(The episode starts with Mr. Schultz is talking to the phone at the fish market)
Mr. Schultz: What do you mean you can't delivery me any fish? (phone) Can I help it when a certain cat steals my fish faster than you could catch them. (phone) He's clean me out (phone) Oh forget it, I'll catch my own fish. (Schultz hangs up the phone) Oh I can see it now, blue pacific skies, zoprth bombing breezes, the tranquill sea (He closes shops) ah I neeeded a vacation anyways.
(By an alley, Heathcliff is searching for a disguise)
Heathcliff: Now let's see eh, what do we have here, naw not ginger bad, I don't want that, yuck what was that, (he finds a disguise) ehh just what I'm looking for, now I need to step into my dressing room, it's getting harder and harder to fool that fish market guy. but with my cleveness and skill and never say die attatude, I can do the impossible, my own mother wouldn't resgionsed me in this disguise (giggles), (he decides to walk to the fish market) hey, good day officer, uh wonderful weather uh?
Officer Caesey: What do you say Heathcliff, staying out of trouble?
Heathcliff: Lucky guess... (he goes to the fish mart) I just drop in and snap out of one of Schultz's red snappers. (to find out the mart is closed) Hey, what this? SOLD OUT, gone fishing for more, what he can't do this to me, I got my rights, (realizing that Mr. Schultz has gone fishin) hmm... gone fishing eh-heh, directly to the source, elimate the middle man, heh not a bad idea. (sings): Angling I'll will go, Angling I'll will go, Angling I'll will go, go, go Angling I'll will go.
(Next scene moves to the sea where Mr. Schultz is fishing at)
Mr. Schultz: Smooth Asia waters, and no sign of Heathcliff.
Heathcliff: Away the anchors, cast off the bound line, quatar speed ahead, John Paul Jones eat your heart out *giggles*.
Mr. Schultz: (The strike in a fishing hook awakes him up) Ah-what-oops-wow I got a strike, *giggles* Look at that whopper, (grunts) (He reels in the tough fighter fish to only reel in) give up? whoa? ha-now I gotcha, HEATHCLIFF?!
Heathcliff: (Hiccups): Your expecting perhaps, flooratearicus, a monoatericus, huh? that's mackerel to you.
(next scene Mr. Schultz encounters a school of fish)
Mr. Schultz: Now, I must hooked to awhole school of them, oh boy, another one, and another one, and another one.
Heathcliff: Hmmhmm-eh, nice mess of fish you got there, I'm am fishing game warden, and I've got to check them for size, ah-too small, too small, too small, too small, too small, too small, too small, too small, too small, too small, they all appear that there all to small *tssk* what a pity.
Mr. Schultz: Too small? Too small for what?
Heathcliff: Too small for you, Schultz, just right for me.
Mr. Schultz: (angry jibberish) he did it again, but wait until next time, I'll fix him, he'll never look at a fish in the eyes. (Schultz uses a fish from a protrait) A dash of pepper, some hot sauce, jobs of horse radish, a handful of chilli peppers and awhile to the scurge of the seven seas.
(Schultz place the fish in the water for Heathcliff to get)
Heathcliff: Oh-boy am I'm full, I couldn't eat another bite, (he notices the fish Schultz send him and recieve it) well just maybe one more bite, hmmm someone, somewhere, sure must like me, oh-uh I smell something fishy, (A shark approaches Heathcliff raft) well if it isn't your sister lips, he-he-hey, your just in time for dinner, Bon appétit-tidy (Heathcliff gives the spicy fish to the shark to eat)
(The shark's mouth is on fire as it wimpers and whines as it leaps out the waters)
Mr. Schultz: Oh Heathcliff probaly thinks monster for what I've did to him, speaking of monsters, oh-yow (shark goes through the boat causing a leak) oh-no the boat going to sink, (Schultz esorts to using his bottom to cover the leak) that's using the oh head, (the shark bites Mr. Schutlz leading him to the water) YOW!
Heathcliff: I can't give you much, for that dive Schultz, too much splash (giving him 3 and 2, Mr. Schultz is boiled up) Shesh-what a grouch, I'm shoving off before you pope my poop deck.
(Mr. Schultz uses a hot air balloon to fish)
Mr. Schultz: Hips, your a genius, high attuide fishing.
Heathcliff: Heathcliff, your a genius, high attuide, hijacking.
Mr. Schultz: Too bad that little bandit is not here to see how I outsmarted him.
Heathcliff: I call this snipper a snapper. (he cuts the fishing line fish to steal and eat the fish)
Mr. Schultz: Huh? no it couldn't be, oh its him alright, I get rid of that mackrel moocher once and for all.
Take that... (Schultz drops a anvil)
Heathcliff: Whoops!
Mr. Schultz: and that... (Drops a anchor)
Heathcliff: Anchors away, me lads.
Mr. Schultz: AND THAT!! (Dropping a safe)
Heathcliff: Wow!
Mr. Schultz: and these. (Drops weights)
(All the heavy object miss Heathcliff)
Heathcliff: Hey Schultz, your sure throwing your weight around.
Mr. Schultz: Yeah weight... Weight! Oh my gosh, I throw all my balances overboard! (Without the weights to balance the hot air balloon, it flies away with Mr. Schultz as he screams): HELP!!
Heathcliff: I hope he'll finds fishing good in the moon.
(Back in the neighborhood) The ol' neighboorhood isn't the same without ol' Schultz, no more sniped fish, no more outsmarting ol' Schultz, no more clever disguises, [sighs] I guess I'll stroll by the ol' fish market for old time sakes. (with a grand opening happening to the fish market) ah-somebody already open a new business in the ol' fish market.
Mr. Schultz: Not somebody, I'll opened a new bussiness.
Heathcliff: MR. SCHULTZ!!
Mr. Schultz: Here, have a free sample. (giving him a dog biscuit)
Heathcliff: A dog biscuit? Yuck!
Mr. Schultz: Yeah. I'm going into the dog bussiness, a little out your line, fish fiend, (chuckles): he-he-he.
Heathcliff: (he tries to dog biscuit) Hmm boy-delicious (giggles): Hee-ha-hoo-hoo-hoo.
Mr. Schultz: Oh-no, it can't be, no-no-no he can't like dog food, he's a cat! oh-no!
(Heathcliff winks at the fourth wall, as Schultz couldn't figure how he likes dogfood.