JAWS: Chum Edition
Sheriff Martin Brody and Matt Hooper made it back to Amity Island. Both were surprised to see..."Quint. You're alive!"
"Yes, Mr Hooper."
"But, the shark...?"
"Relax Brody. I won't wear a life jacket, but I'll have my bulletproof vest on. I'm certain by now you figured me out."
"What do you mean?"
"You're both educated men, I killed the girl who became crab food. And others, like Ben Gardner. I lured a big shark here, to cover up my crimes. Once people pegged the shark as the killer, I would murder at my leisure."
"Tourists. Every year I'd put up with know-it-all yahoos, kids whining that they want this and that. No one hires fishing boats anymore. People just want to get drunk and vomit all over the deck, and themselves. I'm reduced to selling trinkets and shark jaws to scratch out a living. I put an end to that. I chop people up, and feed my shark. Later I found out I could make ten grand, to kill the beast. Easy money earned, then I'd bring in another Great White."
"And continue the cycle."
"Exactly Hoop. But now, my ax and I, are gonna make chum outta y..."
Matt threw a beached jellyfish at Quint. Tentacles brushed his already banged up face, making him appear red, swollen, monstrous. "Run Martin!!!"
Quint threw his ax, felling Martin.
Hooper's severed head crashed through Martin's house window. Ellen Brody ran outside screaming, then froze at sight of hideous Captain Quint.
"QUINT!!!", shouted the injured Sheriff.
He spun around to see Martin. At that moment, Ellen shoved the sea captain, causing him to fall down the front steps, and impaling on his ax. "I always knew...a woman...would do me in.................."
Ellen embraced Martin.