Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

it's made from the finest cherry wood in Brazil.
-Hold him down. -Okay.
would probably be...
-May I have a word? -Captain Stede: It's a bit like theater isn't it, Ed?
I've a more lucrative proposal in mind.
(screaming) Have mercy!
Seems to me the best move here is... amputation.
Uh, he's really pretty good.
Black Pete: Oh my god.
Yeah, well, it's been days since I've cut myself on my sword.
Actually, that's kind of it.
The key... (grunts)
(sword cracks)
-Me? Oh, come on. Don't tease me. -Uh-huh.
Exactly.
Come on. Give a man a warning.
-That's my-- no, that's my hips. -That's it! That is it!
Why, I'll never know, but... he does.
It's what we can afford.
Izzy: You're in too deep, Edward.
Best thing to do...
I choose... this. Aaah!
She might just answer.
Every man for himself!
uh, listen.
That was embarrassing!
Oh.
Not my problem. Why'd you even do it in the first place?
-Blackbeard: Over here, child. -Oh god. He's there!
(young Blackbeard groaning)
Do you remember your policy about pets aboard your vessel?
so I cleverly took the sword on the left.
I'm assuming standard duel rules apply.
Yeah, that's our little Nordic angel.
Oh... that'll be from me "summer" teef.
Frenchie: Come on, Captain!
(all muttering)