Tentacoli Page #5

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Maybe you'd better

not feed them for a while.

I have a feeling the octopus

won't come back to his lair anymore.

He'll be there.

But all octopi, large or small,

have a sense of foresight.

He won't come back.

This one's very special.

This one has tasted blood.

This one thinks he's stronger.

It's an animal.

Disturbed by man's stupidity.

Summer.

She's an animal, too.

No. Listen to her.

Listen to the way she talks to me.

Winter.

Hey...

You remember

a couple years ago...

no, no, no.

That was before you came.

See, when I first

started training, two years ago...

well, it sounded

like a... a squeal.

And then a whistle.

And then last year...

it sounded more

like a murmur or a groan.

I understand them.

They understand me.

Sometimes they're

a little unpredictable.

I mean, how do they tell you

the octopus is there?

You remember I told you,

a long time ago,

that a killer whale had a brain

about as large as a human being?

And they're in contact

with two different worlds.

One, the air that they breath.

Two, the sea from where they came.

From where they feed.

From where the enemy is at.

And now...

my enemy.

Will, you never told me why

you called them Summer and Winter.

Is that when you caught them?

I met Vicky in the summer...

and married her in the winter.

I guess you know now...

why I brought you here.

I wanted to tell you more about it.

But...

There have been

many people that died.

I've lost a loved one.

I need your help...

more now than ever.

I remember the times

when I was training you.

People used to call you killers.

They used to call me that

on the streets.

Doesn't mean nothing.

You have more...

more love... in your heart...

more affection than any

human being I ever met.

But now, I...

I can't ask anybody else.

So I'm asking you

to help me kill this octopus.

I hope you understand that.

I know I'm in your environment.

I don't want it this way.

But if I release you

and you go away...

I want you to know

that I'll understand.

All right. Enough said.

I gotta go now.

If you feel anything,

you talk to me.

You make some noises.

I know people

think we're crazy.

Maybe we are.

Maybe we are.

Sh*t!

Son of a b*tch!

The whales!

Well, at least they're alive.

Yeah... but they're leaving.

All right, Mike. This is it.

Let's go get him.

The wind's sure picking up.

- How are you feeling?

- Well, I've had better days.

It's our third day out.

- What do we do?

- Well...

- Keep looking?

- You know, Mike...

I've been thinking about...

Africa.

I've been thinking about...

going on a safari.

You know. Dry land.

Find some elephants,

tigers, lions.

- No sea lions.

- Not a bad idea, Will.

I'll go along with you.

Nothing holding us back now.

We already reported

the octopus as dead.

We might even ask Mr, Turner

to come along with us...

as long as he

don't ask his sister.

Right.

It's just my imagination.

It couldn't be.

It's not! They're coming back!

Yeah, Summer and Winter!

Come on, baby!

Come on!

Hey! Come on!

- When you gonna get out of my life?!

- That's right!

- Over here!

- Come on, baby!

Come on!

Come on, wave back! Wave back!

How do you like that?!

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