A (dead) great white shark has washed up on a Nantucket Beach, according to the Boston Globe and the Executive Office of Energy and Environmental Affairs.
The carcass is the first to wash up on a Mass. beach in two decades.
The discovery of the young female shark follows a possible sighting by lifeguards last week on Martha's Vineyard's South Beach. Another sighting reported at the Vineyard's State Beach turned out to be a hoax.
So, you know? Where's there's a female shark there may also be ... little, biddy, budding big bad sharks. Not to be a living version of Chief Brody, but I would keep my eyes peeled while swimming or boating. They can jump up into boats, you know (did you not see the movie???).
Since I was (again) unable to upload the video from YouTube, check it out here.
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Jaws and Zoning
QUINT'S HOUSE - DAY
Brody and Hooper are approaching Quint's house. They enter
through the big wooden doors, into another circle of Hell.
Smoke and steam from two big oil drums sitting over fires
fills the air. Quint and his mate, Herschel, are grinding
pieces of pilot whale into chum. The whale lies bloody on
the floor, its ruined carcass adding to the stench of other
sharks being boiled in the drums, their tails suspended in
the air.
Diesel fumes and decay fill the air, and tools, ropes, broken
bits of iron and engine parts litter the floor. Wall hangings
of rope and floats, and buoys, barrels, tackle and gear all
conspire to frame the killing floor.
Brody and Hooper navigate the obstacle course.
BRODY
This has got to be one big
violation...
HOOPER
(handling some gear)
This is quite a place.
QUINT'S VOICE
Keep your hands off my stuff.
He emerges from the steam and smoke.
QUINT
Did you bring a check?
BRODY
What?
QUINT
Cash? Or do we do this on a handshake
and a promise?
BRODY
I'm authorized by the township of
Amity to hire you as an independent
contractor. We'll meet your price.
$10,000.
QUINT
And my regular daily rate -- $200,
whether we catch him or not.
BRODY
You got it.
QUINT
And incidental damages, if any...
BRODY
You got it.
QUINT
And you get the Mayor off my back
with this zoning crap. Nobody tells
me how to run my property.
BRODY
You got it.
QUINT
And, uh, a case of apricot brandy
and you buy the lunch.
BRODY
Two cases. And dinner when you land.
QUINT
(pours drink)
Try some of this. I made it myself.
Brody tastes.
QUINT
Here's to swimmin' with bowlegged
women.
Ed,
Oh! So THAT'S how it works! Thanks; I'd forgotten all about that scene ...
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