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DAVE:
I woulda' taken that bastard.

JOHN:
Dave, how old are you?

DAVE:
Thirty-two.

JOHN:
Ya' ever gonna' grow a dick and go out with Anne?

DAVE:
I have to stay celibate for the hunt.

CHARLIE:
Oh man...

DAVE:
Why don't you guys just shut the hell up and mind your own business.

JOHN:
She's got a masters degree...  She ain't gonna' go out with you.

MELVIN:
Cool it guys.  Just stop.

DAVE:
You're an ass, ya' know that John?

CHARLIE:
Jesus Christ kids.  We got a lot of goddamn stuff ta' get done out here.

MELVIN:
Gotta' figure who's gonna' sew the mouth shut.

DAVE:
Sew the mouth shut?

CHARLIE:
Somebody's gotta' get in the water right?

MELVIN:
Yep, someone's gotta' sew the mouth shut so it don't sink.

(
Pause.  No response.  They continue to row for a moment.)

Okay guys, how about this...  Practice run.  We see a whale, what do we do?

DAVE:
Whale off starboard!

JOHN:
Which way is starboard?

MELVIN:
It doesn't matter, we...

DAVE:
It's that way.

JOHN:
Well, why didn't you say that?

DAVE:
'Cause we're in a boat and we have to talk boat talk.

CHARLIE:
I don't see why we gotta' talk boat talk...

DAVE:
We're not gonna' get a whale if we're talking land talk.

MELVIN:
Gentlemen, we're trying...

JOHN:
Just like Dave to talk all fancy on us.

DAVE:
It's not fancy. It's educated.

JOHN:
It ain't educated.  It's tryin' to be better'n us...  You a goddamn greasy spoon cook.
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