"That's it, Henk, regurgitate everything you have to those starving fuh-*URRP*-issh," Rick returned to Leilanie then, "Listen, we need to get this boat over there as fast as possible! One of us have to paddle!"<br/><br/>"I really think this is out of the question, Rick!" Morty spotted a couple of sharks revolving around the inflatable boat, "We're surround by sharks! Angry great white sharks!!!"<br/><br/>"Quick, use the oars!!!" Leilanie suggested Morty, "Hopefully these will get us out of here quicker!"<br/><br/>"Oh jeez-!" Morty uses the oars to paddle their way out, but the sharks took a bite out of one of them, leaving them useless, "AAAHH!!!"<br/><br/>"Oh, you got to be--" Leilanie facepalms, "Great. We just lost a pair of oars. Well, can somebody see us from here? The moment that we are about to<span style="font-style: italic">die?!!"</span><br/><br/>"Morty! Get the flare gun!" Rick commanded, "We'll give them the signal from here, Morty!"<br/><br/>Morty is quick enough to pick up the flare gun and holds it upward. He fires another fire bullet, and once the fire bullet made it up to the sky, it explodes in the sky. But Morty will not use it again because by the time the explosion clears out, a fucking seagull steals his flare gun.<br/><br/>"Hey! Give that back!" Morty yelled, and the seagulls laugh at Morty and flies away, "Rick, that bird stole our flare gun!"<br/><br/>"It doesn't matter, Morty!" Rick said, "Hope the people of Distum will take notice and-- and send in the emergency boats to come and save us."