No. No, no, no.
I opened the cage. Now go home.
…Seriously. Shoo. Your parents are probably worried about you. And, to be honest, you look kind of creepy. Like…bug-eyed piranhas. That walk.
Across the water. Over there. You know, where you live? I have work to do.
Oh…yeah, I suppose the orcas could be a problem. But…still. No. Go! I have to, um…make the grown-ups take a nap. You know, as punishment for locking you in cages.
Don't give me that look! It won’t work on me. You need to go across the water and that’s final. I’m sure…most of you…will make it…
All right. I brought some sandwiches and shade. If you promise to be good, and stay under the umbrella until I’m done, I’ll give you the sandwiches. Okay? Just. Wait. Here.
Look, there’s nothing to be scared of, okay? I’m taking care of it. I’ll be right back. No, seriously, I will. Just…wait…
…Fine. But one sandwich, then I’m taking you across the water to your parents. I hope you know you’ve cost me a lot of time and I am quite angry.
…What are you doing? That-that tickles! Stop that! You are all seriously in trouble! No murloc kisses! No! Arrrrrgh!