The action starts around the 43 second mark. Be sure to have the volume turned down; there be cussin’. But once you see what happens, you entirely sympathize.
When I was nine years old, I whined and whined and whined to my dad to please please please take me to see “Jaws.” He finally gave in. Unwise! It ruined me for beach fun forever. I assume that they’re always lying in wait to chomp me. When it comes to sharks, I’m basically Linus-and-the-Queen-Snakes. If I won the lottery, I would fund a Discovery Channel documentary involving Nazis, UFOs, sharks, and the hunt for Sasquatch. And then the world would end.