Swamp Shark

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Relax, man.

Get over here now.

Come on, man.

It's the gator fest

kickoff party, dde.

Calm down, Scott.

I'll kick your ass in the bayou.

Leave it alone, Scott.

Let's go.

You know what?

I'm getting sick and tired...

Jack, your daddy's

going to hear about this.

Your mama and daddies

are going to get

some nice fat citations now

from all of you.

Okay, Jen c.

Bring it on in.

You read me? Bring it on in.

I can't wait to hear

what he's got to say.

Howdy.

Looks like you had

a rough night fishing.

Rough ain't the half of it.

Damn thing killed half my crew

before I could get it

in the tank.

What the hell's in that thing?

You pay me

to find exotic animals.

Pay me.

I'm sorry about your men.

Bring it all.

Got it.

How the hell you get

that thing in there?

Blood.

Put another strap on. Quick.

Hurry it up. Come on.

Move, move, move!

Come on. Move!

Move it. Move it. Move it!

Hurry! Get it going, now.

Don't say a word about this

to anyone.

Sure.

Get that truck out of here.

Right.

What a lousy way

to start the summer.

Krystal!

People are out of water.

Come on.

I'm coming.

That ain't part

of the alligator show

they got around here, is it?

So your friends dared you

to come and get...

My number?

Who was that?

Oh, come on, babe.

Flirting's part of the job.

You know I'm all yours.

Well, in that case,

then flirt away.

Whoo!

I hope you're all having

a good time

here at the gator shed.

Family owned and operated.

Always has been,

always will be.

And everything

that we make tonight

is to send her sister

to college.

Yeah.

She's the one

over by the fireplace

that's pretending

not to know me.

There she is. Hey, krystal.

- Okay, it is 6:
00...

- Right this way.

Here at the gator shed,

and that means only one thing.

Kill me now.

Who would bus the tables

for me?

Enjoy.

Thanks.

It is time...

To feed the gators!

Let's go!

Who wants to feed some gators?

Me!

Come on, now.

Who wants to feed some gators?

Me!

All right, that's better.

All righty.

Has a bite strength

of over 2,000 pounds

per square inch.

Its jaws...

Can literally

snap a man in half.

And not no little man like you.

big man like me.

Think your brother ever

gets scared of doing that?

No, he faced down

the scariest creature alive.

What's more dangerous

than a gator?

Well, a defensive lineman

from the New York giants.

Mm-hmm.

I'll show you.

You think he misses it?

What, being pummeled

so many times

that he can't walk

without a limp again?

Yeah, that's the one.

Yeah, he misses it.

An alligator,

he swallows his food whole.

His teeth don't chew.

He grabs on, spins around,

takes it down and drowns it,

and then swallows it.

Anyways, after graduation,

I'm out of here.

Can you run 30 Miles per hour?

Me neither,

and I'm pretty fast.

So I don't want to meet

one of these things

who starts chasing me.

Oop!

Cut Jackson off. He's wasted.

You got it, boss.

Ah, hey, mystery man.

Let me guess.

- Just coffee.

- Yeah.

You know, you come in here

every single day,

and you never order food.

I'm starting

to take it personally.

I like coffee.

This coffee?

Tastes good to me.

You know, I think

I've figured it out.

What's that?

You're a traveling

aluminum siding salesman.

- No.

- Okay.

Then I'm just going to have

to go with secret agent.

You were closer

the first time.

Name's Tommy, by the way.

So you have a name.

I'm Rachel.

I know.

I can feed them gators...

Come on, Jackson. That's it.

Okay, I'm sorry, folks.

Here you go.

Come on. Come on, Jackson.

People are trying

to have a good time...

hey.

All right. I'm sorry.

Come on, Jackson.

Get your hands off of me!

Look at you, Jackson.

I gotta go.

Come on, Jackson.

Swamp thing.

What kind of nature's that

anyway?

Aw, come on.

Can't play football...

mandling, head over

to the gator shed a. S..P.

We got called about a fight.

Copy that. We're on our way.

Come on, Jackson.

Jason! What are you doing?

Man, Jackson,

why'd you have to go

and do that?

Are you okay?

Did you see that?

Swamp thing

just knocked out Jackson.

Oh, boy.

Krystal, shut it down.

- Jackson, I'm sorry.

- You all right?

Yeah, I'm all right.

I'm all right.

It's just reaction.

I'm sorry.

Come on, buddy.

Let's go; Come on.

Come on, now. Rachel.

You mind stepping over here

a sec?

You have the right

to consult an attorney

before speaking to the police

and have an attorney present

during questioning.

If you cannot afford

an attorney,

one will be appointed to you

for questioning.

If you decide to answer

questions

without an attorney present,

you still have the right

to stop answering at any time.

Assault and battery, rach.

Doesn't look good.

Jackson was looking

for trouble.

It's not Jason's fault

that he found it.

You think any more

about what we talked about?

I have a boyfriend, sheriff.

I know, I know, you got

that bartender, Mr. flirty.

You going to let Jason go

or what?

Well, that all depends,

cupcake.

You going to have dinner

with me?

What if I told you

I'd think about it?

- Really?

- Yeah.

It might be nice.

Well, then I'd say that...

Maybe what happened here

was just...

little misunderstanding.

Little bit.

Thank you, sheriff.

Thank you.

Okay.

Let him go.

Yeah. Come on.

Get these things off me.

- Come on.

- How'd you do that?

What'd you say?

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