|
|
|
|
 | |  |
| ...and in closing, even though it might be the end for me, don't expect a bumbling buccaneer to honor that pathetic pact I signed in a drunken haze... har-har! | |
 | |  |
|
 |
| | |
| Fine... fine! But you will see... When they come to take away your possessions and legacy, that pact will look mighty good to you then! And you will call me back! | |
| | |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| | |
| By the black and blue bloatedness of the cancerous Blackbeard - who or what are YOU... and what are you doing onboard my freighter?!? | |
| | |
|
|
| | |
| Har - Har! I'm taking over this ship now - you're finished, grandpa! Take a hike, off the plank - feed the sharks; be a good sport! | |
| | |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
| | |
| Uh... Mepheeeshhh-toeee?!? Come baaaack!!! | |
| | |
|
 |
| | |
| I beamed onboard too - your frigate is not in regulation with the Federation... oh, damn! Scotty sank my battleship again! We play, to kill time, y'know... | |
| | |
|
|
|
