Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

A romantic meal, eh?
What if they're mating?
Here, I brought you something.
Now beat it! Boo!
You just crushed seven of our babies!
I need a mate who's within squirting distance.
We're three friends at the beach!
Nobody knows!
Well, nice try. Better luck next season.
That bloated Casanova gets all the ladies!
or by detecting variations in earth's magnetic field.
Wait, there she is!
insuring your world, and its destruction.
No, thanks.
Narrator: The female conveys her receptivity
So am I!
it might as well be 200 feet.
the young salmon are ready
You go, beachmaster!
Goodbye!
I'm lonesome.
Narrator: And so, with the threat
the cliff of the waters.
Narrator: With the beachmaster occupied,
Narrator: With no hope of defeating the beachmaster,
Should we say something?
Ah!
It's so unfair.
Under
than the Pinta island tortoise.
And it begins with me.
Narrator: The dominant male, or beachmaster,
to depths few other mammals can reach.
No.