Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

It's just Blackbeard.

Someone who really knows the ropes.

They look like clouds, boss. Can we just focus on--

-(cheering) -Fuck, yes!

I would if I were them. Look at us.

-(cheers and applause) -Ed, it's--

You left me to be... a pirate?

(shouts): Right, come on!

barely eked by to fight another day,

-Genius on the ship! -(cheers and applause)

-I said so just the other day. -What? When?

Do, do wh-what?

Yes, I am the legendary Blackbeard.

I shouldn't be bored. I'm fucking Blackbeard.

-That's a thing? -Hmm.

To be honest, I'm thinking about packing it all in.

Waiting to drown?

(buoyant music playing)

It's probably the wind...

(sighs) Retirement.

Had to get rid of some gunpowder,

I will very willingly offer you this:

Wild characters on the high seas.

It's all gonna be your fault.

I think maybe I do.

Let's get to it.

-Oh, Mary. I've been stabbed. -Yes... Congrats.

Maybe they understand ecclesiastical Latin.

Will you please play with your children?

I need you here.

Keep going. You there, do it!

-56... -Good, keep going. Come find me when you're done.

-Glad you're not dead, Captain. -Good to see you.

(whispers): Mary?

You know, I thought I'd have a cooler death than this.

(quietly): We did it? We did it!

I'm Stede, remember?

(children laughing)

I did that, no questions asked.

My fuckin' resignation, you absolute twat!

What if Blackbeard turned up dead?

-It's a leap year. -Captain Stede: Leap year?

I know you're unhappy.

Something like being eaten, eaten by a tiger,

I knew you'd save us.

♪ From the ocean to the bay