:08:19
Maybe we ought to see
what she brought us.
:08:39
Hold on,
you son of a bitch!
:08:41
- What? What?
- Run with it!
:08:45
Hey, it's not Walter,
but he's related.
:08:48
Oh, you ugly old
son of a bitch!
:08:50
- San frantastic!
- I love you! I love you!
:08:53
Get the net, boy. We're gonna
have trout for dinner tonight.
:09:00
Not the little one.
The big one. It's in back of me.
:09:02
That ain't no stupid sunfish.
Oh, ho! Little baby.
:09:08
Wait a minute. Wait a minute.
Wait a minute. Oh, lovely!
:09:12
Get the net
down underneath him.
:09:14
- Slowly bring him up.
- Oh, wow.
:09:19
Look at that beauty.
Yes, sirree.
:09:21
Oh, ho!
:09:24
This is a trout.
:09:27
A rainbow trout.
:09:29
Good going, boy!
:09:36
Norman, we've caught
eight million fish.
:09:37
- Are you sure none of these is Walter?
- Yep. Walter is humongous.
:09:43
Those fish you got there
are little mothers.
:09:45
They're disgusting
little mothers.
:09:48
You got something
against fish guts, boy?
:09:52
Hey, Norman, can I
ask you somethin'?
:09:54
- How did you get Ethel, anyway?
- What?
:09:57
I sent away
for her.
:09:58
- Two box tops from Quaker Oats.
- Come on.