.

Angie: You are going way too far.

Lenny: Actually, he hasn't gone far enough.

Oscar: Exactly. What?

Lenny: You need to slay a shark, and I need to disappear. Here's what we're gonna do.

Oscar: Sykes.

Bernie: Hey, Oscar.

Oscar: Oh! Hey, Sykes.

Sykes: [to Oscar] Hey, hey, hey. There he is, my brother, my player, the Sharkslayer!

Oscar: Yeah, whatever, Sykes, listen...

Sykes: [to Lino over the phone] And another thing: from now on, you're gonna have to start paying ME protection!

Oscar: Sykes, the deal is off. That shark I killed was Don Lino's son.

Sykes: I know! Ain't it great?

Oscar: Not if he finds out!

Sykes: [Oscar's eyes widen in fear] What do you mean, "find out"? I've got him on the phone right now! That's right, Lino. I've got the Sharkslayer right here in front of me.

Oscar: [throat gesture while shaking his head] Mm-mm! Mm-mm!

Sykes: [over the phone] And he's gonna slay you, and all your sharks.

Oscar: Sykes, shut up! SHUT...UP!

Sykes: [Oscar groans] Hey, hey, that's good. That's good, I like that! Shut up, Lino! Ha! SHUT UP! What? Oh, kid, he wants to talk to you.

Oscar: [whispers] No. I'm not here. I'm not here!

Sykes: [hands Oscar the phone] Yeah, he's right here.

Oscar: [quiet high-pitched voice] Hello?

Don Lino: [furious; As he talks, beeping is heard on the other side of the phone] Shut up"? "Shut up"?! You don't tell ME "shut up", I tell YOU "shut up"! What? Hello?

Luca: Yeah, how ya doing? Lemme have a pie with everything on it. Anchovies, meatballs, mushrooms-

Don Lino: [startled and annoyed] Luca?

Luca: Oh, hi, Boss. What are you doing working at a pizza joint?

Don Lino: [enraged; [VeggieTales|'''''GET OFF THE PHONE!!!'''''] ]

Luca: [reluctantly hangs up] But I'm hungry!

Don Lino: [shakes his head in frustration, then returns his attention to Oscar; slams the phone down in a rage, leaves Oscar frozen with horror] My guys are coming for you, Sharkslayer! They're gonna tear you FIN FROM FIN!

Sykes: [still oblivious to Oscar; turns to Ernie and Bernie play the Sharkslayer video game; turns off the TV] Come on, now who's your puff daddy, huh? Who takes care of you, huh? Huh? Come on, you two. We've got work to do.

Ernie: Aww! Mon, I was winning!

Oscar: [unsuccessfully tries to get Sykes' attention as the latter makes his way to the elevator] Sykes, Sykes, hold - Look, you've got it all wrong!

Sykes: [sings] They're gonna write songs about you, kid. Oh, the shark bites...

Oscar: Sykes!

Sykes: With his teeth, dear.

Oscar: Sykes, please!

Sykes: And then Oscar...

Oscar: Sykes!

Sykes: [The elevator closes in Oscar's face] Kicked his butt.

Oscar: [attempts to open the elevator] Sykes! Sykes, man! Come on!

Lola: Maybe I can help.

Oscar: Ooh. Hey, Lola, what are you doing here? Just.. you're popping out sometimes places.

Lola: Well, you said to wait, so... I've been waiting.

Oscar: Look, I don't have a lot of time for the hand-clappy making-the-lights-go-off music-playing-in-the-dark thing.

Lola: What are you afraid of?

Oscar: [laughs] Afraid... Yeah, that's funny. I ain't afraid of nothing, it's just... Ooh.

Lola: Oh, baby, you are so tense.

Oscar: Yeah, I've been stressed lately, you know, protecting the reef. I do that by myself, you know. It's just crazy.

Lola: It's too much, it's piling up...

Oscar: Yeah, you know, one thing on top of the other. Actually, I was thinking about retiring.

Lola: You don't want to do that.

Oscar: I don't?

Lola: You have worked your way to the top. You don't want to go back to the bottom, do you?

Oscar: No. No way.

Lola: You just show em who's boss and those sharks will leave you alone.

Oscar: Yeah, you're right. Lenny.

Lenny: Gee, if Pop knew that, he'd ice you for sure.

Oscar: [chuckles] Ice?" What's he, the Godfather or something?

Lenny: Yeah.

Oscar: [still chuckles] What do you mean "Yeah?

Lenny: [Oscar realizes this and gulps in fear as the background spins behind him; 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 videogames] Yeah, he is. Hey. Are you alright?

Bernie: [[The Fox and the Hound|Oh, man. I told you.] ]

Ernie: I'm doing it.

Bernie: [[w:PlayStation 2|X, circle, XX, double left square, right trigger down-down, square-square.] ]

Ernie: [[w:PlayStation 5|Oh, double square!] ] Respect.

Bernie: Respect.

Oscar: [whispers] OK, Lenny. follow my every move, and don't make a sound.

Lenny: [whispers; echoes; a little louder; Oscar slaps him] You got it. Oh an echo. Echooo! Now batting for the Southside Sharks #15- Ow! It's not okay to hit!

Oscar: Get your tail in there.

Lenny: Do you think anybody heard that?

Crazy Joe: Who was that? Who? Hey. Who's out there?

Oscar: Yo. Crazy Joe.

Crazy Joe: I thought I heard something. Did you get that shark?

Oscar: You have no idea, Joe.

Crazy Joe: That's great. Well, gotta go. My show's on.

Oscar: All right. We're safe. For now.

Lenny: Hey, a bed. Oh, yeah, that's good. That's heaven, yeah. Snuggly, buggly, wuggly. I love you, man.

Oscar: Whoa. Hold up.

Lenny: You're my new best friend.

Oscar: Stop it. OK, you wanna be friends? Fine. But we gotta lay down some rules. Rule number one: No snuggly, buggly... Whatever that just was.

Lenny: You got it. Anything else?

Oscar: Rule number two, and this is the most important rule. In the event that possibly you get hungry...

Lenny: 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.

Oscar: Define "different".

Lenny: You'll laugh.

Oscar: I'm not gonna laugh.

Lenny: That's what you say, and then what happens? You laugh.

Oscar: Lenny, I give you my word.

Lenny: Okay, I will tell you. I'm... I'm a vegetarian.

Oscar: [stifles laugh] Hold up. So that's it?

Lenny: 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?

Oscar: Nothing is wrong with you, man. I think all sharks should be like you.

Lenny: God, that's sweet of you to say.

Oscar: And stop blaming yourself for what happened.

Lenny: Really?

Oscar: If you wanna blame anybody, blame me. If I hadn't been there in the first place, none of this would've happened.

Lenny: [sobs] Please. I'm begging you. Don't leave me alone.

Shorty #1: Yo! Put your fins on the wall where I can see em.

Shorty #1: Gotcha.

Oscar: Hey. Yo, The Shorties.

Shorties: Oscar.

Oscar: What y'all doing here?

Shorty #1: Check out my mad burner.

Shorties: Whoop, there it is.

Shorty #1: How ya like that?

Oscar: Hey, y'all kids got some skills.

Shorty #1: It's wild style, dude.

Oscar: What did I tell you? You kids shouldn't be doing this. And besides, it's not safe to be out here at night.

Shorty #1: It is now, bro-bro. You the Sharkslayer.

Shorty #2: Yeah, bro-bro.

Lenny: Sharkslayer?

Shorty #2: What was that?

Oscar: [coughs loudly] 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.

Shorty #1: Let's go make Mr. Sykes puff up.

Shorties: Yeah. Bye, Oscar.

Shorty #2: See ya later, dude.

Oscar: Lenny. Did you see what just happened there?

Lenny: [laughing; cackles] I know. They think you're the Sharkslayer. As if!

Oscar: I don't appreciate your funky tone, actually.

Lenny: [sniggers] No, wait up. Hey. I'm sorry, seriously. I don't want you mad at me, and I certainly don't want you to : slay me.

Oscar: You're having a good time? You're enjoying yourself?

Oscar: Well, for your information, I am the Sharkslayer; Oscar the Sharkslayerer!, that's what people say.

Lenny: [coming to a realization] Wait. You mean you...?

Oscar: Uh-huh.

Lenny: [gasps dramatically before smirking] When the anchor... Oh, you're a liar!

Oscar: [scoffs; Lenny gives him an "Oh, really?" glare] What? Please, I didn't lied! All right, I lied. But it was a little lied! Come on, who's it gonna hurt anyway? Man, I'm not explaining myself to you. You're on your own.

Lenny: No problem. And if, God forbid, someone should, I don't know, find out the truth about the Sharkslayer on my way back...

Oscar: You wouldn't.

Lenny: I would.

Oscar: 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?

Lenny: Dig. Dog. Dog dig. Dig dog. Yeah, yo diggy dog.

Oscar: Just come on.

Shark #1: Lenny?

Oscar: [to himself] Phew, that was close.

Lenny: [appears behind him; in fear, Oscar looks up to see him above; Oscar looks down, and is about to screams but his mouth is covered] Super close. Don't panic. Quiet, a-bup-bup! We're safe.

Oscar:: Oh, not you again!

Lenny: [suddenly] Yeah. AHH WHAT WAS THAT?!

Oscar: Oh, what is with you, man?!

Lenny: Shh! He could be anywhere!

Oscar: [gasps] Who?

Oscar: [laughs] There's no Sharkslayer around here.

Lenny: Tchee-he-ha-ha. Yes, there is!

Oscar: [mockingly] Tchee-he-ha-ha. No, there is not! Trust me on this one.

Lenny: [sporadicly] Get a hold of yourself, man! This is no time to act crazy!

Oscar: Hey, you're the one acting crazy, crazy!

Lenny: [sighs; slaps himself; cries in anguish] You're right. I'm sorry. I haven't been myself since the... the, uh... Don't cry.

Oscar: No, no, it's not all that. Just relax.

Lenny: [sorrowfully] It's my fault...! Kinda... not really... but still. My brother...!

Oscar: You just need a little time, man. Look, the...things'll work out.

Lenny: You think?

Oscar: Yeah. So, look, I'm gonna take off...And you should just go home, Okay?

Lenny: Okay.

Oscar: Hey, good luck, dawg.

Lenny: [grabs him] Wait!

Oscar: What, man?

Lenny: Uh, I didn't catch your name.

Oscar: Gngh, Oscar!

Lenny: I'm Lenny, hi!

Oscar: Hi.

Lenny: Where... where do you live?

Oscar: [trying to get out of his grip] Lenny, where I'm from, fish don't like getting grabbed by sharks, okay?

Lenny: I'm sorry.

Oscar: Now, go home!

Lenny: There is no home for me anymore, don't you understand that?!

Oscar: [breaking out] You're too big to be grabbing on me like that!

Lenny: Take me home with you!

Oscar: Shh!

Lenny: [he covers his eyes then uncovers them as Oscar looks at him increduosly] You won't even notice I'm there, I'm like the invisible shark!

Oscar: [silently but angrily-ish] ARE YOU CRAZY?!

Male Fish: [Mary J. Blige: "Got to Be Real"] Here he is. The Sharkslayer.

Oscar: Let's get this party started right!

Sykes: There he is, the big O.

Oscar: Sykes.

Sykes: [dancing awkwardly] Pound that dog. Pound it. Oscar, raise the reef. Raise the reef, buddy.

Oscar: [uncomfy] Uh, yeah...

Sykes: Oh, yeah. Hot.

Oscar: [distracted] Yeah, that's pretty...

Sykes: Come on, cabbage patch. Cabbage patch.

Oscar: [noticing Angie] Angie, you made it.

Angie: Wait, you're gonna break my gift.

Oscar: Come on. You didn't have to get me anything. What'd you get me?

Angie: What does every bachelor pad need?

Oscar: [the other lava lamp in question is massive and green; staring out at the rest of the reef] 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. Hey, come on, Ang. I wanna show you the best thing about this place. How great is this view?

Angie: Top of the reef. It's amazing.

Oscar: I know. It's beautiful, right?

Angie: Like you...r new apartment. It's... Wow. Awesome. What I'm trying to say is that I'm proud of you.

Oscar: 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.

Oscar: I'm back.

Angie: You're back.

Oscar: 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.

Angie: [chuckles] Oh, sure you could. Well, probably not.

Oscar: [he pulls out a box] Ang. Here.

Angie: Oh! Oscar!

Oscar: I know. I know. I'm just sorry that it took so long.

Angie: That's okay.

Oscar: [he opens it to show a pearl] Bam! Huh?

Angie: My grandmother's pearl.

Oscar: [he reveals it as a pearl necklace] With interest! Now, I don't forget anything, and I never forget who my friends are. Ang, I...

Lola: Oh, hi. I'm not interrupting something, am I?

Angie: Yes, we're talking.

Oscar: No. Hey, Lola. Wow. You're here. You, er, you gotta come best my meet friend, Angie. Uh, uh, eat my best men, Wangie...?

Lola: [they enter the penthouse again] Your best friend? Oh, that's sweet. So you won't mind if I steal him for a while, will you? So, look who's a somebody after all.

Oscar: Well, you know...

Random Fish: [enters the penthouse while panicking; Everyone panics] SHARKS! THE SHARKS! ON THE- ON THE EDGE OF THE REEF! THEY'RE GREAT WHITES!

Oscar: [everyone stops screaming and looks at him with a belief pauses out] EVERYONE, GO HOME! SPEND THE LAST FEW HOURS Y'ALL HAVE WITH EACH OTHER! Oh...! I mean...that's how it used to be around here...but not since Oscar came to town!

Oscar: So, Lola, baby, just wait here and I'm gonna be right back. I'm gonna go take care of these sharks.

Sykes: Go get em, tiger.

Oscar: Woo! Biceps, triceps.

Male Fish #1: All right, Oscar.

Male Fish #2: Go get em, Oscar.

Shark: Nomine Patri, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti.

Don Feinberg: [singing; [Bette Midler|I could fly higher than an eagle...If you are the wind beneath my wings; coughs] ] Frankie, we'll miss you.

All: To Frankie.

Giuseppe: It's a terrible thing, Don Lino. Everybody loved Frankie. May whoever did this die a thousand deaths. May his stinking, maggot-covered corpse rot in the fiery depths of hell!

Don Lino: Thank you for your kind thoughts, Giuseppe.

Giuseppe: Oh, and may Lenny be found safe and sound too. Hope he's okay.

Don Lino: Oh, Lenny...

Luca: Don't worry, Boss.

Don Lino: I said some things to him... We gotta find him.

Luca: We're searching everywhere. Forget about it, he'll turn up.

Don Lino: [Lenny, who has been eavesdropping outside of the window leaves with a muffled sobs] What's wrong with that kid? Why's he gotta be so different? Frankie, God rest his soul, he was perfect. Perfect. Oh... Luca. Who could have done this?

Don Feinberg: Don Lino, at this most difficult time, please accept my deepest condolences.

Don Lino: Thank you, Don Feinberg, for honoring my son with your song.

Don Feinberg: [he passes gas and the bubble knocks out an orca standing behind him] I got some news, about the guy who took out Frankie.

Don Lino: [They swim to the window] Let's... Yeah, let's talk over here.

Don Feinberg: [turns around with a flourish] He come out of nowhere, this guy. Calls himself... The Sharkslayer!

Don Lino: [behind him tapping his shoulder] Ira, over here...

Don Feinberg: [turns to face Lino, makes the flourish again] Sorry. The Sharkslayer!

Don Lino: Where do I find him?

Don Feinberg: [to the other sharks] He lives on the South Side. That's all we could dig up. Any other requests?

Don Lino: Hey, Luca.

Don Feinberg: [offscreen] How about that Titanic song?

Other Sharks: [offscreen; groaning] Oh, please no! Not again!

Don Lino: [to Luca; getting more and more vengeful as he speaks] Get Sykes. He knows that Reef better than anybody. I want to know all about this guy. I want to know what he does. I want to know where he eats. I want to know where he sleeps. He pops a gill, I want to know about it. Who is the Sharkslayer?

Oscar: Big old shark comes at me. 75, hundred feet long, with razor-sharp teeth.

Angie: Ooh razors.

Oscar: I say to him, "You coming at me like that? You come at the O like that?

Angie: Hey, do the muscle thing! The muscle thing!

Oscar: [points at right bicep; points at left bicep] Oh, right. So I say, "You see this guy?" "Well, he has a brother who lives right over here." "And I think it's time for a little...

Oscar and Angie: [Everyone cheers] Family reunion!

Bernie: You see, mon. I told you.

Ernie: We were right there. Right here.

Katie Current: Pardon me. Move it!

Bernie: 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?

Oscar: Katie, I'm gonna keep it real. I can call you Katie, right?

Katie Current: Of course.

Oscar: [crowd cheering] Any shark try to mess around in Oscar's town is going down!

Oscar: Yeah, it's poetic. In the heat I get poetic.

Lola: Oscar. Hmm. Oscar.

Sykes: [shooting the press away] Get out of here, you barracudas. Any further questions will be fielded by me.

Katie Current: And you are?

Sykes: I'm his manager. Sykes, with a "y".

Crazy Joe: [everyone turns confused to Joe; raspy voice] And I'm his financial advisor. You want to see my puppets? Hello.

Oscar: [to Sykes in a hushed tone] Could you excuse us for a moment, please? My manager?

Sykes: Kid, you're a superstar. We're gonna make a fortune! Just let me handle it.

Oscar: What about the 5G's?

Sykes: Forget the 5G's. From now on, we're partners.

Oscar: So what are we talking about here?

Sykes: I'm thinking 90-10 split.

Oscar: That's generous.

Sykes: You're the I'm 10 I take my 90 off the top.

Oscar: I don't think so.

Sykes: Talk to me.

Oscar: You get 15.

Sykes: 70.

Oscar: 20.

Sykes: 75.

Oscar: Dude, you're going the wrong way.

Oscar and Sykes: 50/50.

Sykes: You happy?

Oscar: No. You happy?

Sykes: No.

Oscar and Sykes: [They dap one another up successfully] Deal.

Oscar: My manager and I are now prepared to take your questions.

Katie Current: Oscar, are you going to continue working here at the Wash?

Oscar: [everyone laughs] Please, I barely work here now.

Sykes: Keep it up, kid. You're slaying em.

Katie Current: No. He's slaying sharks.

Sykes: Hey, that's good. That's good, I like that. Oscar the Sharkslayer.

Shorties: Whoa! A sharkslayer.

Katie Current: You heard it here first. From now on, any shark tries to bother this reef, it's his funeral.

Lenny: Frankie, you know I can't do this.

Frankie: Lenny, if you want to make Pop happy, you've got to kill something.

Lenny: Or, I could find an old, sick fish and just wait.

Frankie: 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.

Lenny: Okay, seriously, I can't understand wise-guy, so you're gonna have to be specific.

Frankie: [smacks him] Oh specific? You want specific? Be a shark for once in your life!

Lenny: [downhearted] Ow! Oh, what am I going to do?

Frankie: [apologetically] 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?

Lenny: Okay, okay, capisce.

Frankie: [noticing Oscar's anchoring; the two hunker on the outer border of the divot] Wait, wait, Whoa. Bingo. Right there, dead ahead. You see it? TV Dinner. Don't get easier than this.

Lenny: All right. Come on. Eye of the tiger. Frankie, I can do this! What if I can't do this?

Frankie: Then don't bother coming home.

Lenny: [he swims to the bottom of the wasteland.] Good point! All right.

Bernie: Hit him in the tail again. I like the funny face he make.

Ernie: On the face. Yeah.

Bernie: [noticing Lenny's approach] Ernie!

Ernie: [they swim away in panic] BLOW OUT!

Oscar: [Manages to get an arm free and removes his gag] Uh… Guys? Guys, don't leave me alone. Come on, there could be sharks out here!

Lenny: [he is near, Oscar notices him and screams] Oh, no. Wait. I'm sorry. No, no, no. I'm not gonna…

Frankie: Lenny.

Lenny: What?

Frankie: [makes animalistic chews motions and sounds, Lenny licks Oscar's back, only to recoil in disgust] Like this.

Oscar: Just get it over with. Wait a minute. Do me a favor, don't chew me. I'm not for that.

Lenny: I'm not gonna eat you.

Oscar: Come on! Don't do the whole head trip thing with me.

Lenny: [bites the seaweed free] Listen to me. Don't move until I tell you.

Oscar: [Lenny makes animalistic noises as he fans the sand around him to make a cloud and obscure Frankie's vision] Ahhh! Back up!

Frankie: That's it, Len. There you go, buddy! That's it. Wave those fins, baby! Dig in!

Lenny: [snarls] Look, I'm just pretending so you can get away.

Oscar: Huh?

Lenny: [Turns around acting like he has devoured Oscar] Now, when I turn around, you take off. Tastes just like chicken. Mmm. Mmm.

Frankie: [seeing Oscar behind Lenny; facepalming; [Arthur (TV series)|Oh, no!; Lenny looks and notice Oscar is still there.] ] OH!!!

Lenny: What did I tell you?!

Oscar: I'm sorry. I didn't get it. You want me to go now?!

Lenny: What are you doing?! Just go!

Frankie: [snarls. Having enough of Lenny not eating Oscar, Frankie charged right at Oscar to eat him.] That's it! I've had enough to here!

Oscar: Oh, no!

Lenny: Hurry! Swim! No, Frankie, wait!

Oscar: NO!!! Get you boy! Get you boy! EEF! EEV! OH, NO!

Lenny: [gasps; he bites the chain of the anchor and throws the anchor to the other side] Frankie!

Frankie: [weak; coughs] Lenny? Lenny, is that you?

Lenny: I'm here, Frankie.

Frankie: Come closer.

Lenny: Yes, what is it?

Frankie: I'm so cold...

Lenny: [Frankie angrily slaps him] That's just because we're cold-blooded. Ow!

Frankie: [last words; weak; dies] Moron.

Lenny: [gasps, wailing; sobs; gasps; tearfully swims away and passes Oscar, who squeaks and lands in front of the now-deceased Frankie] Frankie, no.... NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! This is all my fault! I'm so sorry, Frankie! How am I ever gonna explain this to Pop...? Oh, no!

Oscar: [finds Frankie dead behind him, thinks he's alive, and starts screaming crazily; makes karate moves and noises until he accidentally kicks Bernie] Watch it! Back up! I'm crazy! I be tripping!

Bernie: Ow! What the...?!

Bernie: [Ernie nods, then looks at Bernie angrily. Then they were surprised] Don't hurt us! We're sorry! It was all Ernie's idea!

Ernie: Oscar? Did you kill that shark?!

Oscar: [looks down at Frankie's body before having an idea] Uh, yeah. Yeah, yeah. Exactly how it looks; that's how it is.

Bernie: What happened?

Oscar: Oh, you… You want to know what happened.

Bernie: Yes, Mon.

Ernie: You're standing on top of a shark, Mon.

Oscar: I'll tell you what happen.

Announcer: [the bell rings and the seahorses rush out; Lucky Day can't open the gate] The horses are lining up the post. And they're off! Out of the gates, it's Fish Fingers followed by Sea Biscuit and Salmonella. The long shot Lucky Day seems appears to be having trouble getting out of the gate.

Oscar: What?!

Announcer: Only a sucker could've bet on that horse!

Oscar: [to Sykes] No, no, no. Don't sweat it, man. He does this all the time. He's just playing.

Announcer: [Lucky Day busts through the gate] 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.

Oscar: Please, Lucky Day, go fast. Go fast.

Announcer: [Lucky Day catches up with the other seahorses] Coming up the far turn, it's Sea Biscuit by a length, and Lucky Day well behind the pack. And here comes Lucky Day coming up from behind! He's passing, Yellowtail, Salmonella, and coming up on Fish Fingers!

Oscar: See? See? Who's your fish now? Go!

Announcer: [Lucky Day takes the lead] 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's pulling ahead!

Oscar: [Sykes laughs] Sweet! I'm getting tired just thinking about all that money!

Announcer: Look at Lucky Day go!

Oscar and Sykes: [singing] We're moving on up! To the East Side!

Announcer: [Lucky Day speeds up too fast and accidentally punches himself with his tail, causing him to tumble] Absolutely amazing! This looks to be Lucky Day's big day! It's Lucky Day! Ooh, what happened?!?! Lucky Day is down!

Oscar and Sykes: [they both embrace] We're moving on up!

Sykes: To the East Side!

Oscar: [gasps; sees what's happening on the track, slow-motion; [Star Wars Episode III: Revenge of the Sith|'''''NOOOOO!!!!'''''] ]

Announcer: [as the other seahorses pass Lucky Day] And here comes Fish Fingers, followed by Sea Biscuit, Yellowtail... and Fish Fingers wins.

Sykes: What happened? Let me see.

Oscar: Wait, wait, wait! I just wanna hold you.

Sykes: [sees that Lucky Day has lost] Hey, Oscar, get outta my way. Let me see.

Announcer: What a sad day for Lucky Day.

Oscar: Uh, remember your happy place, Sykes.

Announcer: And that's why they call him the long shot.

Oscar: [Sykes, seething with silent anger, rips the ticket up into small shreds] 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? And by the way, on what?

Sykes: [puffs up; in a higher pitch; inadvertedly pops a fish's balloon, causing her to screams. Oscar is tied and gagged with a seaweed and thrown into a whale's mouth; Ernie closes the whale's mouth. Cut to the Oscar is bound and gagged with seaweed while Ernie and Bernie stings him for fun] That's it! That's it! I've had it! 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!? Sorry, kid. It's nothing personal. It's just business.

Ernie and Bernie: [singing; [Bob Marley|Don't worry / About a thing / 'Cause every little thing / Is gonna be all right.]

Ernie: This is how you sing it, Oscar.

Bernie: Yeah.

Ernie: Sykes, he like you, mon.

Bernie: He say take it easy on you.

Ernie: [laughs] But Sykes is not here.

Bernie: True. Ernie, let me ask you a question.

Ernie: Yeah, mon? Go on.

Bernie: [zaps Ernie, who screams; Ernie laughs and points at Bernie] Why is it that me locks can sting other people, but they do not affect me or you? Ernie! I didn't mean it, Ernie! I didn't mean it, mon! Ernie, you made a joke! Good one, mon! Respect!

Ernie: Respect!

Bernie: Bloodfire!

Lola: [Oscar sheepishly giggles; He nods; Oscar giggles as he nods] Nice bet. You got a name? You wanna tell me what it is? Well, mine's Lola.

Oscar: [blubbers; slaps himself to tighten up as he yelps; chuckles; gasps] Come on, man! Get your game face on! So... Lola, my name's... Uh, My name is Oscar, sweetie. Mrs. Sanchez.

Mrs. Sanchez: The hippity-hop smooth talk don't work with me.

Oscar: Oh, My bad. Hey, so, uh...

Sykes: Oscar. I was starting to think you skipped out on me.

Oscar: Sykes! Hey. Oh, I see you're already on your way to the concession stand.

Sykes: What are you doing?

Oscar: Mind bringing us back some drinks? That would be great, thanks. And some of them little wiener thingies.

Bernie: The ones with the toothpicks?

Sykes: What are you doing? Don't listen to him!

Oscar: Come on, Lola let me escort you to... my box.

Security: Your box?!

Sykes: His box?! You can't even afford the gum under the seats!

Lola: [as she says this, Oscar makes various motions that she's crazy, only stopping with a sheepish wince] He just laid five grand on Lucky Day. I think he can afford anything he wants.

Sykes: Five grand? My five grand?!

Oscar: No, it was another five grand.

Sykes: [angrily takes his ticket] You had the money to pay me back and you bet it anyway? Gimme that!

Oscar: Hold up. Sykes!

Lola: Clearly, I've made a mistake.

Oscar: No, no, wait Lola!

Lola: [pulls Oscar close as if to kiss him; whispers as she pushes him away; leaves; Oscar became stunned] Look, deep down, I'm really superficial. And don't get me wrong: you're cute, but... you're a nobody.

Ernie: [pretending to be Lola, puts mustard and ketchup on a hot dog on a stick so it looks like a face] Oscar, you're cute, but you're a nobody.

Bernie: [pretending to be Oscar, also put mustard and ketchup on a hot dog on a stick so it looks like a face; They both laugh, much to Oscar's annoyance] Wait. Lola. Come back. I'm not a nobody. I'm a wiener!

Sykes: You're unbelievable. You're in trouble up to you gills, and still you're asking for more? Now, go on, get in here!

Sykes: That kid better show up or he's dead meat.

Bernie: Just say the word, boss.

Oscar: Carrying a big old envelope full of money, gonna give it to Mr. Sykes.

Tip Fish #1: [knocks Oscar's money out of his hand as he passes by, causing Oscar to shriek a bit in surprise as he grabs it again] Hurry up. This is our chance, we don't want to miss it.

Tip Fish #2: You sure about this?

Tip Fish #1: [Oscar listens in] My trader friend tipped me off. The race is rigged. We can't lose.

Tip Fish #2: What's the horse's name?

Tip Fish #1: Lucky Day.

Announcer: ... Lucky Day, at 200 to 1.

Tip Fish #1: We're gonna be rich!

Tip Fish #2: [Upon hearing about Lucky Day at the Seahorse Racetrack] Rich!

Oscar: [excitedly; stops himself; In Oscar's fantasy] Ooh, top of the Reef, here I come! No, wait, what am I doing? Remember what Angie said remember what Angie said... What did Angie say?

Angie: Dreams can begin small. You just have to...bet it all! BET IT ALL!

Announcer: And Lucky Day wins!

Oscar: 5,000 ON LUCKY DAY TO WIN!

Bet-taking Fish: That's 200 to 1. That would pay a million clams!

Oscar: [takes his ticket] Well I guess that makes me, Oscar...The Millionaire.

Don Lino: [to Lenny; to the waiter; to Lenny] What do you mean you don't understand? What's there to understand? We've been over this 1,000 times. I don't want to have to say it again. You know, you're giving me agita, you know that? I don't know what else to say. Lenny, you see something, you kill it, you eat it. Period. Thanks. That's what sharks do. That's a fine tradition. What's the matter with you? Your brother, Frankie, here, he's a killer.

Frankie: [while eating oyster shells] Thanks, Pop.

Don Lino: [to Frankie; to Lenny] He's beautiful. He does what he's supposed to do. Wipe your face. But you...I'm hearing things. You gotta understand when you look weak, it makes me look weak.

Lenny: I know.

Don Lino: I can't have that.

Lenny: Pop, I'm sorry.

Don Lino: [Lenny's staring at his menu; He looks up with an uninterested gaze; Lenny shrugs; sighs; He spots some shrimp in a glass, and glances back at Lenny; picks up the shrimp] Lenny. Lenny. Look at me. Look at me. This handing over the business is for you. It's for the both of yous. A-And you're acting like you don't even want it. I need to know you can handle that. All right, all right. Right here in front of me now, eat this.

Lenny: [looks closer at his menu] Yeah. Oh, gee, thanks, Pop. Here's the thing. I'm on a diet. And I read an article about these shrimps, they're not good for ya. I tell you. You know how many calories are in one of those shrimps? A lot.

The Shrimp: [to Don Lino; mini pauses; Lenny wipes his tears with a sniff] It's true. It's true and the other thing is.. well.. my sister had a baby and I took it over because she passed away, and then the baby lost its legs and its arms and now it's nothing but a stump, but I still take care of it with my wife and it's, It's growing and it's.. it's fairly happy, but it's difficult cause, I've been working a second shift at the factory to put food on the table, but all the love that I see in that little guy's face, makes it worth in the end… True story.

Don Lino: [sighs] I'm not asking you anymore. I'm telling you. Eat it!

The Shrimp: No, have mercy!

Lenny: Pop, please...

Don Lino: Eat!

The Shrimp: No eat!

Lenny: What are ya...No!

Don Lino: Son, eat the shrimp! Eat!

Lenny: No, please!

Don Lino: Lenny! Eat, eat, eat!

Lenny: [finally snaps; grabs the other shrimp and lets them all go] PUT THE SHRIMP DOWN! All right, go now. No one's looking. Get out of here. You're free now, go on. Go, go!

The Shrimp: [glares at Lino, crackling his knuckles with a punch, and Lino is angered. The shrimp gestures to some other shrimp; they all left with him, Lenny notices his dad is angry and embarrassed and sits down] Thank you. You're a good person. Come on, fellas.

Frankie: [trying to take some heat off of Lenny] Pop, I can handle the reef. It's not a problem.

Don Lino: No. No. We're gonna do this as a family. Frankie, I want you to take Lenny out and show him the ropes.

Frankie: Oh, come on, Pop.

Don Lino: [to Lenny; ?] Son, you're gonna learn how to be a shark. Whether you like it, or not.

Angie: 5,000 clams? You borrowed 5,000 clams from Mr. Sykes? Oscar, why do you get yourself into these situations?

Oscar: 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.

Angie: Mrs. Sanchez?

Oscar: 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.

Angie: Well, what's wrong with down here?

Oscar: [voiceover] I'll tell you what's wrong with down here. Remember my dad? He worked at the Wash his whole life. 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.

Male Fish Student: [in memory] Oscar's dad's a tongue scrubber!

Fish Students: [in memory] Tongue scrubber! Tongue scrubber! Tongue scrubber! Tongue scrubber! Tongue scrubber! Tongue scrubber!

Oscar: My dad was the greatest. But nobody loves a nobody. I want to be a somebody.

Angie: Oscar, you don't have to live at the top of the reef to be a somebody.

Oscar: What's the difference? If I don't pay Mr. Sykes back by tomorrow... I'm dead anyway, so...

Angie: Wait here.

Oscar: What's this? A pink pearl?

Angie: Mm-hm.

Oscar: Where'd you get that?

Angie: 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.

Oscar: No. No, I couldn't...

Angie: Take it. It'll get you the money you need for Mr. Sykes.

Oscar: [while shoveled the slime off the whale's tongue; exasperated] 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… old school!

Pontrelli: Ah, stop your moaning, Oscar! It could be a lot worse, you know?

Oscar: [laughs; sudden rumbling; Workers start scattering] Yeah, that's true. I could have this job, and look like you! Indigestion...SHE'S GONNA BLOW!

Knuckles: [Headphone Guy is cleaning the whale, oblivious to the rumbling] Wait! Headphone Guy's still in there.

Oscar: [slowly motion; he and Headphone Guy brace themselves on the whale's uvula, the normal motion. The scrubbers peak when...the whale let us out a small belch, sending some slime onto Oscar. The workers laughs] I GOT YOU, HEADPHONE GUY!

Oscar: [groans as he rubs the slime off him] Still think it could be worse?

Pontrelli: Yeah! I could look like you!

Oscar: [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] Haha! Ya'll funny. Well, see if you laugh at THIS!

Whale: Ohh! Ohh! My eye! OHH!!

Oscar: [Flips the emergency; the grabbers grab the screams whale very tightly; quickly cleans the whale's eye] SOAP IN THE EYE, SOAP IN THE EYE! It's all right. I'ma get you some nice coupons, we gonna get you a free hot wax and all you like that? Aight, go ahead, Big Baby.

Whale: Thanks, Oscar.

Oscar: [gets slapped on the back by Ernie and shocked, causing the bucket to land on his head] All right.

Ernie: Well, look who it is, Bernie.

Bernie: Just the fish we're looking for.

Ernie: [Oscar struggles to remove the bucket] Yeah.

Bernie: The boss be needing to see you right now.

Ernie: Right now.

Oscar: [getting the bucket off; singing; beatbox; gets slapped again] 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. But don't worry About a thing Cause every little thing Is gonna be all right...

Ernie: [Cut into the Oscar is tossed into Sykes' office and rolls into his desk] That's not the way you sing that song, Mon.

Oscar: [Oscar tries dapping Sykes up, who sighs annoyed at his antics] Hey, Sykes! My brother from another mother. What the deezy, baby? 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...

Sykes: [pulls his hand back] Oscar!

Oscar: Hey, don't sweat it. A lot of white fish can't do it.

Sykes: Oscar, would you just sit down, okay?

Oscar: [Ernie and Bernie force him into a chair] Thank you.

Sykes: I've been going over my markers. You're into me for five grand. 5G's, okay?

Oscar: 5G's? Man, you tripping, 5G's.

Sykes: [throws unpaid loan documents at Oscar] Oh, yeah? See if this refreshes your memory.

Oscar: [As he picks them back up into a pile and places them on Sykes' desk] 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.

Sykes: Look, I have to start pay Don Lino protection, so everything you owe me, you owe him!

Oscar: How you figure that?

Sykes: [pulls out chart] Simple - the food chain! On top there's Don Lino, there's me, there's regular fish.

Oscar: And that's me!

Sykes: No. There's plankton, there's single-celled amoebas.

Oscar: And then me!

Sykes: I'm getting there, I'm getting there. There's coral, there's rocks, there's whale poo, and then there's you.

Oscar: That's messed up.

Sykes: So if Don Lino's squeezing me... he's squeezing you!

Oscar: [the chart suddenly pulls up, catching Sykes in the chin] What?

Ernie: Easy, boss. Find a happy place.

Bernie: Yeah, a happy place!

Sykes: [agitated he puffs up; higher pitched] There is no happy place with him around! I'm SERIOUS!

Oscar: AH! All right, look! Just give me another chance-! I-I'm begging you, Sykes please! Please!

Sykes: [high-pitched; deflates; normally] All right. "Because I like you", I'm gonna give you 24 hours to pay up.

Oscar: All of it? How am I supposed to do that?

Sykes: That's your problem. Bring me 5,000 clams to the racetrack tomorrow, or else.

Oscar: Or else what?

Sykes: [exits his office] The boys will explain.

Oscar: [offscreen and strained] Unpleasant.

Don Lino: [to his fish; To Sykes; he drops a food pellet into the tank; The fish sprout razor teeth and devour the pellet as Lino closes the tank's lid] How are my babies this morning? You miss me? You doing good? Huh? Huh? You see, Sykes, it's a fish-eat-fish world, you either take, or you get taken.

Sykes: [hastily] Truer words have never been spoken. Is that it? That all? We done?

Don Lino: Now, you and me, we worked together a long, long, long time.

Sykes: Please, Don Lino, it's hardly been like work.

Don Lino: You know...

Sykes: I love that about you.

Don Lino: Let me finish. That I've lived my life for my sons. Raising and protecting them...

Sykes: You're the best! He's the best, right? Am I right or am I wrong? Am I right?

Don Lino: It's all been to prepare...

Sykes: Right?

Don Lino: ...to prepare them...

Sykes: Sorry.

Don Lino: [pauses; The record player gets stuck] Yeah. It's all right. ...for the day they run the reef. Well, today is that day. Luca.

Luca: [moves the needle; the record player plays "Baby Got Back" by Six Mix-a-Lot; Luca quickly moves the needle again and it cuts off; chuckles] Hey, Boss, big butts!

Don Lino: [facepalming] Oy vey. Long story short, from now on yous work for Frankie and Lenny. Capiche?

Sykes: [laughs a bit] Lenny? Frankie, I understand, but Lenny? You can't be serious.

Don Lino: I'm dead serious. It takes more than muscle to run things. Now Lenny, he's got the brains. That's something special.

Sykes: He's special all right.

Don Lino: What's that supposed to mean?

Sykes: Nothing. I'm just saying...

Don Lino: Hey, I bring you in here, look you in the eye, tell you what's what, and what?

Sykes: What?

Don Lino: What "what"?

Sykes: What, what" nothing. You said "what" first.

Don Lino: I didn't say what first. I asked you what.

Sykes: No, you said "And then what?", and I said "What?

Don Lino: [confused; brief pauses] No, I said "what what", like what, what?

Sykes: [breakling pause] You said "what" first.

Don Lino: [annoyed] Now you're making fun of me?!

Sykes: [hastily; His sons arrived] No, no, no, no, you misunderstood!

Frankie: Sorry we're late, Pop. Lenny had an accident. He was born.

Lenny: [sarcastic laughter] You're a comic genius.

Sykes: Look, all I'm saying is the kid ain't exactly no killer.

Don Lino: [Lino and Sykes both notice Lenny obliviously spinning around on his chair; Frankie shakes his head] My Lenny is a killer! Ya hear me? A cold-blooded killer! Look at him!

Sykes: Huh?

Don Lino: [paused; more annoyed] That's it. That's IT! You are OUT!

Sykes: [shocked; inflates; high pitched] What?! Whaddya mean I'm "out"?!

Don Lino: [pushes Sykes; Sykes screams and lands on a picture across the room] You're fired! And on top of that, you're gonna have to start paying me!

Sykes: [high pitched] For what?

Don Lino: [ominously] So nothing happens to that little Whale Wash of yours.

Angie: Good morning. Can I help you?

Whale: One wash and mouth, please.

Angie: Hot wax?

Whale: Please.

Angie: Kelp Scrape. We're having a special, what do you say?

Whale: [leaves] Why not? It's mating season, and I'm feeling lucky!

Angie: [blissful sigh; camera pans to Angie doodling her crush on Oscar] Whale of the wash, and the price... Oh, my gosh. May I suggest a barnacle peel? Removes lines and salt damage. Good.

Oscar: [enters] Hey, Ang.

Angie: [quickly hides her secret paper] OH, MY GOSH! Hi Oscar!

Oscar: [over the phone; hangs up] Thanks for covering for me. Hey yo, Angie needs to get her freak on! Could ya hold for one moment please? Thanks, dawg!

Angie: Oscar!

Oscar: Come on, Ang! Dance with me, mama! ♪ You might not ever be rich! ♪

Angie: Oscar! You're gonna get me fired!

Oscar: [scoffs] You? Fired? That can't happen, cause then I'd have absolutely NO reason to come to work.

Angie: [sheepishly] Oh, you don't mean that.

Oscar: [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] Course I do. You're, like, my best friend. 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.

Angie: 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.

Crazy Joe: [laughs] See ya, Oscar.

Oscar: Yo, what's up, fellas? Big O's in the house.

Crab: Hi, Oscar.

Eels: Hi, Oscar!

Oscar: What's up? Hey. Reef side. Yo, Johnson, is it lunch yet?

Johnson: You just got here.

Oscar: That's my point. Hey, Headphone Guy. Looking good, ladies.

Turtle: Hey, Oscar.

Oscar: Keep up the bad work. Huh? I'm already punched in? Angie.

Oscar: [rap music; beatbox; laughs] Hi, I'm Oscar. You might think you know, but you have no idea. 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... old school. Cause even a superstar Mack daddy fish like me has to have the necessities.

Shorty #1: [appears; Camera zooms out to show Oscar standing in front of billboard ad] Yeah, like money!

Oscar: Come on, Shorties, why you messing with my fantasy?

Shorty #1: Cause you're so broke, your baloney has no first name.

Oscar: That's very funny.

Crazy Joe: Hey, Oscar. Over here. I gotta talk to ya.

Oscar: Be right there. Hang onto these.

Shorty #3: Oscar, you da fish.

Shorty #2: Yo, dude.

Oscar: Yo, Crazy Joe!

Crazy Joe: Now that you live in a great penthouse, can I be your financial advisor?

Oscar: That's a billboard, Crazy Joe.

Crazy Joe: [laughs insanely while floating away with an umbrella] You live in a billboard? And they call me crazy!

Shorty #1: Hey, Oscar! Look who came to visit!

Oscar: [turns around and freaks out; They shorties spray-painted the billboard with a pic of Oscar being devoured by a shark bursting through the penthouse floor] YAAH!!!

Shorties: [laughing] Gotcha!

Oscar: No, don't do that! Shouldn't you kids be in school?

Shorty #2: Shouldn't you be at work?

Oscar: [turns back to the graffiti] Right back at me, eh? Little smart mouth? Now I'm on my way and y'all stay outta trouble. And clean that stuff up!

Shorty #3: [The Shorties clean the graffiti] See ya!

Logos: DreamWorks Animation presents.

Lenny: [The worm faints] Hi. I'm Lenny. Oh, little buddy, did I scare you? I'm sorry. Wake up. Wake up! Okay, don't worry about it. I'm going to get you out in a jiffy, you just keep holding your breath, little wormy.

Frankie: [offscreen] Yo, Lenny!

Lenny: Ah! I'm coming, Frankie!

Frankie: [offscreen] Well, move it. Come on. Pop's waiting.

Lenny: [finally unties the worm; the worm slinks back up the line; he turns to see Frankie scowling] There we go, and... Gotcha! Okay, you're free now, just go. Just go, cry freedom. Aagh! Oh, you almost gave me a heart attack!

Frankie: Lenny, what are you doing?

Lenny: [grabs a bundle of flowers; Frankie slaps them out of Lenny's hand; Frankie smacks his shoulders] Oh, I was just, uh... Picking you some flowers. Hey! Mom said it's not okay to hit. Aah!

Frankie: [he swims away, humming the JAWS theme] Mom's not here.

Lenny: Don't. Don't. Ugh, that song gives me the creeps.

Frankie: [he and Lenny swim away] What do you mean? It's our theme song.

Text: ?

Katie Current: [to the crew offscreen; looks at the camera; The big screen turns off before the citizens of fishes and other sea animals roaming around the city as the title "Shark Tale" appears on screen and the song "Three Little Birds" by Sean Paul and Ziggy Marley plays in the background. A ray switches a door sign from "closed" to "open" to a flower shop. A giant fish with a sign "Starfish Tours" swims to stop at the stop, where all the tourist fishes swims towards a walk of fame with starfishes lays on every tile.] Are they gone? Are they gone? Are you sure? Good morning, Southeast Reef. I'm Katie Current keeping it current. I just received confirmation that the sharks are gone. I repeat, the sharks are gone.