"Quick, quick, quick! Count up all the hardtack, every last piece, and load it onto the ship! What? The ones with weevils? Of course, we take them! Whether they have weevils or black-headed maggots, we take them all; it won't kill anyone. Time is money! No time for nitpicking now. If we delay until afternoon, we might not even have tree bark to eat. Time and money wait for no one!"
"Spare sails, ropes, tar, kegs of gunpowder... check everything once more! If there's a mistake, I'll whip your asses with a cat-o'-nine-tails drenched in saltwater!"
"And don't forget to clean my cannons; we're going to need them one hundred percent in the Celestial Sphere Circulation! Right, I'm short a few Powder Monkeys. Fixed salary, a pound a month. Anyone interested, come immediately! We set sail at three in the afternoon, sharp. Don't be late! An opportunity to make a fortune with Captain Barry doesn't come around often. Miss it, and you'll regret it for life!"
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