Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Do not be embarrassed, cabin boy.

But the sea is part of me now too.

Tonight, after they've all fallen asleep,

- Who are you? - I'm, uh, young Nathanial,

Come on, it was just a joke.

What? Are you drunk or something?

"My wouldn't it be jolly-jack splendid to spend a fortnight or two in Hawaii?"

Let's get something to eat. Come on.

I'm going to kick me some sailor-boy ass.

What're we going to do, Captain? We can't just sit here and freeze to death.

Fellas, I was just thinking. I'm sure my daddy would give you all jobs at the hotel.

Are you sure this is what you want?

You’re one of them fancy lads, aren’t you?

"Hang in there. You're doin' a hell of a job."

Sometimes if we've had a little too much to drink we tend to say the opposite...

judging from his appearance, that's the most appropriate name I could come up with for him.

First of all, I was minding my own business until your son yanked me up here.

Thank heavens. There's still some life left in her after all. Thank you, Lord. I owe you one.

That's a relief.

I know why you are here.

You're the best cabin boy ever, you little monkey!

this opsec...is clean

Oh, greeting, fellow fishermen.

Fish sticks ain't gonna be the same without ya.

Come on, we've gotta finish before my husband, Mulligan, comes home.

- Am I missing something here? - Holy shit in a handbasket. This moron got on the wrong boat.

All right, you icy bastard! How about a hot cup o' joe?

What happened to you?

You couldn't be cuter. You're so adorable. Oh, my.

This little system's workin' out great.

Oh, Jesus. Where the hell are we?

uh, cabin boy of The Filthy Whore,

We're in deep shit, Greybar. What the hell are we gonna do?

My big Teddy. Thanks.

Listen, do yourself a favor. Don't let 'em give you any of that flank steak bullshit.

It's painfully obvious to me that you have no idea who you're dealing with here.

shoe salesman-looking creature!

Well, ah, if she's a refined lady, and I'm sure she is,

Good morning, Paps.

Hopeless. Absolutely, utterly goddamned hopeless. I don't know why we keep trying.

Paddle your rump back here and steer this boat!

Kiddo, you are "A" number one in my book, you know that? You are top dollar.

As soon as we get to the island, he's history,.

You, you, old man.

P-whipped. Now, I'm confused. Isn't that French for pudding?

That's right. No more fish sticks and chocolate milk for our cabin boy!

So, he'll be happy about this, huh?

- Okay, fine. Do it quickly now. - Okay. Let's see here.

- You know the captain? - I should say so. He owes his entire career to my daddy.