Just look at the time. Not a flake of fish-food in sight. (Looking out) Oy Kid Pack in playing on your computer and feed me, will ya'? - Hello. The other kid's just walked in. I'll get her attention. Wait a sec. She's carrying something. She's emptying it into the tank. Argh! (GOLDIE plunges in.)

Look Out

What's your game'?

Wow! Big tank! Alright, are you?

Who the hell are you?

I'm your new tank-mate

I'm sorry. I live alone.

Not any more, you don't. Wow! Look at that, they've got a castle! (Goes Over to inspect it.)

Oy! That's my place! You're trespassing!

You're a bit uptight, arent ya? Chill out, man, or your scales’ll drop off.

This is totally out of order

Where do you kip, then? I'll take the turrets, if that's okay with you. I like the view.

You like the view? You're a fish, not a tourist! What are you doing here anyway?

The little kid - the girl - she won me at the fair. Three ping-pong balls into three bowls and I was hers. (Looking out) Urgh! He's ugly. Who's that?

That's her brother. Watch out for him. When he gets bored he gets out the drinking straws and starts bubble warfare.

No

When he's in a really bad mood, he has been known to suck up a third of the tank.

What a monster

The day he got a bad report from school, I nearly drowned in the shallows, I can tell you. And she's as bad. Emptied her pencil-case into the tank yesterday. Tried to colour me blue. Said that way I'd look like a tiny dolphin

How you must have suffered

You’ll never know.

Look, I don't want to be any bother to you. If I'm really a problem, I'll just stay up the far end of the tank behind that coral. You won't even know I'm there. I'm very quiet. Just a few bubbles.

No. You're alright. We're in this thing together. I was getting a bit bored with my own company anyway, to tell you the truth. I can't even get fed on time. (Looking out) Oy! Kid! Food! Food!!

Ah, look. The little girl's coming over to feed us.

(Hides) What? Agh!

It's okay. No pencil-case. Just food.

Thank cod for that. — That’s it Girlie. Tip it in, whatever it is. Funny she's being kind for once. It's the dad that usually feeds me. (Something plunges to the bottom of the tank like a bomb. The fish leap away from it)

Agh! It's a bomb! It's a bomb! I'm too young to fry!

I knew it! Rotten kid (To GOLDIE) Stay back! I'll check it out. (Takes a look) It's all right. It's not a bomb.

What is it, then?

It's a quarter of pineapple chunks. - Oy! Girlie. How are we supposed to eat these? They’re like granite to us!

Urgh! They'll melt and make the water go all cloudy. Then we’ll get sugar-poisoning! Agh! Help!

Oh, shut up panicking, you! Here's the mother.- That's it, Love. Scoop em up. (Both fish leap back as the imaginary giant hand enters the tank to remove the Sweets)

Oo! Dish-wash hands

It's her old man's turn to do the vacuuming this month.