Beachgoer: "It's going to kill us. It's gonna kill you and then it's gonna kill me. He's gonna kill us."
Surfer: "Just be glad it's all right."
Beachgoer: "It's gonna jump."
Surfer: "Make up your mind. Is it going to jump, or is it gonna kill us?
Beachgoer: "First it's gonna jump. And then it's gonna kill us."
Surfer: "Will you just relax, mon? It's not gonna kill us. My father is a television repairman. He's got all kinds of tools. We can save this shark."
Beachgoer: "We can't save this shark, man."
Surfer: "We can save it."
(Unfortunately the shark died the next day.)
Bo Dereks tits.
All right!
Antoine: It's climin' in your windows, snatching your people up!
Shark rape is the dolphins' hobby of choice.
Better hide your squids, hide your tripe.
We got your blowhole prints, homebouy.
Dave Bry is owning the Fifth of August, 2010.
seconded
Forealz.
freealzedagain
Wow. Thank you, guys!
I just saw Fast Times *for the first time in my life* this week. Honestly? Eh. Not my generation.
It's beached as, bro.
The lady will have the mako with white clam sauce and a coke with no ice.
Marvelous.
Sadly, unlike Brooke Shields, there's very little reward money for saving sharks. (Although these days Van Halen probably plays for a lot less.)
I went surfing in Australia and I all got were these lousy shark jaws.