“Argh, I be whippin’ ol’ lily-livered Blackbeard wit two wings behind me back. ”
“The scoundrel ran off wit one of me wenches.”
“Where he be, matey?”
“I be gettin’ tired of spinnin’ round wit me good eye lookin’ for the scurvy dog.”
Jasmine has since been captured and returned to Jack but her lover continues to whisper sweet nothings from the other side of the fence. Sadly, Jack is only blind not deaf.