:59:01
¶ Yo-ho and blow the man down
:59:04
¶ It's a short little walk bound for eternity
:59:08
¶ Yo-ho and blow the man down
:59:12
¶ Blow that nutso kooky punk back downtown
:59:16
Captain Blood, bring forth the prisoner.
:59:19
- Hey, Nitro. Ain't that one of my chickens?
- No, it's a parrot.
:59:24
- From the Caribbean.
- Don't let it fly away. That's supper.
:59:28
Aar.
:59:29
(pirate-like cries of "Aar!")
:59:37
(pirate accent) Mr Pascal. Have you any
last words before you walk the plank, sir?
:59:42
You can't do this, you maniac.
This is the modern navy!
:59:46
People don't walk the plank.
:59:48
Cap'n Blood, consign him to the briny deep!
:59:52
(cheering)
:59:53
Sonar, play me a dirge, matey.
:59:59
(¶ "Funeral March")
1:00:01
(crew hums along)
1:00:16
Luck be with ye, Mr Pascal. Walk!
1:00:20
This is crazy! This can't be happening.
1:00:25
You've lost it, Dodge.
You've gone round the bend.
1:00:28
You'll hang for this. Stop or you'll all hang.
1:00:32
Eternal ocean from which we came,
receive Lt Martin Pascal.
1:00:37
May God have mercy on his soul.
1:00:42
Now you're mine, maggot.
Watch that last step.
1:00:46
Mommy!
1:00:49
(whooping)
1:00:51
The US Navy thanks you
for your help, gentlemen.
1:00:54
Any time.
1:00:57
You bastard, Dodge!
1:00:59
Oh!