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Adam Carlson: I think Barrow might have one great story left in her.
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Adam Carlson: [Rachel approaches the hole in the ice for the first time; one whale pokes it's head out of the water] Rachel, I'd like you to meet Fred.
Rachel Kramer: Hi Fred!
Adam Carlson: [second whale pops up] ... and Wilma.
Rachel Kramer: Good morning, Wilma! You're beautiful!
Adam Carlson: [third whale, the baby, comes up] And this, is Bam Bam!
Rachel Kramer: Hi Bam Bam! Wait... wasn't Pebbles Fred and Wilma's kid?
Adam Carlson: Yeah, but Pebbles was also a girl.
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Adam Carlson: [Adam sits down across from Jill at a restaurant; looks at the menu] I usually get the breakfast burrito, which is fantastic... but the pile o' pancakes with a side of ham steak is tempting. What do you think I should get?
Jill Jerard: The name of a good cardiologist?
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Jill Jerard: [Doing a news report on the ice] Cut! God, my feet are numb. These boots are useless.
Jill Jerard: [motions to Nathan]
Jill Jerard: Hey kid, you still got that cardboard?
Nathan: I sold it to the other guy. But I can still get more! It's forty now, though.
Jill Jerard: Forty dollars?
Nathan: Shipping and handling.
Jill Jerard: ...Shipping and handling?
Nathan: [smirks] It's not my first rodeo, either.
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J.W. McGraw: [the Russian ship has created a hole in the ice, but the whales haven't appeared] C'mon, you bastards! Surface!
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Jill Jerard: [Jill is upset over how a stuck-up rival reporter wants to cover the whale story that she worked hard to cover and is drunkenly and tearfully venting her sorrows to Adam] Nobody covers great stories anymore! There are thousand wars going on! But none of the reporters are covering them because they are all HERE, covering a story about three stupid whales! Look what they've done to me! I'm a... smelly, drunk, depressed... .*Barbie*!
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[while Rachel, Pat, Jill and Adam are transporting a backup generator via helicopter, there a bump during the flight. The Helicopter pilot is suddenly unable to open his eye]
Helicoper Pilot: My eye's frozen shut!
Adam Carlson: I'll try to get cut it open with a knife like in Rocky...
Helicoper Pilot: No! Nah-uh! Nobody's cutting my eye open!
Adam Carlson: [gets a brainstorm and slowly unbuckles his seat belt] Alright... Just hold on and keep her steady. I'm going to lick your eye.
Helicoper Pilot: *Nobody's* licking *my* eye!
Adam Carlson: Just keep still. I am going to lick your eye!
Helicoper Pilot: [firmly] Nobody's licking my eye!
Adam Carlson: [Adam licks the pilots eye. The pilot pushes off him and finds that he able to open his eye]
Adam Carlson: You can see alright?
Helicoper Pilot: [curtly] Yeah.
Adam Carlson: Yeah?
Helicoper Pilot: [louder] Yeah!
Adam Carlson: [happy; yet a little winded by the weirdness of licking the pilot's] Alright! *That* got a little wierd!
[Adam whoops]
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[Dean and Karl, the two "de-icing machine" men from Minnesota are checking into the hotel when they see Rachel Kramer walk out]
Karl Hootkin: [excitedly] Dean! It's... it's the Greenpeace lady from the TV!
[shouts]
Karl Hootkin: Hey! Greenpeace! Greenpeace lady!
Dean Glowacki, Karl Hootkin: [in unison, as they rush after Rachel while carrying their de-icers] Greenpeace! Hey, Miss! Greenpeace lady miss! Hey, Greenpeace! Greenpeace Miss!
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[first lines]
Narrator: For thousands of years my people have lived at the edge of the world. Unknown, alone, until one brief moment when the world found us.
[Eskimo whalers paddling their boat]
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