Flipper
- PG
- Year:
- 1996
- 95 min
- 269 Views
It's the big house on the left.
"Casa de Porter"!
Hello?
See ya, Porter!
Just the one.
It's not five o'clock yet.
I beg your pardon, little pig.
What d'ya say?
Sandy? - Yep.
- Thought you were comin' Thursday.
It is Thursday.
- Looks like I missed your boat.
Don't worry, buddy,
Uncle Paul will make it up to you.
What is this place anyway?
- It was an abandoned fishing camp.
It was a real dump when I got here.
Come aboard, I'll show you around.
Hey! Heel!
Here, boy.
We're in the poo, mate.
You like spaghetti this much?
When the cruise ships are in the area,
you can do some terrific deals.
Any passengers that want Spaghetti-os
are out of luck.
I'm sure.
They're not exactly Dmaha steaks,
but you won't go hungry.
There's gotta be some mistake.
You cannot be my uncle.
You know they say: You can choose
your friends, but not your relatives.
Why don't you unpack?
I'll rustle us up some grub.
How much did she pay you
to take me off her hands?
I resent that. When your mother
called, I didn't hesitate.
If anyone
knows about divorce, it's me.
I mean, family's very important.
You guys are all I've got.
How much?
Just for the summer.
Dh boy, she really low-balled ya.
Story of my life, kid.
This concert's history.
All aboard!
Come on, sailor! Shake a leg!
You don't get up, you don't eat.
Time to rock and roll!
Spaghetti-os with or without?
- Without what? - Pee-wee franks.
Suit yourself.
But out on the ocean,
you can't order a pizza.
You ever been fishing?
What d'ya catch? - A whale.
But I threw it back.
a bamboo pole and a 6-pack of suds.
But it's tougher than that.
- Dh really.
What about seasickness?
Look, I can handle it.
Sure ya can.
Where's the bait, sailor?
Bait my butt!
You okay?
At least it floats!
Funny. Buck-faced wombat!
Just keep your eyes on the horizon.
- For how long?
As long as it takes to keep it down.
Damn dolphins stealing all the bait.
- They're scaring the fish away.
That's not fishing, kid.
That's murder.
It's pathetic.
Hey, kid!
You see where that dolphin went?
Yeah.
That way.
You sure?
Alright, Dirk!
Come on!
Go on, get outta here!
Go on. Go!
Go!
You gonna be at this concert?
You're splitting?
- Am I splitting!
Hey, Tommy.
You returning to the mainland?
I can't make it with no fish.
Fish are gone, I'm gone.
What, you givin' up the good life?
Good life's ancient history. I can't
feed a cat with what I catch.
Don't worry.
I'm on the 5 A.M. Ferry.
Pick me up, we'll be at the concert.
Gotta go, it's the hippy!
Thought you might
like a change. - Why?
I dunno.
Yo, Marvin!
Aren't you a bit warm?
What's with him?
- Marvin's a little shy.
Give him a spring and a wire,
he'll make an outboard motor.
I don't want to hurt him.
- But sweetheart...
Dkay, we'll put him back
in with his friends,
and we'll use this guy.
He won't mind at all.
Have fun fishing!
- Dkay.
Become a marine biologist
and you can bait hooks too...
In Boston you wouldn't get to see me.
Just my luck.
This must be Sandy.
Hi, I'm Cathy.
He probably told you about me.
No.
Can you get my stuff?
So, how's he doing?
- Like a pizza, but upside down.
I'll straighten him out.
Why? You tired of Spaghetti-o's?
You heard Tommy's leaving the island.
We haven't had a decent catch
since spring. - I know why.
The fish are loaded with dioxin.
What's dioxin?
- It's a by-product of herbicide.
How's that getting in our water?
Careful!
Will he ever take off that raincoat?
Maybe we could get it cleaned
with him still inside.
You never take me seriously!
That's not fair!
Hit me with your best shot.
When are we getting married?
Gotta go fix the net.
- Porter Ricks!
Think he'll ever grow up?
What are you doing?
Hey, Sandy. Do I look cool or what?
Dr what.
It's the shirt. It was given to me
by Brian Wilson. - Who?
Brian Wilson. Beach Boys.
What are they teaching you kids?
I'm tired. Gonna hit the hay early.
Good. Cathy's number's on the wall.
There's spaghetti if you're hungry...
- Yeah.
I'm late. See ya in the A.M., kid.
See ya in the A. M... not!
FERRY DEPARTURES
Hello?
Is that you?
Come on!
Cool!
Sorry. Gotta jet. See ya!
Shake a leg, sailor!
You don't get up, you don't eat.
Sandy?
Earthquake!
Jeez!
Storm's comin'. Board up the windows.
I can't, Russ.
Looking for a runaway nephew.
Call off the search.
By the way, I'll need $22.50.
He put it on your tab.
He's so cute!
Sandy?
However, I can crush a coconut...
with my bare hands.
Hold that thought
as we make our exit...
with dignity.
Get that rope!
Sandy! Get the line!
Damn! Nice going, kid!
- You know what you just did?
- You made me blow Chili Peppers.
Next concert's in Drlando.
I don't have tickets. - I don't give...
Great! Bloody great.
"Yeah, I'd love to see Sandy.
Send him down. It'll be great."
It'll cost me
my house and my boat, but...
I should give up
and join Tommy on the mainland.
Why didn't you just let me go?
- I'm not finished with you yet.
Don't talk like my father.
I'm not looking for another father.
Good.
Make's us even.
'Cause I'm not looking for a son.
Especially
a screw-up teenager like you.
You don't know me.
Tell you what I do know, kid.
This here is the earth.
This is the great big ocean.
Here's our tiny island. Your mum
is way over there.
No matter how you scream,
she can't hear ya.
You got no friends, no money,
no malls to hang around. You're stuck.
All you have is me.
So get used to it.
And relax. Got a long, ugly
day ahead of us... and night.
Gonna use that pillow?
Thanks.
Dh man!
Is nothing sacred?
Jeez!
Get off there!
Look...
Since I know you love being here,
I'll make a deal.
You work for me,
help clean this mess up,
and I'll get you
to that concert in Drlando.
How?
I don't even have tickets.
Kid, this is Porter Ricks.
If it exists, I can get it.
We'll make that show.
We?
- Think I'd let you go alone?
Besides, I can dig the Chili Peppers.
Not the Beach Boys, but who is?
Is it a deal?
Haul her in!
Start with the fish pan netting. Mast
and stuff's in the shed or in town.
I'm gonna have to stay
with the boat on the mainland.
You gonna be alright?
- I'll be fine.
Cathy will drop in on you.
You can reach me through
the coastguard station.
But nothing's gonna happen, right?
- Right.
Right.
You...
Like my dolphin?
- Your dolphin?
That's right. I found him.
What's his name?
His name's Flipper.
Never seen one alone like this.
Alone he'd be no match for Scar.
- Who's Scar?
The hammerhead that stalks
these waters. Big and ugly.
They say he took out a tourist boat.
He likes those out-of-towners.
That jerk tried to kill Flipper.
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