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Can't you see?

None of this

will matter anymore.

I can't do it without you.

I can't do it.

They're coming!

It's around the other side!

Come on!

They're not here!

- They'll catch up to us.

- No, they won't.

It's your starter, Admiral.

Someone's rigged her.

All the boats

are hauled up.

Peat's boat...

Peat's boat's missing.

There...

to there.

What do you think?

I- Immm...

I- Immm?

How about...

there?

I never knew

there were so many places.

Close your eyes.

Okay.

Now open.

I am the captain

of this ship, am I not?

One of them, anyways.

Such as joining dastardly

stowaways in wedlock.

Unless, of course,

you don't want to.

I do.

You do?

In that case,

I do too, then.

We'll need

a binding kiss, then.

Yes.

And as the boat

drifted out into the bay,

for the first time in as long

as she could remember,

Silly slept.

Good evening, Madam.

What are you up to?

I'm partaking

in a ceremonial dunking.

For tonight...

I am a man.

You'll be blue as frozen

fish guts in 10 minutes flat.

That means I have

nine minutes left.

I'd rather

spend them with you.

No, my pearls!

I've got them!

Grab on to my hand!

James!

James, come back!

James!

James!

James!

- I can't...

- James!

Come back to the boat!

James!

Get back to the boat!

James...

"W!

But why take the chosen,

when true to Viking lore,

the greater suffering is

in taking the choserfs love?

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