Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

So, no matter what you see or hear,
Guys, the sheer level of talent we have on this ship!
♪ The ones that I choose ♪
Farewell, Bonnet's playthings.
Someone entirely fictional.
It feels... easy.
-Yeah. -Good.
"Fingers bleeding down to the bone now.
Okay. Clean yourself up and come find me.
That's perfect.
Oh, just a little gathering.
(Jim grunts)
Melvin! Company!
Hey.
You know we share our thoughts on this ship.
Did you make me breakfast in bed?
I think.
He wants no trace of Stede's old dross.
♪ Lord, my body ♪
Why couldn't we just do it on the ship?
your flyers just came in.
This, this... is Blackbeard.
Yes.
And you're sure you wanna renounce all claim
-I am still Blackbeard, so. -No.
We've decided this is just the best way
(snoring)
Actually, I do want to be called Edward from now on.
-(gasping) -(excited murmurs)
♪ I can make my own rules, oh yeah ♪
There he is.
No, it's not about me.
Okay, so, we've been visualizing the talent show.
Charming.