Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(light music playing)

♪ I creep through the valleys ♪

It changes you...

They have to believe this without a shadow of a doubt.

I object to the word "whim."

More like pure tone.

Don't bother. He's dead.

♪ Oh yeah ♪

(sucks teeth) Situations evolve.

(harpsichord playing)

how Mary's painting career blossomed.

Blackbeard's right-hand man.

And there I was, in a duel with Izzy Hands,

♪ Guess I'll take my time ♪

Is everythin' all right?

I, I don't really like talking about him.

(Doug chuckles)

-Ooh! -(Mary gasps)

♪ To reach there ♪

Clearly, I've had too much to drink.

Aye, 'n the deck's as swabbed as she gets.

Oh, that's just my kitten, Ned.

I'm sorry it's come to this.

On to the next.

You're quite the specimen.

-(Stede yells) -(horse neighs)

He's my painting instructor.

You're gonna love what we've come up with.

So... you came in rather late last night.

We just can't seem to stop hurting each other, can we?

Well, it wouldn't be as special on that

(gasps, murmurs)

Black Pete: I can do accents. Does that count as a talent?

Hold on. Hold... on."

♪ I have to climb, oh yeah ♪

We need a corpse.