Just look at the video in the Learjet, for Pete’s sakes.  Sitting there; ...mmm sexy pouty

place between her lower lip and chin like Jenny Wright;  wana…ask her to dance,  …but

then: trail up about four inches to that edgy…oh you just go right ahead and fuck with me

demeanor; what you don’t see it?  ….oooooooooooeeeeeeeeeeeeeooooh-ooooooooh 

Like…doll’s…eyes.       I’m a believer……..

…got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like…doll's eyes. When she comes at ya, doesn't seem to be living... until she bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then... ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin'. The ocean turns red, and despite all the poundin' and the hollerin', they all come in and they... rip you to pieces. You know by the end of that first dawn, lost a hundred men. I don't know how many sharks, maybe a thousand. I know how many men, they averaged six an hour. On Thursday morning, Chief, I bumped into a friend of mine, Herbie Robinson from Cleveland. Baseball player. Boatswain's mate. I thought he was asleep. I reached over to wake him up. Bobbed up, down in the water just like a kinda top. Upended. Well, he'd been bitten in half…