Scuttle: You see the snarfblatt dates back to pre-hysterical times when humans would sit around and stare at each other all day.
[long pause]
Scuttle: got very boring. So they invented this snarfblatt to make fine music, allow me!
[Attempts to blow the pipe and seaweed crops out of it]
Ariel: [realizing] Music?
Scuttle: It's stuck!
[coughs and gags]
Ariel: Oh, the concert! Oh my gosh my father's gonna kill me!
Flounder: The concert was today?