"Chief, try some of this, I made it myself." He handed Brody a shit glass with something in it, chuckling when Brody thanked him and took a sip after Quint's words. "Here's to swimmin' with poor legged women."

Quint was a weird and strange man, but he was our only hope now that the shark problem was major. He insisted he'd do it alone, but Brody insisted he and Matt go with him, you just watching them talk. They eventually convinced him, setting up the stuff on the boat.