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Putting some shape to your sentiments?
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>> Just a short letter home.
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I reckon she's past caring anyway.
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>> Oh, you're a hard heart that should be
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>> Or soft in parts that should be hard.
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>> And how is it you're so keen for his
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hard parts, Mr. Rackham?
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>> You'd like to know my secrets, would
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>> Oh, I. Give me a small hint like. Or a
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large one if you're an upright
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>> Five of them ships sliding into port.
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>> Well, I'll be hanged. King George has
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grown tired of our shenanigans.
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>> Who's the grim fella?
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>> That's Captain Woodes Rogers. Not a man
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I want seeing my face.
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>> We desire a parley with the men who call
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themselves governors of this island.
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Ben Hornigold, and Ed Thatch.
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Come forth if you please.
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>> Here about the king's pardon, I reckon.
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>> What the hell is Hornigold doing?
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>> Lily livered punk.
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>> What are you men up to?
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>> I should stay my blade.
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>> I am grateful for your
