Shark Tale Page #2

What?

[high-pitched] Whaddya mean l'm ''out?''

- You're fired.

- [Sykes screams]

And on top of that,

you're gonna have to start payin' me.

For what?

So nothing happens

to your little Whale Wash.

[Oscar] Welcome to Oscar's crib.

with canker sores, swim-in cavities,

and plankton-encrusted teeth

for when l feel a bit... [grunts]

old school.

Stop your moaning, Oscar.

lt could be a lot worse, you know.

That's true. l could have this job

and look like you. [laughs]

Who's behind me? Whoever's behind me

better give me some.

[rumbling]

lndigestion. She's gonna blow!

Wait! Headphone Guy is still in there!

[dance music]

l got you, Headphone Guy!

[belch]

[laughs]

- Still think it could be worse?

- Yeah. l could look like you.

Y'all funny.

Well, see if you laugh at this.

[whale moans]

Soap in the eye! Soap in the eye!

lt's all right.

l'll get you some coupons,

a free hot wax and all that.

You like that?

- All right, go ahead, big baby.

- Thanks, Oscar.

All right.

- Well, look who it is, Bernie.

- Just the fish we're looking for.

The boss be needin' 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, l'm gonna go ahead over there.

But don't worry

[beatbox] About a thing

'Cause every little thing

Is gonna be all right...

That's not the way

you sing that song, mon.

[shrieks]

Sykes, my brother from another mother.

What the deezy, baby?

Show me dat.

What's goin' down?

Hey, baby, this is all gravy today.

Now snap your fin... Snap it.

- You're not snappin' it...

- Oscar.

Hey, don't sweat it.

A lot of white fish can't do it.

- Would you just sit down, okay?

- Thank you.

l've been goin' over my markers.

You're into me for five grand.

- 5 G's, okay?

- 5 G's? Man, you trippin'? 5 G's.

Oh, yeah?

See if 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 l'm not.

You go, boy.

l have to pay Don Lino protection,

so everything you owe me, you owe him.

- How you figure that?

- Simple. The food chain.

See, on top there's Don Lino.

There's me, and there's regular fish.

- That's me.

- No.

There's plankton, there's amoebas...

- Then there's me?

- l'm gettin' there.

There's coral, there's rocks, there's

whale pooh, and then there's you.

That's messed up.

So if Don Lino's squeezin' me,

he's squeezin' you.

- What?

- Oscar.

Sorry.

- Easy, boss, find your happy place.

- Happy place.

There is no happy place with him here.

[high-pitched] l'm serious.

Okay, please.

Please, just gimme some time.

That's all l'm asking.

l'm begging you, Sykes. Please. Please.

All right.

'Cause l like you,

l'm gonna give you 24 hours to pay up.

All of it?

How am l supposed to do that?

That's your problem. Bring my 5,000

clams to the track tomorrow, or else.

- Or else what?

- The boys'll explain.

[both laugh]

- [sizzling]

- [Oscar] Unpleasant.

[Angie] 5,000 clams?

You borrowed 5,000 clams

from Mr. Sykes?

Oscar, why do you get yourself

into these situations?

l don't know, Ang.

lt's just hard, all right,

because l'm a little fish in a big pond.

A really big pond.

The ocean.

l'm a nobody.

l want some of that.

- Mrs. Sanchez?

- What?

It's ladies' night,

Oh, what a night...

Ew. No. That.

The top of the reef.

Where the somebodies live.

l wanna be rich and famous like them,

but l'm stuck down here.

Well, what's wrong with down here?

l'll tell you what's wrong

with down here.

Remember my dad?

He worked at the Wash his whole life.

Ooh, child...

[Oscar]

He was the number one 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.

l want to be a somebody.

Oscar , you don't have to live

at the top of the reef to be a somebody.

[grunts]

What's the difference? lf l don't pay

Mr. Sykes back by tomorrow,...

l'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, l couldn't...

- Take it.

lt'll get you the money you need

for Mr. Sykes.

What do you mean, you don't understand?

We've been over it 1 ,000 times.

l don't want to have to say it again.

You're really giving me agita.

l don't know how else to say this.

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.

- Thanks, Pop.

- He's beautiful.

He does what he's supposed to do.

Wipe your face.

But you... l'm hearin' things.

You gotta understand, when you

look weak it makes me look weak.

- l can't have that.

- l know, Pop, l'm sorry.

Lenny. Lenny. Look at me.

Look at me.

This handin' over the business,

it's for you, for both of yous,

and you're acting

like you don't even want it.

l need to know that

you can handle that.

[sighs]

[splutters]

All right. Right here,

in front of me now, eat this.

- [whimpers]

- Yeah. Gee, thanks, Pop.

Here's the thing.

l'm on a diet. l read an article about

these shrimps. They're not good for ya.

You know how many calories

are in one of those shrimps?

A lot.

lt's true.

lt's true and the other thing is,

my sister had a baby and l 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 l still take care of it with my wife

and it's growing and it's fairly happy,

but it's difficult 'cause l've been

working a second shift at the factory

to put food on the table,

but all the love l see in that little

guy's face makes it worth it in the end.

True story.

- [sobs]

- [sighs]

l'm not askin' you anymore.

l'm tellin' you. Eat it!

- No. Have mercy.

- Pop, please...

- Eat!

- No eat.

Son, eat the shrimp!

No, please.

- Lenny! Eat, eat, eat!

- Don't! Pop!

Put the shrimp down!

Go now. No one's looking.

Get out of here.

- You're free, now go.

- Thank you.

You're a good person.

Come on, fellas.

Pop, l can handle the reef.

lt's not a problem.

No. We're gonna do this as a family.

Frankie, l want you to take Lenny out,

show him the ropes.

- Come on, Pop.

- You're gonna learn how to be a shark.

Whether you like it or not.

[bell rings]

[bell rings]

[cheering]

That kid better show up

or he's dead meat.

Just say the word, boss.

Carrying a big ol' envelope full of

money, gonna give it to Mr. Sykes.

Hurry up. This is our chance,

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