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(chuckles) Exactly. I mean, thank God you didn't,

-Responsive to their needs. -Buttons: See, that

Officer Wellington: They're still not moving.

Uh... I did this.

I'm not a pirate.

Tell them what happened here today!

Aye, they do seem less inclined to murder ye, Captain.

-Captain Badminton: No! -Yeah!

(echoing): Pathetic. Pathetic. Pathetic. Pathetic...

Ah! And this? (chuckles)

-All: Crew. -Captain Stede: ...crew."

-Yes! -(excited murmurs)

This is happening, okay? Do you want to live?

I wouldn't mess with those guys.

It is absolutely ridiculous.

So... if that's the case, what'll we do?

♪ For we who have lived as one wish to die as one ♪

Captain Stede: Yeah, that was a warning shot.

Oluwande: All right, well, we'll leave you to it then.

To become... a pirate.

-(softly): A little bit. -Officer Hornberry: Get ready.

Enough interruptions, slave!

as a suggestion.

Course, it took them a while to come 'round to the idea,

-All right, well. -This is nice.

You guys, I need a hand with something...

How many of you sew?

When we made you French kiss the horse. Do you remember?

Good luck with your fishing!

If we can light him on fire... I'm in.

-I thought I was slender. -No, no, no, no.

Other suggestions?

She is quite impressive, aye.