Paul Frees credited as playing...
Crusty
- [Crusty and Limpet are swimming into a sunken ship]
- Crusty: Hey, don't go moseyin' around in this thing's innards. No wonder this thing died! Look at all the kind of stuff it ate!
- Crusty: Jumping St. Elmo's fire! Who in blue blazes invited you in here?
- Henry Limpet: Huh? Who? What is it?
- Crusty: Slammin' right into my private quarters. Come about and stand by for action, you four-eyed flounder!
- Henry Limpet: Say, you're talking to me.
- Crusty: You bet your binnacle I'm talking to you, matey! Now, hoist your tail and git!
- Henry Limpet: I'm a Limpet. Henry Limpet from Brooklyn. You know, Flatbush.
- Crusty: I've seen flat fish, but I've never seen no four-eyed flat bush.
- Henry Limpet: Well, I'm not really a fish. I-I-I'm a man. Or, I was a man until quite recently.
- Crusty: Listen, Flatbush, anything I hate, it's a smart-aleck fish.
- Crusty: Gotta hand it to you, Flatbush. That whale-bustin' noise of yours is really somethin'! I guess that long-legged blob of shrimp bait'll think twice before he fools with *us* again.
- Henry Limpet: I didn't mean to barge in on you, but a shark was chasing me.
- Crusty: Shark! Jumpin' jellyfish! You just swing about and let that shark chase you full speed away from here!
- Crusty: You mean to say that blast came out of you? Why, you loudmouth son of a bellerin' barracudi! That belch of yours like to capsize me in the backwash! If you sound off like that again, I swear I'll - batten your gills and lower the *boom* on ye.
- Henry Limpet: It's only a mirror. It's - me. So, that's what I look like.
- Crusty: Well, swab my scuppers. Another Flatbush!
- Henry Limpet: I'm not a bad-looking fish at that. Really, a pretty unique specimen.
- Crusty: You got a couple of good points, lad, but beauty ain't one of 'em.
- Henry Limpet: Look at that strong gill structure. And did you ever see such a fine dorsal formation? But maybe I'm a freak! Am I gonna be like this for just a little while or always? I'm probably the only one of my kind. Oh, if only there was another fish like me. Even just one! Someone who would understand me.
- Henry Limpet: I can't ask you to risk your life for me.
- Crusty: Risk my life? Hold everything. Maybe I ought to put on somethin' more torpedi-proof.
- Crusty: Alight, cast off. Full speed ahead. No, hard aport. Full reverse. Come about full, then steady as she goes.
- Crusty: Slow down, gosh darn it. I ain't got the hang of steerin' you yet. Woah! Haul up your keel! Dang near shivered your timbers that time. Dagnab it!