Humanoids from the Deep

You know it's almost not worth going out anymore,

given the fact that salmon all but disappeared.

I'd be happy with a good tuna fish.

Salmon.

Huh?

Something else isn't scaring the fish,

that'll do it for sure, huh, Tommy?

Hey, how's the beard, Deke?

Oh, it's starting to itch real good, Tommy.

We're in for big run.

But don't shave that shaggy mess until

we've filled all our holds, okay?

You got it!

Morning, Hank.

Hey, Jimbo.

Perfect day, right?

Well,

damn near perfect.

Hey, Johnny.

You going' out today?

Jim, their ain't enough fish out there

for me to pay for my gas.

If you get that cannery inside two or three years,

there ain't gonna be any fish at all.

Canneries mean progress for towns like ours.

And progress means money.

See, you and your people, you don't understand that.

I'll tell you one thing,

you're not gonna stand in our way.

That's what Custer said, Slattery.

I know.

You won the battle but we won the war.

All right, boys!

Let's kick ass!

A lot of Salmon out there with Slatery's name on it,

let's go!

Okay, Jackie, turn it on!

Come on, Jackie, get on the winch, now!

Okay, Pop.

I think we got something, Harry.

Sure, looks like it.

Yes sir, we have got a catch.

Jesus, do we got a catch!

Look like we got ourselves some big ones, Deke.

Goddamn it, now what?!

Outta gas, Pop.

Outta gas?

You mean to tell me, you been out here all day,

and you didn't even check the gas

in the goddamn winch motor?

Sorry, Pop.

Aw, come on now, sorry doesn't get it, son?

So get it filled up for me, will ya?

Quick!

Smitty!

Get the engine started.

Let's try to hook this thing up to the

stern cleats here, what do you think?

Hey, get that engine moving'!

Smitty, what the hell are you doing' up there?

There's no oil pressure, Deke.

I guess the damn pumps finally gone out.

Oh Shit!

Why me?!

We gotta get this up, it's tearing under pressure.

Oh, jeez, did you hear that, it's gonna break it!

Hey, forget that over there, Jackie!

Just come and give us a hand here now!

Come on!

Start it up faster, then we can get it in!

Come on, boy, get further down!

Reach over and pull!

Come on, Jackie, pull it!

We gotta get the pressure off this boom!

Jackie!

Give me a hook!

Mayday! Mayday, this is the Buck-o, we're in trouble!

Grab hold, Jackie, grab hold!

I gotta save my boy!

I gotta get in there! Deke!

I gotta save my kid!

I gotta get in there!

Deke!

Deke, there is nothing you can do.

I don't see anyone in the water.

Start her up, call the Coast Guard.

Well go on.

Ha, ha!

I got ya!

Boats don't just blow up for no reason at all, Jim.

Buck-O leaked oil like a sieve, Hank.

You make it damned easy to rig an explosion?

Big companies don't like to settle into towns

where things like this keep happening.

And there's some around here don't want a cannery.

Well what do you mean by that, Hank?

Do you think Johnny's involved in this?

Hank, something scared them.

They were shooting at something and it wasn't Johnny Eagle.

What is it?

What's the matter with him?

Baron, come over here.

Well, go on, sick 'em, sick 'em!

He okay?

Most likely.

Come on, Baron.

Come on, boy.

Baron?

Baron, where are you?

Come on, Baron.

Baron, what's wrong?

Hey Jim, come here a minute.

Oh God, what do you think that is?

I do not know.

Never seen it anywhere before.

Goes off that way.

Let's follow it.

Yeah.

Baron!

Hey!

Come on, Baron, come on, boy.

Baron!

Baron!

Come on, Baron.

Where are you, boy?

Baron!

Hey, pup!

Hey, screw the festival with wives and kids.

What we need is a private little party.

All this booze and some of them hot numbers

from over there in Humble County.

Sure!

Find out and use your ass for salmon bait, boy!

Hell, the fish would migrate to Atlanta.

Hey, come on, will you knock that shit off!

My lady come and she'll come kick my ass.

Well, that changes enough, let's open dinner for all of us!

Ah, let's put that trail wack.

I got ice melting in the hold.

Baron!

Come here, boy!

Baron!

Baron!

No way!

Hey, asshole!

That's funny.

The only dog left alive is the Indians'.

Boys, we got ourselves a problem.

Hello?

Oh.

Linda, hi.

No, nothing, I just got kinda startled.

I was hearing some noises.

Yeah, I'm ready, when are you coming over?

All right, see ya.

Bye-bye.

What the hell are you doing?

You asshole!

The back door was locked,

I thought I'd come in the side door.

You know, you could have been stabbed?

Well, if you had done that,

you couldn't do this.

You know what I think, I'm just a little too scared.

Besides, Tom and Linda are gonna be here any minute now.

You know what I mean?

Good evening, Mayor.

Why, hi Jim, Carol.

Nice seeing' you.

Hey, when we gonna get some duck hunting' in, young fella?

I just lost my dog.

Oh, sorry, where's your husband?

God only knows.

Him and the boys took off 20 minutes ago.

Hi.

Hey, Jenny.

You been drinking?

Sure I've been drinking.

Come on in.

Come on or we'll miss the dancing.

Yeah, and the beer.

To hell with the beer, will you?

Hey, what's this, gin?

Yep. You remembered.

All right.

Thanks, folks.

Thanks.

Now, before Jo Williams

and her Whitewater Boys get going again,

I want to introduce you to some very important visitors

to this year's festival.

From Canco Incorporated, their President,

Mr. Charles Borden.

And his special assistant, Mr. James Edwards,

and their associate, Dr. Susan Drake.

Thanks, folks.

Really.

Here comes the pitch.

Now, before the fun starts, I just want to say

that we at Canco are 100% behind you and your town