Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Let's get something to eat. Come on.

Thank heavens. There's still some life left in her after all. Thank you, Lord. I owe you one.

Fellas, I was just thinking. I'm sure my daddy would give you all jobs at the hotel.

You're the best cabin boy ever, you little monkey!

Oh, Jesus. Where the hell are we?

Good morning, Paps.

But the sea is part of me now too.

As soon as we get to the island, he's history,.

- Am I missing something here? - Holy shit in a handbasket. This moron got on the wrong boat.

Listen, do yourself a favor. Don't let 'em give you any of that flank steak bullshit.

You, you, old man.

"Hang in there. You're doin' a hell of a job."

I know why you are here.

All right, you icy bastard! How about a hot cup o' joe?

- Okay, fine. Do it quickly now. - Okay. Let's see here.

This little system's workin' out great.

Sometimes if we've had a little too much to drink we tend to say the opposite...

You’re one of them fancy lads, aren’t you?

My big Teddy. Thanks.

That's a relief.

"My wouldn't it be jolly-jack splendid to spend a fortnight or two in Hawaii?"

We're in deep shit, Greybar. What the hell are we gonna do?

Well, ah, if she's a refined lady, and I'm sure she is,

judging from his appearance, that's the most appropriate name I could come up with for him.

Kiddo, you are "A" number one in my book, you know that? You are top dollar.

Fish sticks ain't gonna be the same without ya.

this opsec...is clean

First of all, I was minding my own business until your son yanked me up here.

So, he'll be happy about this, huh?

Are you sure this is what you want?

Tonight, after they've all fallen asleep,

I'm going to kick me some sailor-boy ass.

Oh, greeting, fellow fishermen.

- You know the captain? - I should say so. He owes his entire career to my daddy.

What happened to you?

Come on, we've gotta finish before my husband, Mulligan, comes home.

Paddle your rump back here and steer this boat!

uh, cabin boy of The Filthy Whore,

P-whipped. Now, I'm confused. Isn't that French for pudding?

- Who are you? - I'm, uh, young Nathanial,

You couldn't be cuter. You're so adorable. Oh, my.

shoe salesman-looking creature!

Hopeless. Absolutely, utterly goddamned hopeless. I don't know why we keep trying.

What're we going to do, Captain? We can't just sit here and freeze to death.

Come on, it was just a joke.

What? Are you drunk or something?

It's painfully obvious to me that you have no idea who you're dealing with here.

That's right. No more fish sticks and chocolate milk for our cabin boy!

Do not be embarrassed, cabin boy.