Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

I think you should.
(Philip) Killing is guaranteed press.
Whoo!
(Woman) See that big guy? He gets knocked on his ass every time.
(Mike, Sean shouting, indistinct)
- (Muffled thud) - Now what?
- Hey, you all right? - Yeah. Yeah. Fine.
L-I'll be in the Control Room.
I hope she made it.
a complex of underwater tunnels that show you first-hand
That's all. There is no more.
please follow your guides, and they will point out
- N-no, I hate the ocean. - Aww! Hey, I've got a better idea.
(Mechanical whirring)
(Muffled) Come on!
(Kelly yelling, indistinct)
(Chuckles)
I can guarantee you media coverage.
Mr Bullhorn sees all, knows all!
No. Boy, come on!
'... while alone, is a predator... '
Quickly. Come on. Get out of the way!
Here's the ladder. Hold on.
What about the pumps?
You hear me? I don't mean him any harm!
Here you go, sir.
The tide might have pulled him out, but his body should have shown up.
Good. Rig the winch on that work boat up there.
- Think you can handle that? - On overtime, maybe.
You crazy?
(Technician) They're testing the lifeline to see if it's secure.
Come here, kiddo. That's the feeding place.
Tube integrity has been compromised. We've got leakage and pressure loss.
- (Kelly screeches) - Here, take this.
(Kay grunting)
Well, that's why he goes to school in Colorado.
- (Croaks) - (Man gasps)
(Laughs)
(Reporters chattering, indistinct)
(Dan) Kathy.
(Thud)
We're gonna meet him at the main gate.
'That's Dr Morgan and assistant members of our staff.
- (Kay) You cheater! - (Screams)
close the gates and then dispose of him at our leisure.
Not on my say-so. He was supposed to knock off.
Oh. Push. Push.
Mike. Mike! The dolphins!
Down, Danny. Down, down. That's it.
You know what I never understood? Why did you ram that Japanese whaler?
(People gasping)
the most convenient and accessible exits.
Bad luck.
Batteries are fully charged, Mike.
then the watertight doors will open up, then people go home.
Ladies and gentlemen, Mr Philip FitzRoyce, with a capital R,
Two beers. So, you work at the park, huh?
He left his passport and his... and his credit cards.
Well, gentlemen.
Say "hi" to your new friend.
Oh, my God!
You know, sharks don't like that.
- Ooh! - (Laughs)
I don't go in the water. (Laughs awkwardly)
(Gate motor whirring)
- How much longer, sweetie? - I don't know.
(Squeaking)
Getting cold feet?
No?