Steve Zissou: Don't point that gun at him, he's an unpaid intern.
Jane Winslett-Richardson: Are we - are we safe in here?
Steve Zissou: I doubt it.
Klaus Daimler: Do you still want to blow him up?
Steve Zissou: No, we're out of dynamite anyway.
Eleanor Zissou: It is beautiful Steve.
Steve Zissou: Yea, it's pretty good isn't
it... I wonder if it remembers me...
Steve Zissou: Supposedly Cousteau and his cronies invented the idea of putting walkie-talkies into the helmet. But we made ours with a special rabbit ear on the top so we could pipe in some music.
Ned Plimpton: Stevesy, what's going on? Are those hijackers?
Steve Zissou: Well, out here we call them "pirates," Ned.
Ned Plimpton: I've never seen so many electric jellyfish in all my life!
[Steve bursts to the surface from an underwater dive, shouting hysterically]
Klaus Daimler: Steve!
Steve Zissou: Vikram, is that thing rolling?
Klaus Daimler: Where's Esteban?
[Written text of what Steve is shouting rolls onto the screen as he speaks]
Steve Zissou: Encounter with highly abnormal
shark-like fish! Ten meters in length! Unfamiliar dorsal features! Spots all over it! I shot it dorsally with a homing dart!
[shouts]
Steve Zissou: Esteban was eaten!
Klaus Daimler: Is he dead?
Steve Zissou: Esteban was eaten! Check the scanning monitor before it dives too deep!
Klaus Daimler: He
was bitten?
Steve Zissou: Eaten!
Klaus Daimler: [shocked] He was swallowed whole?
Steve Zissou: No! *Chewed*!
Klaus Daimler: [to the camera] He's got hydrogen psychosis, the crazy-eye!
[camera zooms in on Steve's face - his eyes are dilated ridiculously large]
Klaus
Daimler: Steve! They say you've got crazy-eye!
[to the camera]
Klaus Daimler: Get him out of the fucking water!
Steve Zissou: [shouting] Check the scanning monitor!
Klaus Daimler: Steve!
[Klaus jumps into the water to get Steve, still wearing all of his normal clothes and not bothering to take his shoes
off]
Steve Zissou: [shouting] Esteban! Esteban! Esteban!
Eleanor Zissou: Your cat's dead.
Steve Zissou: What? Which one?
Eleanor Zissou: Marmalade. I'm sorry.
[lighting cigarette]
Steve Zissou: What happened?
Eleanor Zissou: A rattlesnake bit it in the throat.
Steve Zissou: [pause] Goddammit, Elanor, why do have
to say it like that? You couldn't try to break it a little bit nicer?
[Hennessey is playing poker with Filipinos who have kidnapped him and Zissou bursts into the room accidentally]
Alistair Hennessey: Steven, are you rescuing me?
[pause]
Alistair Hennessey: Fold.
[a pirate quickly shoots Hennessey in the chest, knocking him backwards in his chair and down to the floor - large gunfight begins]