Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Peasants marry for love.
♪ Oh, my mind is clean
I'm gonna get pissed.
It's the best.
-Y-Yes. (scoffs) -Backwards.
-Right... the uszh. -Hm.
Okay.
You're a good man, Ed.
We need to move quickly, before the Spanish realize
I'm a ghost.
Edward, you in here?
♪ From the wrist to the nail
Any last words, dog?
Um...
Ah, it's a bit of a letdown to be honest, mate.
Fuck, fuck...
Oh, I should deal with this.
♪ From the hole to the how
Fuck off.
I'm Stede, by the way.
-We don't have all day! -(softly): Is that Blackbeard?
(cheery music playing)
Mm-hm.
I'm gonna keep this very simple.
-It's going to be your fault! -I don't know!
He escaped the jaws of death.
Absol-- Yes! Whatever you want, sir.
Oh! Jesus!
Ahhh!
(lively classical music plays)
-I know. Mary. -Stede: Oh, yes.
We have to try, don't we? Otherwise, what's the point?