Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Be Prepared to Fire
Mr Calamy. There's something might interest you here.
Right in.
when you see your mate being a nonce
He's callin' it up, don't you see?
Run 'em out.
We're fish in a barrel.
What a wonderfully true voice Mr Hollom possesses.
And chasing this larger, faster ship with its long guns is beginning to smack of pride.
If we can't sail through the damn wind, Tom, we'll bloody well sail around it. Due south.
who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name.
Fire!
Sir.
Doesn't look like one. I mean, it looks like a stick.
Two points off the starboard bow, sir. Not a mile distant.
but they've taken a set against me.
- Excuse me, sir, but what are they building? - Your first command.
Mr Calamy says I'm not on the boarding party. I want to say...
Southern California weather forecasters now:
stone taking blight from the box the rest of us can't do that fam
Not everything is in your books, Stephen.
Pull for Lucky Jack.
All hands on starboard rail.
Turn.
It's circling, lads.
And we ask for his.
Po Po Po Po Power with Bearglove
Jump to it, lads. Cadence and rhythm.
Padeen, please.
Steady now, lads. Keep calm.
Crew prisoner, captain dead.
Batten down those hatches before we're on the bottom.
Sir.
Sir, I saw there was something right strange about her, so I asked Joe...
Po Po Po Po Power with Bearglove
Damn fine gunnery.
You'll fire for her mainmast. Much will depend on your accuracy.
After all, surprise is on our side.
Take a good grip with the square retractor.
Not to criticise nor to comment on my command.
It's like Killick says. Morning of the battle, he doesn't have the guts to beat to quarters.
There's three ounces in there
Repair won't do here. I need these replaced.
When we get there, we'll have to stop for food and water.
You've come to the wrong shop for anarchy, brother.
Killick. Killick there. What do you have for us tonight?
Looks like a frigate.
I can't make it rain.
Very Good, Sir
Captain Howard and the marines
Heave. Steady.
Jump to it, boys. Jump to it.
I have known you to spend hours staring into a deserted bird's nest.
A warning take by me
Be as satiric as you like. Viewing the world through a microscope is your prerogative.
Go on, Joe.
Do you not know that in the great purge of white undesirables, one must choose the most expedient path to extinction
Mr Lamb, as always, will do his best. Which is all I can hope to expect from any man.
Have they expressed any feelings on the matter to you?
Po Po Po Po Power with Bearglove
So, gun captains, that gives you one shot from the larboard battery. One shot only.
What is it?
- Now you're talking like an Irishman. - I am an Irishman.
Which it is soused hog’s face. My favorite.
Mr Pullings, enter these men's names into the ship's books.
And though we be on the far side of the world, this ship is our home
lieutenant.
I see. So after all this time in your service,
It means she had the wind in her favour, therefore control of the engagement.
I'm not even sure it was the Acheron we sighted.
Those birds. They're a species of cormorant, but they are flightless.
Weevils.
That's the excuse of every tyrant in history, from Nero to Bonaparte.
Perfect.
That can only mean King Charles Island. He's looking for water.
Does God make them change? Yes, certainly.
To the lesser of two weevils
No, we shall head home. Before peace breaks out with France, God forbid.
You have no possibility, no chance. But you have had warning.
That's just dried blood those are his brains
Phantom or no, she's a privateer, and Lucky Jack'll have her.