Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

and the crew's completely useless,
(playful screaming, laughter continue)
Margaret's kind of an either/or name.
Blackbeard.
-I'm not unhappy. -No?
They're on us now. Time for a new idea, Stede.
-Mother Bonnet: Yes! -Wow.
Come on. Come on. Line up. Line, line up.
-(girl screams) -Mm-hm?
What?
but if you just put some fucking imagination into it, man.
I'm not sure. That's really the crew's thing.
Ugh... God.
Do you work for Blackbeard?
Shh.
(light applause)
-Hello. -Karl conveys his warm regards, Captain.
By yourself?
Hmm... I'm Ed.
(ominous music playing)
♪ From the night to the day
Ooh, now, there's an idea. I haven't done that yet.
Well, that's lovely, but you don't need to say sir, all right?
Blackbeard: This place is amazing.
-I never really thought about it that way. -Mm, no one does.
Maybe we should try that.
Do you fancy a fine fabric?
Sometimes, I think I-- I've heard you crying.
-So, Edward-- -He's got all sorts of knick-knacks
Break the monotony.
(exhales) All of this is yours?
doing something original out here?
Blackbeard!
-Clap. -(slow applause)
It's just kind of rocky and flat, and rocky and flat.
-Line up... -I'm back!
These are just my favorites.
(foghorn stops)
(ropes creaking)
For it is September 2nd...
I know we never would've chosen each other,
Captain Stede: Ah! Ah!
'cause things have taken a very--
You can be a real bummer sometimes. You know that?