Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Why must we always hide our emotions, Mr. Macho Man?
I'm sorry.... I was thinking about how much fun it is to roast pumpkin seeds
She's a dietitian. Hey.
I might as well go back to devourin' wild boar and sleep on the beach.
I don't think your Capt. Greybar is qualified to cast aspersions on the character of others.
Obviously there's been a little mix-up here and I seem to have boarded the wrong vessel.
Fancy lad!
He's found out about me and Calli, and now he must think that I'm out there on the boat.
Paps, you've been like the drunken, abusive grandfather I never had.
That observation's gettin' a little old.
I hate it. I hate it. I hate it.
What the hell is this?
We're out here for the next three months to catch us some fish!
- Yeah. - Not nearly as idiotic.
with the crew of The Filthy Whore, like one big, happy,
This, uh, thing you're talkin' about.
Okay.
No, you were just lying there like a rat in a swimming pool...
And the bad thing is Chocki's kind of flighty by nature.
Well, uh, I guess I got everything.
I was sleeping! And by you yanking me onto this floating Dumpster,
If you hinder my arrival, I'll just have my daddy put you all on trial and have you hanged.
Bunch of stinkos around here
I thought mealtime could use a little sprucing up around here.
Hell's Bucket. No rhyme or reason to it.
Hey, where the hell are they going?
That's one little cute fishy this cabin boy done caught hisself.
Listen up, you doozy-lookin' deuce in shoes!
Way to go, kid!
Come here, you little rat bastard.
Stop it! Stop.
Keep 'im occupied, Ted. I got me an idea.
- I'm done. - Hi.
What the hell are you doing?
Those sparkly, twinkly things. I forget their technical name.
These socks I'm wearin' are pure wool and they've been on my feet for three straight weeks.
Hello.
Unfortunately I can't shake your hand I'm allergic to grease
I'll feel better once we get outta these waters.
Oh, geez. Where are you...
You just stay up there and keep them mascara-caked eyes of yours peeled for icebergs.
What do you think you're doing? This is no time for stunt sailing. Stop this immediately.
You see, I... am a fancy lad.
Oh, forget it. Uh, you really... This one you got me completely stumped on.
and I wouldn't be in this predicament in the first place.
Look at you. Dirty, shabby, common-looking.
Thank you.
Very few of these exist today, and those that do reside in museums or in the possession...
We gave you a carton of chocolate milk. What else you want?
Oh, Nathanial.
I think it's obvious. I'm trying to give him foot pain.
Well, I must tell you, for a yellow-eyed, gamey-smelling lowlife,
Uh, could somebody please turn up the heat?
ever since I ran away from the honor farm.
Now, where's that naughty Captain? He knows it's suppertime.
Get 'im! Get 'im!
I'm not gonna touch you, shake your hand or get near you because you're all of that.
- Can we? - Okay, since you know him and all.
Gives me the double-dark willies just eye-ballin' it.
That's wonderful. I'm flattered when a psychotic becomes smitten with me.
He did it.
and catch them scaley bastards while they're still groggy!
- Please don't harm me. I'm meek as a kitten. Truly I am. - Stop. Cease.