- Quinn Garnett: There he is - Jed Partee, your producer friend.
- Tom Hampton: What network is he on?
- Quinn Garnett: F.B.I.
- Tom Hampton: Excuse me? You're talking about the guy that Jennifer and her dad just went out to sea with?
- Quinn Garnett: The same - and he's wanted on various Federal warrants.
- Tom Hampton: For bad producing?
- Quinn Garnett: No. Partee's actually a freelance wild animal broker. One of those guys who captures exotic or endangered species for private collections of rich guys. They keep 'em in cages or tanks or hunt them down for sport.
- Tom Hampton: What are the outstanding warrants for?
- Quinn Garnett: Mostly dealing with illegally transporting lions and tigers and bears... Oh, my!
- [first lines]
- [Gus guides his rusty charter boat to a spot near the seashore]
- Cap Daulton: Perfect.
- [Gus sets up his camera to shoot himself for a commercial]
- Cap Daulton: Okay, let's do it. Ahem. Lights, camera, action... Hi, folks, I'm Captain Daulton and I'm here to talk to you about just one thing - fish. You know - those scaly creatures that go good with tartar sauce and so bad with oxygen. Anyways, you want to greet 'em, meet 'em and eat 'em and I'm the guy that's gonna fix you up - me and the Maria D. Short on scallops, no bait in your pail? Well, don't worry none, 'cause Captain Daulton ain't nothin' but...
- [Flipper splashes water all over Gus]
- Cap Daulton: Cut!
- [a pure white dolphin surfaces next to Gus's boat]
- Cap Daulton: Holy mother mackerel! With the salt spray in my face and the wailing wind at my back, I photographed the rare white dolphin as he frolicked in the sea.
- [the interns are trying to train dolphins to retrieve certain colored rings]
- Holly Myers: Oh, no, Aphrodite - not the red ring, the gold ring!
- Dean Gregson: Hey, cut her some slack. I'm sure not every female in the vicinity of Palm Beach is into gold rings.
- Holly Myers: Nor is every male in the vicinity of Bondi Beach especially into nose rings.
- Dean Gregson: I've never had a ring in my nose.
- Holly Myers: Guess I was confused. You just seemed like the type and all.
- Maya Graham: Hey! Who are the older, more mature influences here?
- Holly Myers: What's the matter? Didn't we get it all?
- Maya Graham: Yeah, we did.
- Dr. Jennifer Daulton: But you didn't get all the toxin.
- Dean Gregson: Can't we give her something to calm her down?
- Dr. Jennifer Daulton: How about some decaf?
- Holly Myers: Excuse me, Dr. Daulton, but you're curing her with decaffeinated coffee?
- Dean Gregson: You're expecting cappuccino?
- Holly Myers: Instant would have worked, too, just so long as it was piping hot. Stingray spines have a toxin in them which will continue to cause extreme pain even after the toxin's been removed.
- Dean Gregson: It's allergic to coffee?
- Dr. Jennifer Daulton: It's allergic to extreme heat.
- [police sirens sound in the distance]
- Holly Myers: What's that?
- Dr. Jennifer Daulton: Just overgrown boys with their overgrown toys.
- Quinn Garnett: Why don't you just forget about her? She's not your type.
- Tom Hampton: Quinn, how do you know what my type is?
- Tom Hampton: She's pretty, has a great job and therefore too smart to mess around with you - ergo, not your type.
- Maya Graham: [typing a diary entry into her computer] It's only been four weeks since Dr. Ricks and Pam were transferred, but it kind of seems forever - but a real good forever. Not that I don't miss them - I do - but in a way, I know they're still here with me and I'm grateful they convinced me to give Dr. Daulton a chance
- Dr. Jennifer Daulton: [peeking at Maya's computer screen] I think you can call me Jennifer. It's fewer letters to type than "Dr. Daulton."
- Dr. Jennifer Daulton: I was kind of an emancipated minor myself when I was 16 - it just wasn't a legal thing. Don't be afraid to be afraid, Maya.
- Maya Graham: Of what?
- Dr. Jennifer Daulton: Of giving the transition from girl to grown-up some time. Just be a little bit wary of the adult world and you'll be alright. And one more thing...
- Maya Graham: Do all my homework and brush twice daily.
- Dr. Jennifer Daulton: Yes... and I would save my journal on floppy. I wouldn't want any of my personal stuff on the Institute's hard drive.
- Maya Graham: Oops.
- Dr. Jennifer Daulton: There is absolutely no such thing as a white dolphin. Admit it!
- Cap Daulton: I could do that, but it would be a darned lie. I got it all right here. I caught it on tape.
- Dr. Jennifer Daulton: You doctored it!
- Cap Daulton: And when did I do that? While I was drowning?
- Dr. Jennifer Daulton: Oh, you weren't drowning!
- Cap Daulton: I was, too. Ask him!
- Tom Hampton: Oh, he was definitely drowning.
- Dr. Jennifer Daulton: Why do you have to be so adequate at your job?
- Tom Hampton: Hey, a compliment!
- Maya Graham: Better take them when you can.
- Tom Hampton: I guess Flipper didn't want to stick around for his live bloodworms.
- Maya Graham: I think he's with the white dolphin.
- Dr. Jennifer Daulton: Oh, Maya, not you too. I've had a bad enough day. There's no such thing as a white dolphin around here.
- Maya Graham: There was a hundred years ago. My Grandmother Lucy told me about him. His name was White Lightning.
- Dr. Jennifer Daulton: Maya's big on local legends.
- Maya Graham: White Lightning used to pilot the fishing boats though the rocky straits around here... kind of like a friend of the fishermen.
- Tom Hampton: Until one dark and stormy night...
- Maya Graham: It wasn't a dark and stormy evening. He was shot.
- Tom Hampton: Sorry.
- Dr. Jennifer Daulton: Who shot him?
- Tom Hampton: I thought you said he didn't exist.
- Dr. Jennifer Daulton: My father's white dolphin doesn't exist. What happened to your grandmother's?
- Maya Graham: A sailor on one of the fishing boats was drunk. Just shot White Lightning for nothing; put a bullet right behind his dorsal fin. He sunk beneath the waves; no one saw him again.
- Tom Hampton: Until now?
- Maya Graham: No, until exactly one year later when he appeared on another dark and stormy night. Just like before, like he was going to pilot the same fishing boat through the straits... except what White Lightning did was pilot the boat right up on the rocks. It sunk and everybody, including the guy who shot him, drowned. No one's seen the white dolphin since.
- Tom Hampton: Wow. I'd say that's holding a grudge. Kind of like some people I know.
- Dr. Jennifer Daulton: It's a fascinating fable, except what my father ran into couldn't be any more than an ordinary, run-of-the-mill albino.
- Tom Hampton: Oh, I don't know. That tape was pretty convincing.
- Dr. Jennifer Daulton: That so called 'TV producer' wasn't. I don't trust him.
- Tom Hampton: Well, at least we agree on something.
- Maya Graham: I think it's White Lightning. I think he's back.
- Tom Hampton: You watch much TV?
- Quinn Garnett: Some - news, sports and documentaries. The rest of it you can keep. What about you?
- Tom Hampton: I don't have a TV anymore.
- Quinn Garnett: You're kidding.
- Tom Hampton: Uh-uh. Well, actually I have one, but it's got ficus growing though the hole in the screen.