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(suspenseful music)

- Goin' anywhere, Bud? - Why?

- Well, you know that reef,

I'm sure they're blowin' it up today.

- Dad told me all about it, Sandy.

- So be a good kid, huh?

Stay inside the lagoon and keep Flipper in here, too.

- I'll try.

- Don't just try, squirt, do it.

I mean it.

I'll see you later, huh?

- Hi. - Hi, Tom.

- [Tom] Hi.

- Hi.

He thinks he's big just because he's a few years older.

- My sister's the same way, a pain.

Hey, how's for taking this out to watch a blast?

I brought my dad's glasses.

- I don't know, I promised Flipper I'd play with him.

(Flipper squeaking)

- Are you kidding?

You can do that any time. (Flipper squeaking)

I get it.

Big brother said no.

- Well, not exactly.

- We don't have to get too close with these.

- Yeah, that's right!

That's a good idea!

Here, listen, Flipper, you go play with this, okay?

And stay put in here, we'll be right back.

Oh, go on, you can't come.

Flipper!

Stay put.

Go on, play with the ball. (Flipper squeaking)

Here, let me see.

. Okay'

(gun fires)

- It must be a warning.

- Three minutes to go, then boom!

(gun fires)

- It's red this time.

- One minute to go, hold tight.

(Flipper squeaking)

- Flipper!

(Flipper squeaking)

Flipper, go home!

- Will he go home?

- I sure hope so.

(explosion booms)

(suspenseful music)

Flipper!

(Flipper squeaking)

J1 They call him Flipper, Flipper

J1 Faster than lightning

J1 No one you see

J1 ls smarter than he

J1 And we know Flipper lives in a world full of wonder

J1 Lying there under

J1 Under the sea

(Flipper squeaking)

- Okay, let 'er go, boys.

Come on, boys.

(Flipper squeaking)

- How is he, Doc?

- Will he be all right?

- I believe so, Bud.

The shockwave must have smashed him up against

your boat pretty hard, though.

(Flipper squeaking)

- I thought we hit a rock.

- The blow caused a concussion, he's not himself yet.

- When will he be?

- His behavior will be a little erratic for a while.

The more rest he gets, the quicker he'll recover.

- There's Dad.

I guess I better go tell him what happened, huh?

- I guess you better.

- Excuse me, Dr. Brummel.

Hi, Dad. - Hi, Sandy, who's here?

- Dr. Brummel, Flipper got hurt, he ran into Bud's boat.

- [Porter] He ran into, how did that happen?

- I guess you better ask Bud.

- Yeah, I think I'd better.

- Flipper!

Flipper, come here, boy.

(Flipper squeaking)

Hey, what's the matter, can't he hear me?

- That's what I meant, Bud.

Might be some time before he comes back to normal again.

- Hello, Dr. Brummel. - Mr. Ricks, good to see you.

- Hi, Dad.

- Well, Bud, what happened? - I guess I goofed.

I let Tom Heeney talk me into going out

near the salvage barge with him.

- Oh, Bud.

- We didn't come too near, Dad.

At the last minute, Flipper showed up.

I told him to go home,

but I guess he just ducked under the boat.

- And he got caught by the concussion?

(Bud sighs)

- I know I shouldn't have done it, Dad, I'm sorry.

(Flipper squeaking)

- Well, it's lucky it wasn't any worse.

- Any worse?

Did you see him, Dad?

He doesn't even know me!

- Well I'm sure he will, Bud.

I'm sure he will.

Right now I want you and Sandy to go up and start dinner.

Go ahead.

- Come on, Bud.

- Thanks a lot, Dr. Brummel.

- Glad to help.

(Flipper squeaking)

- What is it, doctor, amnesia?

- Yes, I think so.

Induced by the concussion.

When that clears up, I'm sure everything else will.

- You got any idea how long it will take?

- Well, we should see signs within a week.

- Well, let's hope so.

(Flipper squeaking)

Well, that was very good strawberry shortcake.

Bud, you haven't eaten a thing.

- I can't, Dad.

- I know, son.

- Dad, can I please be excused?

- Not to go down to the dock.

- Oh, I wanna see Flipper.

- Bud, Dr. Brummel said Flipper's not to be disturbed

until tomorrow, now you want him to get well, don't you?

- More than anything. - All right, then.

Sandy, if you're finished, it's your turn for the dishes.

- Right, Dad.

- Bud, I've got a good idea.

After you've finished, why don't we watch a little TV?

- Thanks, Dad.

I'm sorry, Dad, honest I am.

- I know, Bud, we all are.

(Flipper squeaking)

- [Bud] Flipper's just gotta be all right this morning.

- Aren't you boys ready for breakfast?

- Yeah, Dad, we're ready but we can wait a minute, can't we?

Bud went down to see how Flipper's doin'.

- Yeah, we can wait a minute.

- I thought it would be best for Flipper if just one of us

tried talking to him at a time, you know?

- Flipper!

Flipper, come here, boy.

Come on, Flipper. (Flipper squeaking)

Okay, let's try the auto horn.

You'll remember that.

Flipper!

(horn buzzes)

Come on, Flipper.

(horn buzzes)

Flipper!

Flipper!

Flipper!

Flipper, come back!

- What happened, Bud? - I don't know, Dad.

I used the auto horn and I guess it scared Flipper.

He jumped the fence.

We gotta go after him in the launch, come on.

- Bud, we can't go after him in the launch, he doesn't know

his name and he won't come when you call him.

(Flipper squeaking)

- And you said the horn scared him.

- Well we gotta do somethin'!

- Look, Bud, the doctor said the effects of the concussion

are gonna wear off sometime, now he'll come home then.

- When he does, he'll come home, Bud, he's bound to.

- Well, what if he went so far out to sea

that he couldn't find his way home?

He'd be lost forever!

- Bud.

- [Bud] What would we do without him?

(Flipper squeaking)

(horn buzzes)

- Let's see if lunch is ready, Bud.

- My arm's gettin' tired anyway.

You'd think after a whole week of doin' this, he'd be back.

- Bud, it hasn't been a week, it's only been five days.

- It seems like a year.

- I'll take over with the horn later.

- Yeah, maybe you'll have better luck.

- Well, if Flipper's himself again,

the horn will bring him back.

- Mr. Ricks? - Yes.

Hello, I'm sorry, I was expecting my boys.

- Well, if you'd rather, I can come back later.

- No, not at all, what can for ya?

- I'm Jeremy Lawrence, I rented Sam Jackson's trailer.

You know, up the coast. - Oh, yes, Professor Lawrence.

Sam told me all about you.

- I understand you're quite an authority on dolphins

and I was wanting some advice about ours.

- You have a dolphin?

- That's right, son, Ferdinand.

At least, that's what my daughter calls him.

- Professor, these are my two boys, Sandy and Bud.

- Hello. - Hey.

- Could you tell me when you got this dolphin?

- Oh, a few days ago.

He kept playing around our docks and he and Susan became

such good friends, we plan to take him with us.

- Take him home?

- But, Dad, what if he's Flipper?

- When are you planning on leaving, Professor?

- Well that's just it I need some advice on how to ship him.

We plan to leave tomorrow.

- How would it be if I came up

and took a look at that dolphin?

- Fine, if it's no inconvenience.

- Well fine, Professor, should we say about 2:30?

- Fine, we'll be expecting you.

- Good, we'll look forward to it, bye bye.

- Think he's got Flipper?

- Well if he does, he won't have him for long, right, Dad?

- Let's not get our hopes up too high, boys.

That may not be Flipper after all.

Well let's have some lunch, shall we?

- You put me in a very difficult position, Mr. Ricks.

You say he's your dolphin. - But he can't be, Daddy!

Ferdinand's ours!

- He is not! - Bud.

- [Bud] I'm sorry, Susan.

But honest, Flipper does belong to us, I can tell.

- Frankly, I don't see how.

To me he looks like any number of dolphins I've seen.

- Well I'd know Flipper anywhere.

- That's right, we would.

- Mr. Ricks, what are we to do?

Susan wants Ferdinand as a pet,

and I want him as a subject for study.

But if Bud and Sandy can prove he's their pet, well I--

- Well I don't think we can do that.

You see, Flipper had an accident a while back and--

- He lost his memory.

- Really?

- Bud, I'll tell you what we do.

Try and call him, go ahead.

. Okay'

Flipper!

Flipper, come here, boy.

- Here, Bud, try this.

- Here, Flipper, get the ball.

(Flipper squeaking)

Get the ball, Flipper.

Flipper, get the ball!

- Ferdinand!

Come on.

Come on, baby, come on.

Come on, baby, come on.

- I'm sorry, boys, really I am but,

I think we've proven our claim.

(Flipper squeaking)

- All right, boys, let's go.

Thank you very much, Professor.

Come on, boys.

(Flipper squeaking)

What's it say in the text, Sandy?

- Everything about dolphins, except amnesia.

If there was only something we could do.

- Yeah but there doesn't to be anything we can do.

Where's Bud?

- He's down at the dock tryin' to dream up a plan.

- Well, I guess I better go down and talk to him.

- I don't think so, Dad, he's--

- Well, one of us should talk to him, Sandy.

He comes up with some pretty far-out ideas once in a while.

- Okay, Dad, I will.

Dad's home.

- Yeah, thought of anything yet?

- Nothin', how about you?

- I don't know.

I was just thinkin', though, maybe if Flipper could just

remember one thing, just one.

- What do you mean?

- Maybe he'd remember everything else.

It's somethin' to hope for, isn't it?

- Well hoping is one thing, Bud,

but you better not go any further than that.

- What, you think I'm gonna do something stupid?

- Well you sure sound funny.

- Listen, Sandy.

I'm just gonna go out in my boat for a little while.

Anything wrong in that?

- No, but don't be gone too long, huh?

- Don't worry, I won't.

(Flipper squeaking)

- Ferdinand!

Ferdinand, Daddy and I are going into town.

Now, you be a good dolphin while we're gone.

(Flipper squeaking)

(horn buzzes)

(horn buzzes)

- Flipper, you just gotta hear it.

(horn buzzes)

I know what.

I'm too far away.

I gotta talk to him.

He'd remember.

(Flipper squeaking)

(suspenseful music)

Flipper!

Flipper!

Flipper!

Flipper!

Flipper, it's me, Bud, don't you remember?

Flipper!

Flipper!

(Flipper squeaking)

Flipper.

(suspenseful music)

(thuds) (Flipper squeaking)

(bell rings)

(bell rings)

Flipper, if you were only okay I could send you for help!

- I think Bud's been gone too long.

- I told him not to stay out so long.

- Well I think we'd better go look for him.

- Dad, look!

- [Porter] That looks like Flipper.

- It is Flipper.

(suspenseful music)

(Flipper squeaking)

He's acting like himself again, Dad.

- Yeah and he wants something, too.

(Flipper squeaking)

- He wants us to follow him.

- Come on, let's go.

.Dad!

- [Porter] That's Bud's boat.

- Where's Bud?

What could have happened to him?

- I don't know, let's save the questions for later.

- Sharks!

- Break out the rifle, Sandy, we may need it.

- Right, Dad.

- I hope Flipper knows what he's doing.

- It's Bud!

Flipper knew, all right.

Come on, Bud.

You all right, Bud?

- [Bud] Yeah.

Boy, am I glad to see you.

How did you know I was in trouble?

- What do you mean?

You sent Flipper to get us, didn't ya?

- Flipper? (Flipper squeaking)

- Yeah, I don't know he did it, son, but he sure remembered.

.Ido!

It must have been when he rammed that shark.

I never thought I'd be grateful to a shark for anything.

- No doubt about it, he's wonderful.

(Flipper squeaking)

- Here, Flipper, get the ball.

(Flipper squeaking)

Thanks,FHppen

- No doubt either, he's yours.

Is there, Susan?

- No, darn it.

(Flipper squeaking)

- Well, Susan, I'm sorry but as you can see,

Flipper is their pet.

(Flipper squeaking)

- We could get you another dolphin, if you like.

That is if you'll give Flipper a little time.

- Give him a little time?

- Yeah, to find you another one.

- You know, I bet he could at that.

(Flipper squeaking)

- Well, how about it?

- Thanks, it'd be wonderful!

But I don't suppose Flipper could ever find

another dolphin just like him.

- Oh, I don't know, Sue.

If you care for your dolphin the way they do for Flipper,

I'm sure he could be just as good a friend.

-_Ri9ht, Flipper? (FHPPBF squeaking)

J1 Everyone loves the king of the sea

J1 Ever so kind and gentle is he

J1 Tricks he will do when children are near

J1 And how they laugh when he's near

J1 They call him Flipper, Flipper

J1 Faster than lightning

J1 No one you see

J1 ls smarter than he

J1 And we know Flipper lives in a world full of wonder

J1 Lying there under

J1 Under the sea