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All right, we're here, dudes! Get ready! Your exit's coming up, man! Where? I don't see it! Right there! I see it! I see it! The swirling vortex of terror? - That's it, dude. - Of course it is. OK, first, find your exit buddy. Do you have your exit buddy? Yes! Squirt give you a rundown of proper exiting technique. Good afternoon! We'll have a great jump today! OK, crank a hard cutback as you hit the wall. There's a screaming bottom turn, so watch out! Remember- rip it, roll it, and punch it! He's trying to speak to me, I know it! You're really cute, but I don't know what you're saying! Say the first thing again. OK, Jellyman! Go, go, go!
Finding Nemo
50.3s
- OK, let's go. - No, no. Bad trench. Come on, we'll swim over this thing. Whoa, partner. Little red flag going up. Something's telling me to swim through it, not over it. Are you looking at this thing? It's got death written all over it. I really, really, really think we should swim through. And I'm really, really done talking about this. Over we go. - Trust me on this. - Trust you? Yes, trust. It's what friends do. Look! Something shiny! - Where? - It just swam over the trench. - Come on, we'll follow it! - OK! Boy, it sure is clear up here. Exactly. And look at that- there's the current. We should be there in no time. Hey, little guy. You wanted to go through the trench. I shall call him Squishy, and he shall be mine. And he shall be my Squishy. Come here, Squishy. Come here, little Squishy.
Finding Nemo
25.3s
Gill? Hey, Sharkbait. I'm sorry I couldn't stop the- No, I'm the one who should be sorry. I was so ready to get out... so ready to taste that ocean... I was willing to put you in harm's way to get there. Nothing should be worth that. I'm sorry I couldn't get you back to your father, kid.
Finding Nemo
2m59s
No offense, kid, but you're not the best swimmer. He's fine. He can do this. So, Sharkbait, what do you think? Let's do it. I'm going to P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney. Where are you going? I'm going to P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney. If you ask where I'm going... I'll tell you that's where I'm going. It's P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney. Where? I'm sorry, I didn't hear you. P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney. Excuse me. Hi. Do you know how to get- Hello? Whoa. Wait. Can you tell me- Hey! Hold it! I'm trying to talk to you! Fellas, come back here. One quick question. I need to- And they're gone again. P. Sherman, 42 Wallaby Way, Sydney. Why do I have to tell you over and over again? I'll tell you again. I don't get tired of it- - OK, all right. - Huh? - Here's the thing. - Uh-huh. I think it's best if I carry on from here by... by myself. OK. - You know, alone. - Uh-huh. Without-without- I mean, not without you. But I don't want you... with me. - Huh? - Am I... I don't want to hurt your feelings. - You want me to leave? - I mean, not-Yes. I just can't afford any more delays... and you're one of those fish that cause delays. Sometimes it's a good thing. There's a whole group of fish. They're delay fish. You mean... You mean you don't like me? No, of course I like you. It's because I like you I don't want to be with you. It's a complicated emotion. - Ohh! - Don't cry. I like you. Hey, you! Lady, is this guy bothering you? Um... I don't remember. Were you? No, no, no, no, no. We're just- Do you guys know how I can get to- Look, pal, we're talking to the lady, not you. Hey, hey. You like impressions? Mm-hmm. Just like in rehearsals, gentlemen. So what are we? Take a guess. Oh, oh. I've seen one of those. I'm a fish with a nose like a sword. - Wait, wait, um- - It's a swordfish! Hey, clown boy, let the lady guess. Where's the butter? Ooh! It's on the tip of my tongue! - Lobster. - Saw that! Lots of legs! Live in the ocean. - Clam! - Close enough! Oh, it's a whale of a tale I'll tell you, lad... They're good. Will somebody please give me directions?! - Ha ha ha ha ha! - I'm serious! Blah blah blah, me, me, blah! Blah blah blah, me, me, me! Thank you. Oh, dear. Hey! Hey, come back! - Hey, what's the matter? - What's the matter? While they're doing their silly little impressions... I am miles from home with a fish that can't remember her name! I bet that's frustrating. Meanwhile, my son is out there. - Your son Chico? - Nemo? But it doesn't matter because no fish... in this entire ocean is going to help me. Well, I'm helping you. Wait right here.
Finding Nemo