Sewer Shark on the 3DO - intro and gameplay
The crazy world of Sewer Shark on the great 3DO.
Certainly the best looking version of the game at the time.
Here is a transcript of the over-acted script. The banter between Catfish and Ghost sort of grows on you after a while.
FALCO
Another crash and burn.
First time eh rookie? Hey, listen. I hear they are putting you in with ghost today. Now, that's my main man. Greatest copilot to ever shoot the tubes. Give him your best stuff and he’ll keep you flying. Maybe all the way to Solar City, eh?
FALCO
Showtime. I'm Falco. You'll be hearing from me.
GHOST
Welcome to the sewers Punk. The guy you're replacing. He had that same tough guy smirk on his face that you do. Till he hit the wall. They’re out there now blotting him up with handy wipes.
But the ghost here. I always come back for more.
Let's go Rookie.
GHOST
Take a deep breath, Rookie. Don't you love the smell of the sewers in the morning? They smell like victory.
GHOST
This here is the Hole Hawg. I took her apart and I put her back together again. No matter what they taught you up at Top Rat, factory jobs ain't worth scrap.
I got some stuff in here. It's not all strictly legal, but it just might keep you off the wall.
Now until you earn a better one. Your call sign... Dog Meat. All right. Climb aboard Dog Meat.
GHOST
Crash and burn. Crash and burn. The sewer jockeys come, and they go. But down here, this is the hole. I give you a name, a friend, a boss and a reason to live.
GHOST
You're gonna owe me big, Dog Meat. And what's my payback?
A million pounds at tube stake.
That's all you got to deliver today. Hot shot. You nail this one run, and we got a one-way ticket to Solar City.
Maybe you're good enough Dog Meat. Let's find out.
I'm your backseat this trip, so don't screw up.
Hey, CatFish, transmit your dirty little...
CATFISH
Well, I'm working real good now, Mr. Ghost. Oh, my gosh, what is that ugly thing sitting in the pilot's seat?.
GHOST
Catfish. Pilot accident record. File access. Run data. Evaluate.
CATFISH
Oh, well, 12 pilots missing. Three recoveries with extensive transmedial lobotometric...
Oh, well, heck- they’re dead. Complete cranial evacuation. It's a no brainer, Mr. Ghost.
GHOST
Something down there sucked their brains out.
Coordinates.
CATFISH
They were all down there in sector 19.
GHOST
That's where Falco's headed. We better keep in close touch with her today.
CATFISH
Well, I sure hope she stays out of sector 19.
GHOST
Hey, catfish. Come on, let's go kick a little Ratagator butt, okay.
CATFISH
Oh, no - not another bug hunt Mr. Ghost?
GHOST
You know Dog Meat, Catfish needs a trip to Solar City worse than we do.
CATFISH
It’s awful dark and scary down there Mr. Ghost. And it smells terrible.
GHOST
There we are. Go for launch. Okay. Ignition. On three. Ready? THREE!
Hey, relax, pretend it's a game. Maybe it'll even be fun. Shoot the tubes, Dog Meat.
CATFISH
Catfish to Ghost. We got a target acquisition down here.
Oh my Gosh – It’s GODZILLA!.