Shark Tale Page #4

l'm so sorry, Frankie.

How am l ever

going to explain this to Pop?

- [sobs] Oh, no.

- [Oscar squeaks]

[shrieks]

Back up. l'm crazy. l be trippin'.

- [makes kung fu noises]

- Whoa!

What the...

- [shrieks]

- [both shriek]

Don't hurt us. We're sorry.

lt was all Ernie's idea.

Oscar. Did you kill that shark?

Uh... yeah.

Exactly how it look,

that's how it is.

What happened?

You wanna know what happened?

Yeah. You're standing on top of a shark.

Go on, man.

Well, l'll tell you what happened.

Big ol' shark,

about 75, 1 00-feet long.

- So he's swimming at me, right?

- [crowd gasp]

- With teeth like razors.

- Razors.

And l was, like,

you're gonna come at me like that?

You're gonna come

at the ''O'' like that?

Do the muscle thing, the muscle thing.

Oh, right.

So l told that dude, ''You see this guy?''

and l pointed like this.

Well, he's got a brother.

And he lives right over here.

And l think it's time

for a little family reunion.

- [laughs]

- [crowd cheer]

You see, mon. l told you.

We were right there.

[lady fish] Pardon me.

- Move it!

- Oh. Sorry.

- She seems so nice on TV.

- 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?

Katie, l'm gonna keep it real.

- l can call you Katie?

- Of course.

Any shark try to mess around

in Oscartown is goin' down.

[roaring]

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.

- And you are?

- l'm his manager.

- Sykes, with a ''y''.

- And l'm his financial advisor.

You want to see my puppets?

[raspy voice] Hello.

Could you excuse us

for a moment, please?

- My manager?

- Kid, you're a superstar.

- We're gonna make a fortune.

- What about the 5 G's?

Forget the 5 G's.

We're partners now.

- So what are we talking about?

- l'm thinkin' 90-1 0 split?

- That's generous.

- You're the 1 0, l'm 90.

- l don't think so.

- Talk to me.

- You get 1 5.

- 70.

- 20.

- 75.

Dude, you're goin' the wrong way.

- You happy?

- No. You?

- No.

- Deal.

My manager and l are now prepared

to take your questions.

Oscar, are you going to continue

working here at the Wash?

Please, l barely work here now.

Keep it up, kid. You're slayin' 'em.

No. He's slayin' sharks.

Hey, that's good.

That's good, l like that.

Oscar the Sharkslayer.

Whoa! A sharkslayer.

[Katie] You heard it here first.

From now on, any shark tries

to bother this reef, it's his funeral.

[shark] Nomine Patri, et Filii,

et Spiritus Sancti.

I could fly higher than an eagle

If you are the wind beneath my wings

[coughs]

- Frankie, we'll miss you.

- [All] To Frankie.

lt'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.

Thank you for your kind thoughts,

Giuseppe.

Oh, and may Lenny be found safe

and sound too. Hope he's okay.

Oh, Lenny...

- Don't worry, boss.

- l said some things to him...

We gotta find him.

We're searching everywhere.

Forget about it, he'll turn up.

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?

Oh... Luca. Who could have done this?

[clears throat]

Don Lino, at this most difficult time,

please accept my deepest condolences.

Thank you, Don Feinberg,

for honoring my son with your song.

l got some news,

about the guy who took out Frankie.

- [breaks wind]

- [bubbling]

Let's... Yeah, let's talk over here.

He come out of nowhere, this guy.

Calls himself ''The Sharkslayer''.

[clears throat] lra, over here.

- Sorry. ''The Sharkslayer''.

- Where do l find him?

He's from the Southside Reef.

That's all we could dig up.

Thank you.

- Any requests?

- Luca.

- [Don Feinberg] That Titanic song?

- [other sharks] No.

Get Sykes.

He knows that reef better than anybody.

l wanna find this guy.

l wanna know about him,

where he lives,

where he sleeps.

He pops a gill? l wanna know about it.

Who is this Sharkslayer?

[male fish] Here he is. The Sharkslayer.

[male fish] Here he is. The Sharkslayer.

[ Mary J. Blige:
Got To Be Real]

- I think I love you, baby

- What you feel now

- I think I need you, baby

- What you know now

- Uh-huh

- To be real

Oooh

Your love's for real now

- [elevator dings]

- You know that your love

And my love

My love is here to stay

Let's get this party started right.

[scratching]

There he is, the big O.

- Sykes.

- Pound that dog. Pound it.

Oscar, raise the reef.

Raise the reef, buddy.

- Uh, yeah...

- Oh, yeah. Hot.

Yeah, that's pretty...

Come on, cabbage patch.

Cabbage patch.

Come on, cabbage patch.

Cabbage patch.

- Angie, you made it.

- Wait, you're gonna break my gift.

Come on. You didn't have to get

me anything. What'd you get me?

What does every bachelor pad need?

A lava lamp?

How did you know l love lava lamps?

You know what, l'm gonna put it

right here next to my other one.

Hey, come on, Ang. l wanna show you

the best thing about this place.

- How great is this view?

- Top of the reef. lt's amazing.

- l know. lt's beautiful, right?

- Like you...

Like you... your new apartment.

lt's... wow. Awesome.

What l'm trying to say

is that l'm proud of you.

Yeah. lt was nothing, really, you know.

Hey... Hey, oh, you know what,

wait right here. Don't move.

l'll be right back.

Girl, you are gonna flip.

- l'm back.

- You're back.

You know what, Ang?

Where l am right now,

this whole new life l got...

All my dreams comin' true...

ln a weird kinda way...

Well, l never

could've done it without you.

Oh, sure you could.

Well, probably not. [chuckles]

Ang. Here.

Oh! Oscar!

l know. l know.

l'm just sorry that it took so long.

That's okay.

Bam! Huh?

My grandmother's pearl.

With interest.

Now, l don't forget anything,

- and l never forget who my friends are.

- Oh!

[both chuckle]

Ang, l...

[Lola] Oh, hi.

[Lola] Oh, hi.

l'm not interrupting something, am l?

- Yes, we're talking.

- No.

Hey, Lola. Wow. You're here.

- [clears throat]

- Oh.

You, er, you gotta come best

my meet friend, Angie.

Uh, uh, eat my best men, Wangie...

Your best friend? Oh, that's sweet.

So you won't mind

if l steal him for a while, will you?

[music plays in background]

So, look who's a somebody after all.

- Well, you know...

- [male fish] Sharks!

On the... on the edge of the reef!

Th.. Th... They're great whites!

Sharks. Okay, everybody go home

to your loved ones,

spend the last few hours

that you have with each other.

Oh...

l mean...

That's the way

it used to be around here.

We'd have been all scrambling

for cover and stuff,

- but not since Oscar came to town.

- [cheering]

So, Lola, baby, just wait here

and l'm gonna be right back.

l'm gonna go

take care of these sharks.

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