Capt. Ben Wickett: You fed our passengers well, Mr. Kobb?
Mr. Kobb: Very well, Captain.
Capt. Ben Wickett: Good, Ill not have it said that Bloodthirsty Ben is lacking in his duties as a host. Now that you have dined the two gentlemen, wine them.
Mr. Kobb: Aye, sir.
Capt. Ben Wickett: Then throw them overboard.
Mr. Kobb: Aye, aye, sir.
[laughter]

Narrator: Ah, yes, these were truly the days of wooden ships and iron men, but some of the iron was getting a little rusty.