Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

He's got nice hair.
He drifted by late last night.
before the English showed up.
No, that's just the perspective.
-Brekkie! -Come on, brekkie!
Drinks?
Give him the ol' fuck-eye.
-All: Aww. -Aw, man.
Of course, it's not safe!
I hex ye,
Take coconuts, we chuck 'em at each other's heads. It's hilarious.
Jesus Christ.
-(growling) -(cannons boom)
Buttons (shouts): I wish God took me instead!
I love this dopey bastard right here.
But remember, we only sit on it.
-Ah... the ones that were under the stairs? -Blackbeard: Yes.
-When? -I can't remember exactly when--
I know it's tough, but chin up.
Right, but what if some of us saw ourselves
Nobody messes with Calico Ja--
Right. We should probably fire back at them, um.
Well, perhaps, he's not the Blackie you knew.
You'd think a real pirate would have those.
Oh... it was an accident.
-(laughs) -That was cool.
Captain Hornigold! There's a fucking blast from the past!
Never left. (clicks tongue)
Hiya, Jackie.
-That seems a bit tricky. -No, that's just--
Come on, tell us!
Maybe, left them to die at the hands of the Spanish?
We don't sleep, we sit on it.
Not me.
So... the room is free then?
you to Blind Man's Cove, seeing as its
(indistinct chatter)
-(splashes) -Oh, okay. I forgot to say,
(crew laughing)
or I knife another one of your husbands.