It was the same mask that had dropped into the water when Nemo was taken away.

Maybe it would give Marlin a clue! A way to find his son.

"Nemo," Marlin said under his breath. "Nemo," said Chum with a confused stare. "I don't get it."

"For a clownfish he's not that funny," Bruce agreed.

"No,no,no," Marlin said as he floated up toward the mask. "He's my son. He was taken by these divers."

"Bloody humans!" exclaimed Chum.

"They think they own everything."

"Now, there is a father. Lookin' for his little boy," Bruce said.

The shark sniffled, thinking of poor little Nemo separated from his dad. He wiped away a tear as Marlin and Dory swam closer to the mask. There were markings on it. Human writing.

"Ugh! What do these markings mean?" Marlin asked Dory. "I can't read human."

Dory grabbed the mask. "Well, then we gotta find a fish that can read this!" She dove down to the sharks.

"No, no, no!" Marlin yelled after Dory. This was their chance to escape. The sharks were all in a group hug, comforting Bruce.

Marlin reached for the mask.

"Hey! That's mine!" Dory shouted. "Give it back!"

Marlin pulled one side of the mask and Dory pulled the other in a tug-of-war. The mask snapped, hitting Dory's face. "Ow!" Dory cried.

"Oh, I'm sorry," Marlin said quickly. "Are you okay? I'm so sorry!"

Dory rubbed her face. "Am I bleeding?" "Dory?" asked Bruce. "Are you o —"

He noticed some blood. "Oooooh!" He edged closer.

"Intervention!" yelled Anchor and Chum. Just as Bruce snapped his jaws shut, the other two sharks pulled him away. He missed Dory by an inch.

"Just a bite!" Bruce begged.

"Now, you hold it together, mate!" Anchor cried.

"Remember, Bruce," Chum said. "Fish are friends. Not food."

But Bruce wasn't listening. His mouth opened wider and wider. The smell of blood awoke his need to eat fish.

"Food!" he yelled, lunging again.

"Dory! Look out!" Marlin cried. He and Dory took hold of the mask together and awkwardly swam away.

"I'm having fish tonight!" Bruce shouted, diving after them.

Marlin and Dory swam faster and faster through the submarine. They had to escape the hungry shark!

"Look! Here's something!" Dory stopped in the torpedo room. She slowly read the letters written near a broken-down door. "E-S-C-A-P-E. I wonder what that means?" she asked herself out loud. "It's funny because it's spelled just like the word escape!"

Suddenly, the huge shark burst into the room. "Here's Bruce!"

Marlin and Dory raced through the door. Then Marlin stopped. "Wait a minute! You can read?"

"I can read?" Dory repeated, confused by the question. Then she remembered. "That's right! I can read!" she cried.

Marlin held the mask out to her. "W-well, then, here, read this. Now!"

Just then Bruce rammed his way out of the submarine. He chomped down, narrowly missing the two fish and catching the mask between his teeth.

"Aaah!" Marlin and Dory screamed. Bruce wrenched the mask from their fins.

The two fish raced away. We need a place to hide, thought Marlin. But where?

There! It was a torpedo tube at the side of the sub. Bruce could never fit inside.

Marlin led Dory into the tube. But their escape was blocked by a heavy torpedo.

Bruce slammed into the tube.

"Sorry about Bruce, mates!" Anchor and Chum called, swimming close by. "He's really a nice guy!"

Slam! Bruce charged again.

Marlin peered out. The diver's mask!

It was still dangling from Bruce's mouth! "I need to get that mask!" he shouted.

"Okay!" said Dory helpfully. "No, no, noooo!" Marlin cried.

But Dory had already pushed a bolt, which released the torpedo. It slid out, pushing Marlin and Dory along with it— right into Bruce's mouth.

The shark snapped his teeth, ready for the tasty morsels. But the torpedo was in the way. His mouth couldn't close as he bit down on the hard metal.

Marlin and Dory grabbed the mask, then swam back inside the tube.

Furious, Bruce spat out the torpedo.

"Oh, no!" Anchor and Chum gasped. "Swim away! Swim away!"

The torpedo struck a floating mine. Boom! It exploded, setting off a chain reaction. Each explosion was bigger than the one before. Boom! Boom! Boom!

这个面罩和尼莫被带走时掉到海水里的那个一模一样。

或许它能给马林一点线索！找到儿子的一个办法。

“尼莫。”马林轻轻地说。“尼莫，”阿沈迷惑不解地盯着他，说道，“我没听明白。”

“作为一条小丑鱼，他不怎么搞笑。”布鲁斯表示赞同。

“不，不，不，”马林一边说，一边游向上方的面罩，“他是我的儿子。他被这些潜水员带走了。”

“残忍的人类!”阿沈大喊。

“他们以为自己拥有一切。”

“现在，有一位父亲。在寻找他可怜的儿子。”布鲁斯说。

想到可怜的小尼莫和爸爸分开，这头鲨鱼抽泣起来。他抹去眼泪时，马林和多莉离面罩更近了。面罩上有些记号。是人类的笔迹。

“啊！这些记号是什么意思?”马林问多莉，“我看不懂人类的字。”

多莉抓住面罩。“嗯，那么我们就找一条看得懂这些字的鱼!”她往下游，冲向了鲨鱼。

“不，不，不!”马林在多莉身后叫喊。这是他们逃跑的好机会。鲨鱼们抱成一团，正在安慰布鲁斯。

马林去拿面罩。

“喂！这是我的!”多莉喊着，“还给我!”

马林拉着面罩的一边，多莉拉着另一边，就像拔河。砰的一声，面罩打到了多莉的脸。“哎哟!”多莉大叫。

“哦，对不起，”马林赶紧说，“你没事吧？我很抱歉!”

多莉摸着自己的脸。“我流血了吗?”“多莉?”布鲁斯问。“你还好——”

他注意到有血。“哦……哦!”他靠得更近了。

“调停委员会!”安安和阿沈大喊。就在布鲁斯猛地合上嘴巴的时候，另外两头鲨鱼把他拉走。他只差一英寸就咬住多莉了。

“只咬一口!”布鲁斯哀求道。

“现在，你冷静点，老兄!”安安喊道。

“记住，布鲁斯，”阿沈说，“鱼类是朋友。不是食物。”

但是布鲁斯根本听不进去。他的嘴巴张得越来越大。血的味道唤起了他吃鱼的本性。

“是食物!”他喊着，大扑了过去。

“多莉！小心!”马林大叫。他和多莉一起抓住面罩，笨拙地游走了。

“我今天晚上要吃鱼!”布鲁斯喊着，潜水追赶他们。

马林和多莉在潜水艇里游得越来越快。他们必须摆脱这群饥饿的鲨鱼！

“看！这儿有样东西!”多莉在鱼雷室停了下来。门已经破了，附近写了一些字母，她慢慢地读着。“E-S-C-A-P-E。我想知道这是什么意思?”她大声地自言自语，“很好玩，因为跟‘逃跑’这个词拼得一样!”

突然，这条巨大的鲨鱼闯了进来。“布鲁斯来了!”

马林和多莉飞快地穿过这扇门。就在这时，马林停了下来，问道：“等一下！你识字?”

“我识字?”多莉重复着，被问糊涂了。就在这时，她回想起来了。“对啊！我识字!”她大喊。

马林把面罩递给她。“好吧，那么，给你，念一念这个。马上!”

就在这时，布鲁斯猛烈地撞着，要从潜水艇里出来。他的牙齿格格作响，差一点就抓到这两条鱼了，不过他的牙齿咬住了面罩。

“啊!”马林和多莉高声尖叫。布鲁斯把面罩从他们的鱼鳍间抢走。

这两条鱼飞快地游走了。我们需要找个地方躲起来，马林想。但是去哪儿呢？

那儿！潜水艇旁边有一个鱼雷发射管。布鲁斯怎么也钻不进去。

马林带着多莉钻进发射管。但是他们逃跑的路被一颗重重的鱼雷堵死了。

布鲁斯使劲撞击着发射管。

“布鲁斯的事对不起了，伙计们!”安安和阿沈游到旁边喊到，“他平时真的是个好伙伴!”

砰！布鲁斯又发起了冲击。

马林偷偷往外看。潜水员的面罩！

它还挂在布鲁斯的嘴边！“我要拿到那个面罩!”他大喊。

“好的!”多莉热心地说。“不，不，不不!”马林大叫。

但是多莉已经按下了螺栓，把鱼雷发射出去。鱼雷滑出去，把马林和多莉往前推——正好掉进布鲁斯的嘴里。

鲨鱼布鲁斯的牙齿格格作响，正等着吃美味的小鱼。但是鱼雷挡在了半道上。他一口咬住坚硬的鱼雷时，嘴都合不上了。

马林和多莉抓住面罩，然后游回了发射管。

布鲁斯气急败坏地把鱼雷吐了出去。

“哦，不!”安安和阿沈倒吸一口冷气，大叫道，“快逃啊！快逃啊!”

鱼雷击中了一个漂浮的水雷。轰隆！水雷爆炸了，引起了连锁反应。每一次爆炸都比前一次更响。轰隆！轰隆！轰隆！