Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Come on. Open up.
♪ Miles from nowhere ♪
What if life just...
Looks that way.
Next one goes through your fuckin' eyeball!
Is it safe to have a candle in here, do you think?
-So, we're havin' a thing on-- -(both shouting)
♪ To reach there ♪
We made a contract in front of God
I am the Kraken.
Why not just smother me with a pillow? Or use a gun?
♪ ♪
You're a real pro, Ned.
-Doug: Go ahead. -Yep.
Anything you want to, uh, tell me?
-(yelling) -♪ When I reach the end ♪
♪ ♪
That's funny. I haven't heard much about you.
Are You....?
No!
♪ Make it go away ♪
I managed to calm him in the end.
Well, feels nice to tidy up a little.
(Evelyn clears throat)
(snoring)
We went to elementary school together.
Have at it, chaps!
Next!
And if her husband gave up the sea,
as natural causes.
Oh, who knows?
Um, we're having a thing on deck
Blackbeard is himself again.
Look at that.
Why isn't this finished yet?
I'd like a shot.
Choose your next words wisely, dog.
Mm, you know, built this fort.
-I think I have. -Really?
He's alive!
in a silk gown pining for his boyfriend.
-It's going swimmingly. -Is it? I can't tell.
(Mary and Doug laughing)
Can't believe I was living like this. Can you, Iz?
Oh, fuck me.
Edward probably wanted to discuss feelings or something.
to resolve the mess I've made.
-Blackbeard: I'm in here. -Oh god!
The door's the blue cushion.
Remember, my Marcus was the undertaker.
Yes, well...
I hate to say it, but it would've been
Mary: And we laugh a lot.