Gator Page #2

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I can't.

- What?

- I said, I can't, sir!

- Sheriff, head the boat towards the marker.

- Can't do that, Mr. Greenfield.

We'll have to go around.

I said turn the boat towards

the gosh damn marker!

Right.

- Hate to lose a load to those bloodsuckers.

- We won't.

Looks like they're serious this time.

- I'll give 'em a run for their money.

- Do that.

Don't you worry, Suzie.

They ain't gonna catch your pappy.

I ain't worried, Grandpa.

If they get too close,

Gator'll hit that jet in his boat...

make 'em think they've

been hit by a tidal wave.

- So don't worry.

- I ain't worried, Grandpa.

If they get too close, I'll shoot

'em in the butt with a full load...

if they mess with us. So don't worry.

- I ain't worried, Grandpa.

- I am!

They're bombing us now.

It's the first time they've done that.

You did it.

You can't get it off.

What does it mean, you can't get it off?

It means we're gonna be here for a while.

Maybe you'd like to call a cab.

A cab.

Cute.

Sir, did you fire that shotgun?

It went off accidental while I was

cleaning it. While I was fishing.

You're a liar, Pop.

- Now take it easy, Tom.

- Don't you call me no liar.

I'll shove this shotgun up your butt!

Get over there!

Don't let him talk like that

in front of my granddaughter.

You rat-faced bastard!

- Take it easy, Bob.

- Don't you hit that child!

I'm not gonna hit her.

I just don't want to feed her.

We got the old man and the

girl over here. This is Cobia 2.

Ned McKlusky, you're under arrest.

You have the right to remain silent...

Stop that!

Boat 4 and 5, come in.

What've you got for me?

This is Boat 4.

I'm here with Boat 5.

We got nothing.

It's quiet.

Quiet as a church.

Pretty, too.

That son of a gun

disappeared into thin air.

This if Officer Talmadge

in Boat number 5.

That ain't no ordinary

boat he's got there.

Got some kind of damn rocket on it.

Oh, sh*t!

Boat 6, come in.

What have you got for me, Boat 6?

This is Boat 6.

Boat 9, come in.

Can anybody hear me up there?

This is the chopper. We got him spotted.

We got him! Damn it, we got him now!

I'm bringing him in!

Chopper, sit down on him!

Do what?

Sit down on him!

Doesn't anybody up there speak English?

Can't you read my lips?

We'll have him in the

chopper in a second.

Oh, my God, he's getting away!

After him, Bo!

What the hell's going on?

Have you got him, or not?

We temporarily lost him.

10...

come in.

It sounds like old Gator's coming.

I guess I better wake up.

Seeing as it's 9:00,

I'll keep on walking.

Fish ain't biting on this side.

Oh, Lord.

That's some Gator!

Come in, chopper!

Don't tell me!

- Sounds like he got the chopper.

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