Quint: Well, Hoop, now, listen. I, I don't know about that but I ended an arm
wrestling contest in an Oke bar in San Francisco. You see this? Now I can't
extend that, do you know why? Get to the semi-final, celebrating my third
wife Demise, big Chinese fella, he pulled me right over! Ha!
Hooper: Look at that. It's a bull shark. He s--, he scraped me when I was
taking samples.
Quint: I got somethin' for ya. That's the thrasher. You see that? Chief,
thrasher's tail. Scewp!
Martin: Thrasher?
Hooper: It's a shark!
Quint: Do you want a drink? Drink to your leg?
Hooper: I'll drink to your leg.
Quint: Okay, so we drink to our legs! Ha ha ha!
Hooper: I got the creme de la creme. Right here. Hold on. Yeah, you see that?
Martin: You're wearing a sweater.
Hooper: Right there. Mary Ellen Moffit. She broke my heart.