My manager and I are now prepared to take your questions.

Oscar, are you going to continue working here at the Wash?

Please, I barely work here now.

Keep it up, kid. You're slayin' 'em.

No. He's slayin' sharks.

Hey, that's good. That's good, I like that.

Oscar the Sharkslayer.

Whoa! A sharkslayer.

You heard it here first.

From now on, any shark tries to bother this reef, it's his funeral.

Nomine Patri, et Filii, et Spiritus Sancti.

I could fly higher than an eagle

If you are the wind beneath my wings

- Frankie, we'll miss you. - To Frankie.

It's a terrible thing, Don Lino. Everybody loved Frankie.

May whoever did this die a thousand deaths.

May his stinking, maggot-covered corpse rot in the fiery depths of hell.

Thank you for your kind thoughts, Giuseppe.

Oh, and may Lenny be found safe and sound too. Hope he's okay.

Oh, Lenny...