Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Well, Jim's seen the most combat,
-(all groan) -Goddammit!
Just go for a walk.
Give 'em somethin' to really stick their teeth inta.
(clears throat)
Hey, come on, mate. I'm gonna have to sew that up now.
Well, guess it's time.
♪ Shy as a shadow ♪
How 'bout Jim? He looks experienced.
♪ You have waited for to be mated with ♪
-Roach: It's your bet. -I know it's my bet.
(shuddering gasps)
Who can say? All I know is...
-The rowboat? -Captain Badminton: Oh, come on now.
At long last, he'd become a real boy.
but... I expect she's our beauty.
-Captain does the voices. -Roach: Talk like a wooden boy.
It's the only one I can really see.
Row, Baby Bonnet! Row!
That'll be lovely, yes.
But you were so fat... and soft and weak.
All right, come on.
Ahh!
Yeah, cats are terrifying. Everyone knows that.
-(gunshot) -(muffled shouting)
So... I pay my crew a salary.
Rec center.
Yes!
All I'll ever be.
problematic in a leader.
Quite something, isn't it?
For example, if your average pirate doesn't steal, he doesn't eat.
Yeah, I find the, uh, the feel of silk very invigorating.
(all chattering)
Have a seat... Please.
♪ There's only one way
That's one nice thing about him.
♪ You will begin to grow
One appears to be a heavyset woman in a silk dressing gown.
And when we weren't killing or drinking,
-Respect. -You'll never leave here alive, pirate scum!
The wooden puppet looked down at his legs, his hands, his feet.
Buttons: All right. No, just lift your leg up, Captain.
Well, no, they almost always end in terrible bloodshed.
No offense. I know you're mates.
may be what's contributin' to the poor overall impression.
Oluwande: Oh, that's a kill. There's a kill.
Lucius reads.
I've made a mistake.
-Do you like mine? -Wee John Feeney: That's such beautiful material.