- Baron Barracuda: You have done your bad deed for the day. Very good, Trigger. You show promise!
- Baron Barracuda: There - the file is stuck. It's on that rock. You may get it, Trigger.
- Trigger: Gee thanks, Baron... Who? Me? Nothin' doin'.
- Baron Barracuda: That's an order!
- Trigger: Yeah - an order with an odor.
- Baron Barracuda: You're yellow!
- Trigger: Yeah, right... and on me it looks good. You get it.
- Baron Barracuda: Aw, come. We'll get it... together.
- Baron Barracuda: This mysterious rock has a force that draws anything made of metal - the file and now Sawfish's nose. Does that mean anything to you?
- Trigger: Well, now that you mention it, boss... no.
- Baron Barracuda: You fool! This rock can help us destroy the diver.
- Trigger: It can?
- Baron Barracuda: Of course. His helmet and his shoes are made of metal. The moment he comes near this rock...
- Trigger: Yeah, I get it. He's stuck for good!
- Baron Barracuda: Or bad, Trigger.
- [laughs diabolically]