Directed by: Steven Spielberg Written by: Peter Benchley (Also Novel) & Carl Gottlieb Starring: Roy Schieder .... Police Chief Martin Brody Robert Shaw .... Quint Richard Dreyfuss .... Matt Hooper Lorraine Gary .... Ellen Brody Murray Hamilton .... Mayor Larry Vaughn Carl Gottlieb .... Ben Meadows Jeffrey Kramer .... Deputy Lenny Hendricks Release Date: Theatrical: June 20, 1975 Rating:

Two teens end up skinny dipping on an island at the beach late in the evening and are both killed by a shark.
The next day the head Police Chief named Martin Brody (Roy Schieder) tries to investigate the two teens that were killed but can't identify what killed them.
Brody and his people stay on the lookout and a boy is killed by the shark that same day they were investigating.
Brody closes the beach and hires a shark researcher named Matt Hooper (Richard Dreyfuss) to find out about the murders in the ocean.
Some locals killed a tiger shark as everyone thinks that they killed the shark that was responsible for killing these people.
Hooper tells Brody that they might've not killed the right one and there could still be a shark out there as they try to search the ocean for any clues and finds a wrecked up boat with a corpse on it.
Then it's the 4th of July and the beach is open to the public as they go sailing and swimming. Suddenly one person discovers a great white and gets killed by this horrid shark.
So Brody, Hooper and and another researcher named Quint (Robert Shaw) take their boat in the middle of the ocean to try and trap and kill this killer shark but little do they know how powerful it is.

This film was the very first horror flick I watched when I was about 7 or 8 years of age.
Of course it scared me imagining a great white shark attacking people as it made me too scared to swim in the water again but of course my parents assured me that the water here was too cold for a shark to swim in and there are only mud sharks (In other words catfish) that live here as they are too small to attack people plus they said there is not a shark that powerful either.
I have no crisicism of this film since it's one of the most influential and best film of that decade.
Ever bit of this film I loved and is true Oscar nominated material and a classic to top it off.
This film is basically geared for people all ages as even the young one's will love it too if they can take a tiny bit of suspense in a film like this.
This was also the flick that inspired other films like Pirahna and Tentacles but they were nowhere near as good as this one in any means.

The acting is marvellous as we have tons of known faces like Roy Schieder who plays a terrific officer and is believeable playing a family man too trying to protect his children from the ocean.
We also have legendary and Oscar winning leading actor Richard Dreyfuss as a shark researcher as he does bring a chill with his lines telling Schieder's character that the killer shark may still be out there as locals thought they caught the right one.
Everyone was terrific regardless.

There is a piece of a hand
A leg is chomped off.
Also there is a corpse with an eye missing.
A man is eaten alive by the great white
At the end the great white explodes.

This film was directed by my all time favourite person Steven Spielberg.
He has never worked on a bad movie that I can remember as every film he's gotten himself involved with has turned to gold.
Well he brings this film to life for sure. He made each scene look real and it's not at all dated.
I loved the scenes when Jaws is coming in for the kill and you see the sharks head bobbing up to eat whoever is there and Spielberg showed terrific shots of that.
He also directed the boat scene wonderfully when the three actors Schieder, Dreyfuss and Shaw of them drinking and singing making it look like real adults hanging out and trying to enjoy themselves.
I can't say any more about Spielberg's work but it's an A triple plus.

Of course we have John Williams' classic composing as we all know the deep violin playing of the killer shark coming in on it's prey as it was used for many shows too and will always be remembered.

There's a songtrack by an artist named Lynn Anderson with her track "I Honestly Love You" used in the movie.

The 30th Anniversary Edition DVD Features:

• Available Subtitles: English, Spanish, French
• Available Audio Tracks: English (Dolby Digital 5.1), English (DTS 5.1), English (Dolby Digital 2.0), French (Dolby Digital 5.1), Spanish (Dolby Digital 5.1)
• The Making of Jaws For the first time ever on DVD, viewers will get a complete glimpse into the making of Jaws with this 2-hour documentary.
• From The Set An insider's look at life on the set of Jaws, featuring a never-before-available interview with Steven Spielberg.
• Deleted Scenes
• Outtakes
• Jaws Archives Take a peek inside the Jaws archives including storyboards, production photos, and marketing materials, as well as a special segment on the Jaws phenomenon.

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[first lines]
Tom Cassidy: What's your name again?
Christine 'Chrissie' Watkins: Chrissie.
Tom Cassidy: Where are we going?
Christine 'Chrissie' Watkins: Swimming

Christine 'Chrissie' Watkins: Come on into the water!

Hooper: I'm not going to waste my time arguing with a man who's lining up to be a hot lunch.

Quint: Y'all know me. Know how I earn a livin'. I'll catch this bird for you, but it ain't gonna be easy. Bad fish. Not like going down to the pond and chasing bluegills and tommycocks. This shark, swallow you whole. No shakin', no tenderizin', down you go. And we gotta do it quick, that'll bring back your tourists, put all your businesses on a payin' basis. But it's not gonna be pleasant. I value my neck a lot more than three thousand bucks, chief. I'll find him for three, but I'll catch him, and kill him, for ten. But you've gotta make up your minds. If you want to stay alive, then ante up. If you want to play it cheap, be on welfare the whole winter. I don't want no volunteers, I don't want no mates, there's too many captains on this island. Ten thousand dollars for me by myself. For that you get the head, the tail, the whole damn thing.

Mayor Vaughn: Fellows, let's be reasonable, huh? This is not the time or the place to perform some kind of a half-assed autopsy on a fish... And I'm not going to stand here and see that thing cut open and see that little Kintner boy spill out all over the dock.

Mayor Vaughn: Martin, it's all psychological. You yell barracuda, everybody says, "Huh? What?" You yell shark, we've got a panic on our hands on the Fourth of July.

Hooper: You were on the Indianapolis?
Brody: What happened?
Quint: Japanese submarine slammed two torpedoes into our side, Chief. We was comin' back from the island of Tinian to Leyte... just delivered the bomb. The Hiroshima bomb. Eleven hundred men went into the water. Vessel went down in 12 minutes. Didn't see the first shark for about a half an hour. Tiger. 13-footer. You know how you know that when you're in the water, Chief? You tell by looking from the dorsal to the tail. What we didn't know, was our bomb mission had been so secret, no distress signal had been sent. They didn't even list us overdue for a week. Very first light, Chief, sharks come cruisin', so we formed ourselves into tight groups. You know, it was kinda like old squares in the battle like you see in the calendar named "The Battle of Waterloo" and the idea was: shark comes to the nearest man, that man he starts poundin' and hollerin' and screamin' and sometimes the shark go away... but sometimes he wouldn't go away. Sometimes that shark he looks right into ya. Right into your eyes. And, you know, the thing about a shark... he's got lifeless eyes. Black eyes. Like a doll's eyes. When he comes at ya, doesn't seem to be living... until he bites ya, and those black eyes roll over white and then... ah then you hear that terrible high-pitched screamin'. The ocean turns red, and despite all the poundin' and the hollerin', they all come in and they... rip you to pieces. You know by the end of that first dawn, lost a hundred men. I don't know how many sharks, maybe a thousand. I know how many men, they averaged six an hour. On Thursday morning, Chief, I bumped into a friend of mine, Herbie Robinson from Cleveland. Baseball player. Boatswain's mate. I thought he was asleep. I reached over to wake him up. Bobbed up, down in the water just like a kinda top. Upended. Well, he'd been bitten in half below the waist. Noon, the fifth day, Mr. Hooper, a Lockheed Ventura saw us. He swung in low and he saw us... he was a young pilot, a lot younger than Mr. Hooper. Anyway, he saw us and he come in low and three hours later a big fat PBY comes down and starts to pick us up. You know that was the time I was most frightened... waitin' for my turn. I'll never put on a lifejacket again. So, eleven hundred men went in the water; 316 men come out and the sharks took the rest, June the 29th, 1945. Anyway, we delivered the bomb.

Ben Gardner: When we get them silly bastards down in that rock pile, it'll be some fun, they'll wish their fathers had never met their mothers. When they start takin' their bottoms out and slamming into them rocks, boy! Get away from there, ya goddamn fool, you! What's the matter with you? You wanna swamp us, ya crazy son of a bitch?

[first lines]
Tom Cassidy: What's your name again?
Christine 'Chrissie' Watkins: Chrissie.
Tom Cassidy: Where are we going?
Christine 'Chrissie' Watkins: Swimming

Ellen Brody: [to Chief Brody] You told me the shark was caught. And I, I heard it on the news... I heard it on the Cape station.
Hooper: They caught A shark, not THE shark. Big difference. Not the shark that killed Chrissie Watkins... and probably not the shark that killed the little boy... which I wanted to prove today, by cutting the shark open.

Hooper: [to Brody] Please don't smoke.
[Returns to post-mortem]
Hooper: With minor post-mortem lacerations and abrasions. Bite marks indicate typical non- frenzy feeding pattern of large squali, possibly carchaninus lonimanus, or isurus glaucas. Gross tissue loss and post-mortem erosion of bite surfaces prevent detailed analysis; however, teeth and jaws of the attacking squali must be considered above average for these waters.

[last lines]
Brody: What day is this?
Hooper: It's Wednesday... eh, it's Tuesday, I think.
Brody: Think the tide's with us?
Hooper: Keep kicking.
Brody: I used to hate the water...
Hooper: I can't imagine why.

Mayor Vaughn: What kind of a shark did you say it was?
Hooper: Carcaradon carcharias. A Great White.

Quint: [before leaving dock] Break it up will ya', Chief! Daylight's wastin'.

Quint: [trying to hurry Brody into the boat] Come on Chief, this isn't no boy scout picnic. See ya' got ya' rubbers!
[Quint laughs wildly]

Quint: [talking Brody through making knots] Little brown eel comes out of the cave... Swims into the hole... Comes out of the hole... Goes back into the cave again... It's not too good is it Chief?
[Refering to Brody's messed up knot]

Hooper: [motioning to Brody to get closer to the barrels] Come on Martin! Move, move, move!
Brody: I'm not going out there!
Hooper: Beyond the edge of the barrels, go to the end of the barrels! Further out!
Brody: What?
Hooper: Further out!
Brody: Why?
Hooper: Go further out!
Brody: What for?
Hooper: Will you go to the end of the pulpit, please?
Brody: What?
Hooper: Will you just please go to the end of the pulpit!
Brody: What for?
Hooper: I need to have something in the foreground to give it some scale.
Brody: Foreground, my ass!

Hooper: He ate the light.

Hooper: Ha, ha - they're all gonna die.

Hooper: That's a twenty footer.
Quint: Twenty-five. Three tons of him.

Brody: I can do anything, I'm the chief of police.

Hooper: This was no boat accident.

Quint: You have city hands, Mr. Hooper. You been countin' money all your life.
Hooper: Alright, alright. Hey, I don't need this... I don't need this working-class-hero crap.

Brody: You're gonna need a bigger boat.

Brody: It doesn't make any sense when you pay a guy like you to watch sharks.
Hooper: Well, uh, it doesn't make much sense for a guy who hates the water to live on an island either.
Brody: It's only an island if you look at it from the water.
Hooper: That makes a lot of sense.

Ellen Brody: [upon meeting Matt Hooper] My husband tells me you're in sharks.

Mayor Vaughn: I don't think either of one you are familiar with our problems.
Hooper: I think that I am familiar with the fact that you are going to ignore this particular problem until it swims up and bites you on the ass.

Quint: Here's to swimmin' with bow-legged women.

Quint: Here lies the body of Mary Lee; died at the age of a hundred and three. For fifteen years she kept her virginity; not a bad record for this vicinity.

Quint: Back home we got a taxidermy man. He gonna have a heart attack when he see what I brung him.

Brody: "Slow ahead." I can go slow ahead. Come on down here and chum some of this shit.

Brody: Smile you son of a BITCH.

Mayor Vaughn: [to reporter] I'm pleased and happy to repeat the news that we have, in fact, caught and killed a large predator that supposedly injured some bathers. But, as you see, it's a beautiful day, the beaches are open and people are having a wonderful time. Amity, as you know, means "friendship".

Quint: [seeing Hooper's equipment] What are you? Some kind of half-assed astronaut?
[examining the shark cage]
Quint: Jesus H Christ, when I was a boy, every little squirt wanted to be a harpooner or a sword fisherman. What d'ya have there - a portable shower or a monkey cage?
Hooper: Anti-Shark cage.
Quint: Anti-shark cage. You go inside the cage?
[Hooper nods]
Quint: Cage goes in the water, you go in the water. Shark's in the water. Our shark.
[sings]
Quint: Farewell and adieu to you, fair Spanish ladies. Farewell and adieu, you ladies of Spain. For we've received orders for to sail back to Boston. And so nevermore shall we see you again.

Quint: Front, bow. Back, stern. If ya don't get it right, squirt, I throw your ass out the little round window on the side.

Ellen Brody: Martin hates boats. Martin hates water. Martin... Martin sits in his car when we go on the ferry to the mainland. I guess it's a childhhod thing. It's a... there's a clinical name for it isn't there?
Brody: Drowning.

Hooper: Fast fish.

Brody: That's some bad hat, Harry.

Quint: Hooper ya idiot. Starboard. Ain't you watchin' it?

Pratt: [to Hooper] Ya know, I'm gonna stuff your friggin' head in there, man, and find out if it's a man-eater, alright?

Mayor Vaughn: Any special questions?
Denherder: Uh, is that $3000 bounty on the shark in cash or check?
[the townspeople laugh]
Mrs. Taft: I don't think that's funny. I don't think that's funny at all, I'm sorry.

Hooper: Ah. Just like I thought... He came up with the Gulf Stream - from southern waters.
[He pulls a Louisiana license plate from the shark. Brody examines it]
Brody: He didn't eat a car, did he?

Brody: What are you doing out there? These are your people - go and talk to them.
Hendricks: Those aren't my people. They're from all over the place. Did you see all the license plates out in the parking lot? Connecticut, Rhode Island, New Jersey... I'm all by myself out there.

Quint: [Poking fun at Brody] Ah, the missus, Chief. If they don't like you going out, they'll love you comin' in.

[as Brody sends the air tanks flying]
Hooper: Dammit, Martin! This is compressed air!
Brody: Well, what the hell kind of a knot was that?
Hooper: You pulled the wrong one. You screw around with these tanks, and they're gonna blow up!
Quint: Yeah, that's real fine expensive gear you brought out here, Mr. Hooper. 'Course I don't know what that bastard shark's gonna do with it, might eat it I suppose. Seen one eat a rockin' chair one time. Hey chieffy, next time you just ask me which line to pull, right?

Brody: Take this stuff back to the office and get to work on those signs. "Beaches Closed - No Swimming. By the Order of the Amity PD". And let Polly do the printing.
Hendricks: What's the matter with my printing?

Mayor Vaughn: I'm only trying to say that Amity is a summer town. We need summer dollars. Now, if the people can't swim here, they'll be glad to swim at the beaches of Cape Cod, the Hamptons, Long Island...
Brody: That doesn't mean we have to serve them up a smorgasbord.

Hendricks: So then Denherder and Charlie sat there trying to catch their breath - and to figure out how to tell Charlie's wife what happened to her freezer full of meat.
Brody: That's not funny. That's not funny at all.

Quint: [On radio] Your husband's alright, Mrs. Brody. He's fishing. He's just caught a couple of stripers. We'll bring 'em in for dinner. We won't be long, we haven't seen anything yet. Over and out.

Brody: [Drunk] I'm tellin' ya, the crime rate in New York'll kill you. There's so many problems, you never feel like you're accomplishing anything. Violence, rip-offs, muggings... kids can't leave the house - you gotta walk them to school. But in Amity one man can make a difference. In twenty-five years, there's never been a shooting or a murder in this town.
Hooper: Fascinating. Want a pretzel?
Brody: Where are we?

Brody: Yeah, but I'm not drunk enough to go out on a boat.
Hooper: Yes, you are.
Brody: No, I'm not.
Hooper: Yes, you are.
Brody: I can't do that.
Hooper: Yes, you can.

Ellen Brody: Wanna get drunk and fool around?
Brody: Oh Yeah.

[about to go looking for the shark]
Brody: On the water?
Hooper: Well, if we're looking for a shark we're not gonna find him on the land.

Hooper: Boys, oh boys... I think he's come back for his noon feeding.

Quint: [as he spots Hooper sitting on the deck playing solitaire] Stop playin' with yourself, Hooper.

Quint: [referring to a cut on Brody's head] Chief... don't you worry about it, Chief. It won't be permanent. Wanna see somethin' permanent, boom-boom-boom?
[Quint pulls out a false front tooth and laughs]
Quint: Hey, Hoop, you wanna feel somethin' permanent? You just put your hand underneath my cap... and you just feel that little lump. Knock an ole un, St. Paddy's day, Boston.
Hooper: I got that beat.
Hooper: [to Brody] I got that beat.

Quint: You wanna drink? Drink to your leg.
Hooper: I'll drink to your leg.
Quint: Okay, so we drink to our legs!
[both laugh]

Hooper: [points to a scar on chest] Mary Ellen Moffat. She broke my heart.
[Hooper, Brody and Quint all laugh]

Hooper: [singing] Show me the way to go home / I'm tired and I want to go to bed...
Hooper, Quint, Brody: [all singing together] I had a little drink about an hour ago and it got right to my head / Wherever I may roam / by land or sea or foam...

Hooper: [trying to get the fishing line secure] It may be a marlin or a stingray... but it's definitely a game fish.
[Hooper pulls as the lines snaps and he crashes his head into the wall]
Quint: [picking up the line] Gamin' fish, eh? Marlin? Stingray? Bit through this piano wire? Don't you tell me my business again! You get back on the bridge...
Hooper: Quint, that doesn't prove a damn thing!
Quint: Well it proves one thing, Mr. Hooper. It proves that you wealthy college boys don't have the education enough to admit when you're wrong.
[Quint enters the cabin as Hooper makes faces at him]
Brody: [following Quint inside the boat] What's the point? Hooks and lines...
Quint: [slams on the roof at Hooper] Hooper! 12 minutes south south east now, full throttle!
Hooper: [Mocking Pirate Voice] Aye, aye, sir! AYE JIMBOY ARAGHHH!
Quint: [to Brody] See what I do, Chief, is I trick 'em to the surface. And I jab at 'em. I'm not gonna haul 'em up like a lot of catfish.
[slams on the roof]
Quint: Hooper, full throttle!
Hooper: [voice imitating W.C. Fields] I don't have to take this abuse much longer!

Quint: Hooper, what exactly can you do with these things of yours?
Hooper: Well, I think I can pump 20 cc's of strictnine nitrate into him, if I can get close enough.
Quint: Can you get this little needle through his skin?
Hooper: No, I can't do that. But if I can get him close enough to this cage, I think that I can get him in the mouth or the eye...
Brody: That shark will rip that cage to pieces!
Hooper: [shouting] YOU GOT ANY BETTER SUGGESTIONS?

Ellen Brody: You see the kids?
Brody: [looking out the window] They must be in the back yard.
Ellen Brody: In Amity, you say "yahd".
Brody: [starting out of the bedroom, speaking with a bad New-England accent] They're in the "yahd", not too "fah" from the "cah".
[looks back at Ellen]
Brody: How's that?
Ellen Brody: Like you're from New York.

Christine 'Chrissie' Watkins: GOD HELP ME!

Brody: You're certifiable, Quint! You know that?
Quint: Yeah, yeah, yeah...

Mrs. Kintner: Chief Brody?
Brody: Yes?
[Mrs. Kintner slaps Brody and sobs]
Mrs. Kintner: I just found out, that a girl got killed here last week, and you knew it! You knew there was a shark out there! You knew it was dangerous! But you let people go swimming anyway? You knew all those things! But still my boy is dead now. And there's nothing you can do about it. My boy is dead. I wanted you to know that.
[Mrs. Kintner walks away]
Mayor Vaughn: I'm sorry, Martin. She's wrong.
Brody: No, she's not.

Quint: I'm not talkin' 'bout pleasure boatin' or day sailin'. I'm talkin' 'bout workin' for a livin'. I'm talkin' 'bout sharkin'!

Brody: [to Mayor Vaughn, after the shark attack on July Fourth] Larry, the summer is over. You're the mayor of "shark city". These people think you want the beaches open.

Hooper: Mr. Vaughn, what we are dealing with here is a perfect engine, an eating machine. It's really a miracle of evolution. All this machine does is swim and eat and make little sharks, and that's all. Now, why don't you take a long, close look at this sign.
[refers to the graffitied billboard]
Hooper: Those proportions are correct.
Mayor Vaughn: Love to prove that, wouldn't ya? Get your name into the National Geographic.