Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

(heavy sigh)
-(imitates foghorn) -And stop!
No!
-for each other, remember? -That's right.
(confused muttering)
Back to work.
No one'll see us in this.
It can be a bit of a grind.
-What? -Well, Blackbeard...
-be like Blackbeard, even just for a moment-- -(Blackbeard scoffs)
-(laughter continues) -Mary: Stede?
If you were to show me the ways of an aristocrat...
-So, listen up. -Frenchie: Yeah.
-Rawr! -(screaming)
I was just uncomfortable in a married state.
Wait! Et voila!
For years, I've followed your every whim,
Ooh, ooh, and this is my new pal, Stede.
-Wait, what are you gonna do? -I'm sorry.
but... have you ever considered retirement?
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This is it. I'm sorry.
or... belly-flopping into a volcano.
we're gonna fuckin' die.
I suppose they look like sausages.
Blackbeard has business to attend to!
So, we're thinkin' they're gonna kill us, yeah?
Yes! We fucking did it!
Mary, we were just playing pirates.
He probably thinks I'm a fool, that Blackbeard.
Hm? Fucking viking vampire clown with--
Huge fan, sir. Huge.
once the sea cooled around dusk.
(snoring continues)
-Fang! -(hisses) Back to work!
Oh, it's you.
Blackbeard: Should do. Here.
(stops)
Spare me! I have a family.
Hola.
-Twenty, 19, 18, 17, 16... -Uh-oh, time's almost up.
Let's not brutalize our guests like that.
I think Jim's strictly for dudes.
-Yes. -Yeah, yeah.
(chuckles) Wouldn't that be something?
'Cept we're right in their path.