Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Ahem. Well’red I am so sorry for hunting. What?

-Bring her to me!

And the patch we fothered keeps slipping.

we'll be off to kill a monster!

Captain Crow! It's full of brickleback!

So give him your absolute obedience.

but his talents as a hunter have served you well.

All hands, to arms!

-Haul them lines, ya swabs! -Hard to port!

-Sorry. It just sounds funny. -I mean, I will be captain.

-Best to use the long spears.

{\an8}♪ Captain Crow is our hero He keeps the oceans clear ♪

-What are you going to do? -I'm gonna kill it.

All right, all right.

Right mess, aren't ya?

and usher in a new era of peace.

I'm going to gather supplies.

You're wasting your time.

Red is safe, and I have everything I need right here.

Four in two days?

By God, it's the Inevitable!

Admiral Hornagold?

And that one day, you would be captain of the Inevitable.

But the book says otherwise,

Sing Word: Captain Crow is our hero He keeps the oceans clear

Well, guess, uh, we'd better pack up.

Not pets that will lay eggs in your mouth

You're not Jacob Holland who killed four of them beasts

Stay away from the window.

Only if we kill it.

It's been an honor to serve with ya!

So we're not going to have any more attempts now, are we?

We've reached the Dregmorr.

But there cannot be a truce without war.

You'd been out there for days.

And it's the Inevitable what will lead the way

-Yeah, right. Till she gets hungry. -Oh, will you just…

Congratulations, Captain Someday.

I told you she was more than a beast!

and all of our rage down upon this beast.

I don't believe in them superstitions.

The monsters, I can handle.

All right, ya fish killers!

We kill 'em, lass. We don't study 'em.

Dead to rights?

Fighting trim! Clew up fore a' main!

and neither are you.

{\an8}♪ He hunts them for their crimes ♪

Now, I believe the world still needs the hunters,

-Is that the Inevitable? -What are they doing here?

That we may be tested and find our greatness.

destroyed or otherwise.

Your time is up.

shot through the heart, and cut to pieces.

Now is the reckoning.

And, Miss Maisie,

You're home, Jacob.

Then it'll be your time.

Okay? Can you turn?

And we will bring all of our skill

Ah, just some kid.

You did good, kid.

It's not built for hunting,

It's smarter than we think. The line's been severed.