Dory: A boat? Hey! I’ve seen a boat. It passed by not too long ago. It went this way. It went this way. Follow me.
Marlin: Wait a minute. What is going on? You already told me which way the boat was going.
Dory: I did? Oh, no.
Marlin: If this is some kind of practical joke, it's not funny. And I know funny. I'm a clownfish.
Dory: No, it's not. I know it's not. I'm so sorry. See, I suffer from short-term memory loss.
Marlin: Short-term memory loss. I don't believe this.
Dory: No, it's true. I forget things almost instantly. It runs in my family. At least, I think it does. Um, hmm. Where are they? Can I help you?
Marlin: Something's wrong with you--really. You're wasting my time. I have to find my son.
Dory: -Well, hi!
Bruce: Name's Bruce. It's all right. I understand. Why trust a shark, right? So, what's a couple of bites like you... doing out so late, eh?
Marlin: We're not doing anything. We're not even out.
Bruce: Great! Then how'd you morsels... Iike to come to a little get-together I'm having?
Dory: You mean, like a party?
Bruce: Yeah, right. A party. What do you say?
Dory: I love parties. That sounds like fun.
Marlin: Parties are fun, and it's tempting, but--
Bruce: Oh, come on, I insist.
Marlin: OK. That's all that matters.
Dory: Hey, look, balloons, It is a party,
Bruce: Ha ha ha ha! Mind your distance, though. Those balloons can be a bit dodgy. You wouldn't want one of them to pop.