“Again, ‘poorly thought out’ seems to describe a great many things…”
“See, that would be one of those ill-advised plans.”
“You know, if I had thought of that, it would have been really clever.”
“He better not croak.”
“In either case. He better not ribbit…”
“Pray?”
“I don’t hate that skill.”
“Is that something you can learn…?”
“I’m still mishandling my jib.”
“What did we run into?”
“I believe I’m running into one of you, because I’m not bracing…”
“You know, to be honest, I did not think this plan would fail this way. I thought of a lot of other ways this plan would fail…”
“And he’s doing a really, really good job of treading water. Unfortunately, the boat is now moving backwards.”
“Well, let’s see. We’ve shot off a flash, we’ve run into the boat, someone fell overboard and yelped… I think stealth is well out of the realm of possibility at this point.”
“The ornamental man?”
“Can I puke?”
“Yes. You can do that for free.”
“What’s 62 luck among friends?”
“Why is it capsizing?”
“I helped!”
“Well… you took everyone’s retinas.”
“I thought, I have the low luck, and surely it will go better without me.”
“What were you up to?”
“Holding on for dear life?”
“Thunder cracks like cannons…”
“Now who’s shooting?”
“The gods, technically.”
“Yes. Thank you for getting there in coherent fashion.”
“Now that you have some time and whatnot, now that the ship isn’t acting like an ass…”
“So you throw the little Asian man into the sea.”
“I do no such thing! I’ll find something to wrap him in first.”
“They must have really large fish… in chains…”
“This is growing more plausible by the minute.”
“I don’t suppose any of you speak English?”
“I do, in fact.”
“They look at you with incomprehension.”
“I repeat the whole thing in French.”
“I just impaled French! I am apparently German.”
“Smartass.”
“No, I speak that too, and they didn’t get any of that either.”
“Gin and tonic, splash of cranberry, slice of lime?”
“Whether it works the way it’s supposed to or whether it works to hold his hand at bay, either way works…”
“So, uh, the ship will make landfall. Not at all what I expected it to make…”
“Yeah… Retcon, you’re all dead.”
“Somehow, you’ve somehow managed to get where you intended to.”
“I’m a botanist! I can tell you why the bush is dead!”
“I was not happy with the being shot.”
“I don’t care that you got shot. I’m unhappy I got shot.”
“Where there were eight cultists, there are now seven and two halves.”