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Do excuse me
while I kill the man who ruined my life. 253
- Be my guest.
- Let us examine that claim for a moment. 254
Who was it, that at the very moment you
had a notorious pirate safely behind bars, 255
saw fit to free said pirate and
take your dearly beloved all to hisself? 256
Eh? 257
So whose fault is it, really, 258
that you've ended up a rum-pot deckhand
what takes orders from pirates? 259
Enough! 260
Unfortunately, Mr. Turner, he's right! 261
Still rooting for you, mate. 262
Oh! Oof! 263
Aargh! 264
We got it! We got it! We got it! 265
Hello, poppet. 266
Come on, run! 267
- Sword!
- Sword! Sword! 268
Sword! 269
Aargh! 270
Ugh! 271
Follow my voice.
Follow my voice. 272
To the left... no, turn around. 273
Go to the right. 274
No, that's a tree. 275
Oh, shut it. 276
Jar of dirt! 277
Argh! 278
Right. 279
We've got it! 280
Come on, Turner! 281
Leave him lie! Unless you plan
on using him to hit something with. 282
- We're not getting out of this.
- Not with the chest. 283
Into the boat. 284
- You're mad!
- Don't wait for me. 285
- I say we respect his final wish.
- Aye! 286
Your bravery is wasted. 287
I shall pry the chest away
from your cold, dead hands. 288
- Here you go!
- Oof! 289
Pirates! 290
Hey! 291
- What happened to the chest?
- Norrington took it to draw them off. 292
- You're pulling too hard!
- You ain't pulling hard enough! 293
- Where's the commodore?
- Fell behind. 294
My prayers be with him. 295
Best not wallow in our grief. 296
The bright side is you're back,
and made it off free and clear. 297
Lord on high, deliver us. 298
I'll handle this, mate. 299
Oi, fishface! 300 | 
