Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Because it's my job to make sure that Edward is content.
You are improving, though... Kinda.
(door opens)
(door slams)
Oh, whoa, hey, okay! Boys, give it a rest!
This is all a dream. Come back!
(footsteps receding)
What-- Is that right?
What?! What, what you talking about?
-(maniacal laughter) -(fearful shouting)
I love it.
-It's rather strong, actually. -Shut up!
(ominous music playing)
You're a killer, bro. You're a fuckin' killer.
Maybe, sometimes, it can be an expression of ourselves.
He missed all the important bits.
Yeah, okay, well, yeah, vaguely... remember that.
(all chuckle)
Well, maybe it doesn't always have to be scary.
-Blackbeard: Ahh! -Captain Stede: Ooh!
-Right, gang? -(all agree)
-Come at me, dog! -Ah! Ahh!
You can't cancel it.
Something that'll really plumb the depths.
one William Shakespeare, at our disposal.
You think I wanna mess with a waitstaff?
is that still on the cards, or?
Bonnet as a sort of a pet.
If I'm honest... I haven't killed another man since.
-(screams) -Ooh!
-Yeah. -And I'm going to sing.
I got his head, I got his head, I got his head.
You don't have to wear it.
I'll have to ask the little bugger.
The good news is, my dad was a dick.
Reckon he's rendered your sword inoperable.