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301
Ain't that right, poochie? 302
Well, how'd you know it weren't Divine
Providence what inspired you to be clever? 303
Anyways, I ain't stealing no ship. 304
It ain't stealing. It's salvaging.
And since when did you care? 305
Since we're not immortal no more.
We gotta take care of our immortal souls. 306
- You know you can't read.
- It's the Bible. You get credit for trying. 307
Pretending to read the Bible's a lie.
That's a mark against... 308
Look. 309
There it is. 310
What's got into him? 311
Must have seen a catfish. 312
Stupid mongrel! 313
Argh! 314
Come on! 315
- It's ours for the taking.
- Tide's coming in. That should help. 316
And salvaging is saving,
in a manner of speaking. 317
There's the truth of it! 318
Suppose we better save it
as soon as we can, 319
what with our souls
in such a vulnerable state and all. 320
Amen to that. 321
Thank you. 322
Why would he do this to us?
If Jack is the chief... 323
Aye, the Pelegostos
made Jack their chief, 324
but he only remains chief
as long as he acts like a chief. 325
So he had no choice.
He's a captive as much as the rest of us. 326
Worse, as it turns out. See, the Pelegostos
believe that Jack is a god in human form, 327
and they intend to do him the honor
of releasing him from his fleshy prison. 328
They'll roast him and eat him. 329
Where's the rest of the crew? 330
These cages we're in
weren't built till after we got here. 331
The feast is about to begin. 332
Jack's life will end 333
when the drums stop. 334
Well, we can't just sit here and wait,
then, can we? 335
No, no. Oi! No, no. 336
More wood. Big fire. Big fire. 337
I am Chief. Want big fire. 338
Come on. 339 340
Come on. More wood. 341
Whoa! 342
Oh, bugger. 343
A little seasoning, eh? 344
Well done. 345
Put your legs through.
Start to climb! 346 347
Actually, you wouldn't need everyone. 348
About six would do. 349
Oh, dear. 350
- Hurry!
- Come on! | 
