Man the capstan. Raise the main topyard. Keep that powder dry.
Maelstrom!
Captain Barbossa! We need you at the helm.
Aye, that be true. Brace up yards, you cack-handed deck apes.
Dying is the day worth living for. Veer off! She'll not harm us.
Full-bore and into the abyss. Are you mad? Ha! You afraid to get wet? She's on our stern and gaining.
More speed! Haul your wind and hold your water.
Bow cannons! Blow the cannons! Take us out or they'll overbear us.
Nay. Further in. We'll cut across to faster waters. Prepare to broadside.
Captain the guns. Bear a hand. Muster your courage, men. At the ready.
Buy the dip