A Farewell of Arms/Transcript
(All of the snorks are racing seahorses inside the indoor Snorkland Stadium)
Casey: Hey, why don't we play a game of underwater polo?
(They agree with her - soon enough, they're playing underwater polo - Occy cheers for them in the audeince)
Junior: Way to go, Jojo!
Jojo: Nothing to it!
(Occy's cheering for them in the empty audeince)
Junior: *grabs the ball from Allstar* Out of my way, plankton feet, this goal is mine!
(He knocks Casey off her seahorse, so Occy tries saving her when another pair of octopus tentacles catches her)
Casey: Gee Mister, thanks. That could've been a nasty spill.
Quarterpus: Hey, snorkaroos, anything happenin' around here?
Allstar: Well not much at the moment.
Daffney: You're not from around here, are you?
Quarterpus: No way, Jose, I am from beyond the Great Coral Cassom. They call me, a Quarterpus.
Junior: Oh yeah, and why's that?
Quarterpus: I can tell time all sorts of different ways. I can tell ya if it's a quarter to, a quarter after, or just right on the hour.
Casey: Oh wow!
Quarterpus: But at the moment, I'm lookin for somethin to do.
Allstar: What is it that you do, do?
Quarterpus: Oh anything, as long as it's a blast. *he juggles some puffers* Did you ever hear the one about the whale and the mino, who opened a shoe store together? Their motto was, "One size fits all."
Junior: Hey, neat! Now that's incredible!
Daffney: Yeah, he's wonderful.
Junior: Hey, why don't you try juggling while standing on your head?
Quarterpus: You got it! *does it for them*
Allstar: You're incredible!
Junior: Boy, if he gets any better, I just might take down my Bruce Shrimpsteen posters!
Quarterpus: Hey, it's good to be around folks who can recognize talent when they see it. *Occy demands a fight with him* You and me? One on one? Alright, kid, you're on!
Junior: This, I gotta see.
(After they race each other, Quarterpus juggles more plates)
Quarterpus: Doesn't get a touch for a tough job.
Snorks: Yay, Quarterpus!
(Occy tries this, but fails)
Quarterpus: Anyone for tennis? *Occy joins* How about you play on my side, Junior?
Junior: You bet, Quarterpus!
Quarterpus: Good, I could use someone to fetch balls for me.
Junior: Holy moly, the guy's incredible!
(Occy's playing by himself yet again)
Quarterpus: How about some baseball? *they play together* Piece of cake!
(They play indoor baseball together)
Junior: Wow, the fastest triple play on record!
Allstar: Come on, Occy, bases are loaded!
(Junior hits the ball and occy catches it, but no one seems to notice)
Quarterpus: *juggles three yo-yo's at once* Hey guys, did you ever hear the story about the sea otter and the banana fish who went to court?
Daffney: *laughs* I don't think so.
Quarterpus: The judge agreed that he shouldn't otter do it, but the banana feesh act peeled! *laughs*
Tooter: *cheers for him*
Allstar: This Quarterpus is the most talented guy I've ever seen.
Quarterpus: *to Occy* Nice try, kid, you had a few good moves there. *laughs*
Allstar: Hey, I got a nickname for this crazy guy?
Allstar: He should be called "Superpus!"
Junior: Yeah, he does twice as much as Occy with half as many arms!
(Occy hears this and swims out of the stadium)
Quarterpus: *after he juggles three balls at the same time* Hey, you know what? What you guys need is a conk band!
Daffney: You mean like, for music?
Quarterpus: Yeah, then you could really boogie.
Casey: Well, we don't have any musical conk fields around here.
Quarterpus: *laughs* No problem! I know just where to get the best conks you ever heard! Come on, follow me!
(as the follow him, Corky's outside doing his Snork Patrol duties)
Corky: The Snork Patrol's common vigual must never seize if Snorkland's peace is to be preserved. *gasps* Great Neptune! Some weird sort of sea monster is approaching! *a giant conk attached to a crane comes down* And it seems to be - feeding! I'll have to think quickly! Oh no, it's headed right for my sub! Haha, oh, scared, are you? My goodness, what a dastardly defecit of the deep! Someone must warn the residents of Snorkville about this ravenous creature! This looks liek a job for *horn* the Snork Patrol! That's me. *goes off back into town*
(the snorks still follow Quarterpus)
Quarterpus: Where I'm taking you, you'll find conks that'll be able to play every key under the sea.
Junior: *plays it with his snork* Okay, as long as I occasionally get to horn in with the trumpet conk solo!
Allstar: Why stop now?
Quarterpus: You guys will love playing in the conk band - especially with me as conductor!
(Occy's playing cards by himself then gets really bored)
Quarterpus: Here you go, Jojo. Here's a perfect one for you, and it plays like a tuba.
Jojo: *tests it out* Perfect!
(But the giant conk trap stops and the snorks swim toward it)
Quarterpus: Now here's a new one. I've never seen a conk like this before. Look at that.
(It locks them in)
Casey: Oh no, we're trapped! Jojo, can you get us out of here?
Jojo: No problem! *tries breaking free with his bare arms, but can't* Phew, I better stop skipping breakfast!
Quarterpus: *tries unlocking it, but it locks itself back*
Casey: Oh if only Occy were here! Maybe he could save us now!
Allstar: That's it! *to Quarterpus* Okay, Quarterpus, ehre's what to do. *whipers all the details to him*
(Quarterpus finds Occy)
Quarterpus: Hey, little guy, your friends need your help. *Occy moans* You don't understand, kid, they're in real danger.
Casey: Well, Allstar, I just wanna say, it's been nice knowing you.
Tooter: *totos in depression*
Junior: I never wanted it to end like this. I've still got my whole life ahead of me. I never even got a chance to become mayor and rename Snorkville after me.
(Occy sees the crane take them away)
Allstar: Quick, Occy, you've got to act fast!
Quarterpus: I've got these locks, kid. Can you handle all the others.
(he and Occy free the snorks)
Junior: Last one out is a rotten sea-tortise egg!
Jojo: Come on, Totoer, jump!
(they both escape as well then the crane leaves and the snorks cheer)
Daffney: You're a hero, Occy!
Allstar: *hugs him* I'm sorry we neglected you.
Casey: *hugs him as well* Yeah, Occy is the best.
Junior: Enough already! Occy's okay!
(All glare at him, then turn their attention back to Occy)
Allstar: You know what we didn't understand? Was that Occy was the real Superpus all along.
Casey: And a real pal. I'll never forget a friend from now on.
Snorks: Yay, hooray for Occy!
(c) 1987 Hanna-Barbera and SEPP International