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Capt. William Kidd:
Stab me, there's a pretty sight!
Orange Povey:
It'll be prettier still when the fire reaches the magazine, Captain.
Cyprian Boyle:
Pity though. Lots of stout seamen among 'em. They've been with us a long time.
Capt. William Kidd:
We can none of live forever, Mr. Boyle. Dead men don't talk.
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