“HEY GUY I’M STAB YOU” is primo meme material.

Here’s a thought: if the land sharks are stupid like individual cells in the brain, do they actually think they are trying to stab Best?

As happened a fair amount through Guilded Age, Phil had notes on pencils that I had thought matched the script just fine. As we debated how many sharks should be in this scene, I asked him when we could get together to rewrite the outline from which we were increasingly divergent. Boy, it was fun to fantasize about a small group of sharks who each instinctively knew what all their fellow hunters were thinking, made thorough plans to achieve their simple goals, and wouldn’t need to revise those plans all the freakin’ time.