Granny: “All right. Which one of you miscreants posed for this … for this … thing?!?”
The Rest of J-Pod: “Not me!”
Granny: “Harrumph. With all the other things we have to put up with from the humans, now we have to deal with their ghosts too?”
Tahlequah: “Don’t .. say .. ghosts!!”
Granny: “I’ll say what I like, and you will like it. Not least because you all need to hear it. And I say, I’m tired of being used by the humans for their entertainment and getting nothing in return!”
Se-Yi’-Chn: “Look, Gran, we’re sorry that you almost got grabbed by the humans and taken to Florida to dance for them. That was before our time, OK? They’re fun now!”
Moby: Yeah!! You swim right up to their lighthouse and spyhop right in their faces and watch them freak out!”
T’ilem I’nges: “Gramma, do you have any idea how many of those humans would kill to be able to go to Disney World every day?!?”
Granny: “Yes, child, you might ask auntie Lolita, and those who died alongside her, how good humans are at killing!”
Slick: “So are we. And those same humans who once rounded you up in nets now have museums and research teams in our honor. And you can’t ignore the efforts the humans have been making to help Scarlet. And Tahlequah.”
Granny: “Watch me. Can you go anywhere in this Salish Sea without boats full of humans spying on you?”
Slick: “No…”
Granny: “Pornographic voyeurs, the lot of them! Including those hand-wringing so-called scientists and nature lovers! Watching us starve!”
Slick: “But some of them are trying to stop that!”
Granny: “So they say. Some of them might actually be stupid enough to believe it. Have any of them stopped eating salmon? Have any of them died to stop the salmon fishing boats from sailing and fishing?”
Slick: “Um, not that I know of …”
Granny: “Then the humans can take their ‘help’ and stick it where the sun doesn’t shine. They can give us back our feeding grounds, and get their precious astaxanthin and omega-3 fatty acids and fancy party feeds somewhere else, or even go hungry. Or they can admit to turning the Strait of Juan de Fuca into orca Auschwitz, populated by dancing skeletons and dead calves.”
Tahlequah: “…wwwwwwWWAAAAAAAAAaaaahh!!“
“…wwwwwwWWAAAAAAAAAaaaahh!!”