Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

-Is this silk? -Captain Stede: Oh, no.

♪ Yes, my heart is empty

Got yourself pretty stabbed up there by some Spaniards.

I suppose I do work for Blackbeard.

All right, lads! I'm here!

and my, my nose is different,

Ooh, here's one you might appreciate.

-Karl's the bird. -Sorry, sir, Blackbeard, sir.

Izzy, look, look at this shit.

I've been on this ship for weeks now...

Oh, the Spanish. They die quite dramatically, don't they? The Spaniards?

but the rest is yours.

-You've read all of these? -Many times.

At least, not so much that I would wanna do this!

(grunts and winces)

Oh... look at that. What is it?

And don't play pirates with them.

-Ah! -How are you stocked for munitions?

and your fancy quarters, and your secret little closet

You've been lookin' at me all day.

-Take a swig. -Yeah?

Well, as bored as you might be, if you don't make a decision soon,

the most brilliant sailor I had ever met.

I'm unhappy, too.

Blackbeard: What's that painting?

You're quite right. We only have this one life.

That’s some damn good dick

Tell me, can you count?

and I can speak now, yes.

Yeah, that's it. That's it!

So lift anchor, and let the ocean current

And the demons attract misfortune.

You knew this would happen?

-Mary: Oh! Graves. -Stede: Huh.

(foghorn sound)

and the crystals attract demons.

I don't think you're a shell of a man...