The bad guys blast it to pieces, of course.
So why was I suckered into thinking it wasn’t going to happen in the novel I just finished reading? Because I really truly thought the author was heading toward some (probably sappy) morally uplifting life lesson for one of the secondary characters.
But no. The bad guys blasted the fish tank to pieces! And killed all the fish! And they were clownfish! They murdered Nemo!!!
So here’s my plea to screenwriters and other writers who might feel tempted to blow up fish tanks to make a dramatic point: Resist the temptation. It’s been done. And done. And done.