Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

or a rupture with Blackbeard?

I don't like to drink till I puke,

(groans) It's a little early for that,

Like when I heard that you'd shacked up with him, I said--

I don't even think I can stay in that room anymore.

Calico Jack: Man, that bird really crapped, didn't it?

I'm out. Who's with me?

-Oh. -It's looking down.

Nothin' to be ashamed of.

we'll be holding a burial at sea for Karl.

I'm not sayin' that. I'm just, you know...

Look, these things happen.

You're not a girl.

This about your little bird friend?

-Has this been goin' on all night? -All night. No breaks.

-Such a dick! Such a fucking dick. -Such a dick!

-En serio? -Yeah.

Loser gets his head cut off,

-Well, it was a pretty bitchy question. -Black Pete: Yeah.

(uneasy harpischord playing)

You tell me everything you know about the Siete Gallos,

you can take that seat. I'll--

Buttons: No, please!

All right, it's lit, it's lit!

What do you mean, he's your friend?

-Whippies? -Both: Whippies! Whippies! Whippies!