 Oh, you're doing such a nice job with your yard, Rocco. I was wondering, perhaps you'd like to earn a few extra bucks helping me with some odd jobs. I could really use a man around the house today. Well, actually, Mrs. Bighead, I've got quite a lot to do around here, and I've only... No! Now's good. My shorts are chafing me. Heifer, you're here to lose that big gut. Not eat. The more I eat, the more weight I get to lose. Me blubbers slapping me in the face. If only I could go to the sea gym and lose some of this foulest dopamine stern. Oh, my God. Did you hear about the evil Tula? He was rotten to the elbow core. Your fish stories got me in their stitches. Oh, boy, that's a good one there. That does work. Easy now. Easy. Hey, guys, you'll never guess what I found. My watch. Can you believe my luck? Imagine an entire ocean, and it comes back to me. What are the odds of that? It feels like a big one! And I says, look, you green hand, are you going to take this gold in your... Goes good with your hat. A heel of my boot. Me, Marlon Spike, right up his nose. Davey Reel's been as sure as St. Elmo, right there in front of me. You seen anybody who works here? I work here. You? Well, yeah, okay. Me and my brothers are in the market for a book called Snow Bunny in her Seven Short Heirs. Got a copy? Here you go, mate. Thanks a lot, Pee Wee. Call me Shorty. I know I'm vertically challenged. I don't need an L telling me. Yes, Rocco, let's work early. I'll have to duck his pay.