Humble Bellows: Meantime, we got regular pirate business to settle. We got the plank, the culprit and the verdict. All we need's a trial, an execution and a sentence.
Slimy: He's guilty!
Humble Bellows: So much for the trial. Now for execution.

Humble Bellows: There goes a good pirate, Stub Ear, to sell his wares like a fish peddler. Meaning no disrespect to the skipper, of course.
Stub Ear: And us, with a price on our heads, hove to in one of His Majesty's ports like sitting ducks.
Poison Paul: But if the skipper pulls us through again, we'll be the ducks what laid the golden eggs.
Humble Bellows: Ye be thinking of geese, if you'll pardon the correction, Poison Paul. Geese... on a wild goose chase.

Pablo Murphy: This one
[indicates Ojo]
Pablo Murphy: can't talk and this one
[points at Vallo]
Pablo Murphy: can't keep quiet.