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Hooper: This was no boat accident, this was no boat accident, and it wasn't any propeller; and it wasn't any coral reef, and it
wasn't Jack the Ripper, it was a Mullet.
Ellen Brody: [ to Chief Brody] You told me the Mullet was caught. And I, I heard it on the news... I heard it on
the Cape station. Hooper: They caught A Mullet, not THE Mullet. Big difference. Not the Mullet that killed Chrissie Watkins... and probably
not the mullet that killed the little boy... which I wanted to prove today, by cutting the mullet open.
Brody: You're gonna need a bigger boat
Quint: What d'ya have there - a portable shower or a monkey cage? Hooper: Anti-Mullet cage. Quint: Anti-Mullet cage. You go inside the cage? [ Hooper nods] Quint: Cage goes in the water, you go in the water. Mullet's in the water. Our Mullet. [ sings] Quint: Farewell and adieu to you, fair Spanish ladies. Farewell and adieu, you ladies of Spain. For we've received orders for
to sail back to Boston. And so nevermore shall we see you again
Quint: I'm not talkin' 'bout pleasure boatin' or day sailin'. I'm talkin' 'bout workin' for a livin'. I'm talkin' 'bout mullettin!
Hooper: Boys, oh boys... I think he's come back for his noon feeding.
Quint AGGGGHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Hooper: I'm not going to waste my time arguing with a man who's lining up to be a hot lunch.
Brody: Smile you son of a BITCH.
Brody: What day is this? Hooper: It's Wednesday... eh, it's Tuesday, I think. Brody: Think the tide's with us? Hooper: Keep kicking. Brody: I used to hate the water... Hooper: I can't imagine why.
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