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Monique: SOUTH BEACH BAY HARBOR, GIRL!

A WHOLE WEEK OF SUN, FUN, ROLLER COASTERS,

AND WORD HAS IT... COMING THROUGH!

YEAH, I HAD TO FINISH LOADING MY POOLSIDE PACK.

CDs, DVDs, AND MP3s.

PLUS THE MULTIMEDIA PLAYER, BACKUP PLAYER,

AND BACKUP BACKUP PLAYER.

YOU FIT ALL THAT IN THERE?

NO, WAIT. MY CLOTHES ARE IN HERE.

THIS IS MY POOLSIDE PACK.

OVERPACKED AND READY TO GO.

WE'RE ONLY STAYING A WEEK, RON.

LISTEN UP, SENIOR TRIPPERS.

THIS YEAR'S OUTING TO SOUTH BEACH BAY HARBOR

HAS REGRETTABLY BEEN CANCELLED. WHAT?

COME ON! OH, BUMMER!

WHAT HAPPENED, MR. BARKIN?

FREAK STORM. DEFINE "FREAK."

VOLCANIC ASH. HUH?

WELL, THERE'S PLENTY OF OTHER SENIOR TRIP SITES.

WHAT ABOUT NORTH BEACH BAY HARBOR?

BOOKED. WEST BEACH BAY HARBOR?

BOOKED. EAST BEACH?

EVERYTHING'S BOOKED, PEOPLE!

BUT FORTUNATELY, THROUGH MY CONNECTIONS,

I GOT YOU IN AT PORT MYSTIC COVE HAVEN.

LIKING THE WORD "COVE." STILL SOUNDS LIKE WATERY FUN.

IF BY "WATERY FUN" YOU MEAN A LIVING HISTORY TOWN...

LIVING HISTORY?

FOR THE NEXT WEEK YOU WILL DRESS, SPEAK, AND WORK

AS THOUGH YOU WERE LIVING IN THE 18th CENTURY.

COME ON! WHAT?

ARE YOU KIDDING? NO WAY!

HEY, THIS ISN'T A VACATION, PEOPLE!

THIS IS AN ASSIGNMENT.

WE'RE GOING TO BE GRADED?

BUT WE WEREN'T GOING TO BE GRADED ON OUR OTHER TRIP.

SAYS YOU. NOW START BOARDING.

NOT THAT RIDE, STOPPABLE!

THEN HOW ARE WE GETTING THERE?

MOVE THAT BUS!

UHH... OOH...

[HORSE WHINNIES]

? I'M YOUR BASIC AVERAGE GIRL ?

? AND I'M HERE TO SAVE THE WORLD ?

? YOU CAN'T STOP ME 'CAUSE I'M KIM POSSIBLE ?

? THERE IS NOTHING I CAN'T DO ?

? WHEN DANGER CALLS JUST ?

? KNOW THAT I AM ON MY WAY ?

? KNOW THAT I AM ON MY WAY ?

? IT DOESN'T MATTER WHERE OR WHEN THERE'S TROUBLE ?

? IF YOU JUST CALL MY NAME ?

? KIM POSSIBLE ?

? CALL ME, BEEP ME IF YOU WANNA REACH ME ?

? WHEN YOU WANNA PAGE ME, IT'S OK ?

? WHENEVER YOU NEED ME, BABY ?

? CALL ME, BEEP ME, IF YOU WANNA REACH ME ?

? CALL ME, BEEP ME ?

? IF YOU WANNA REACH ME ?

? DOESN'T MATTER WHERE, DOESN'T MATTER WHEN ?

? DOESN'T MATTER WHEN ?

? I WILL BE THERE FOR YOU TILL THE VERY END ?

? DANGER OR TROUBLE, I'M THERE ON THE DOUBLE ?

? YOU KNOW THAT YOU ALWAYS CAN CALL ?

? KIM POSSIBLE ?

SO WHAT'S THE SITCH?

? CALL ME, BEEP ME, IF YOU WANNA REACH ME ?

[FIFE AND DRUM PLAYING FOLK SONG]

Ron: OW, NO CARS, NO MOVIE THEATERS,

AND NOT ONE BUENO NACHO.

HOW DO THEY LIVE?!

ON HARD WORK AND SIMPLE PLEASURES?

SURE, WHO NEEDS MOVIES WHEN YOU CAN HIT

THE FRIDAY NIGHT WITCH TRIAL?

AND COOL SUITS OF ARMOR. HEH HEH, HEY.

DNT SIGN, RON.

OH, MAN. I HATE THE DNT.

GREAT, NOW I'VE GOT BUGGY BOTTOM.

WELL, OK, OK. SO IT'S NO SOUTH BEACH BAY HARBOR,

BUT AT LEAST BARKIN'S OFF OUR BACK FOR THE WEEK.

[BEEP] I'LL TAKETH THAT, MILADY.

FRANKLIN BARKIN BE THE NAME,

FATHER TO STEVEN BARKIN

AND MAYOR OF THIS HISTORIC BURG.

IT'S LIKE HE'S THE BARKIN OF YORE.

I'M WATCHING THEE, STOPPABLE.

HEAR YE, HEAR YE!

VISITORS TO PORT MYSTIC COVE HAVEN,

FOR THE NEXT WEEK YE SHALL CONDUCT YOURSELVES THUSLY:

YE SHALL BE ASSIGNED A TRADE,

YE SHALL WEAR PERIOD DRESS...

OH, NO! I WILL NOT BE CAUGHT WEARING A DRESS.

YOU KNOW, AGAIN.

NUH-UH.

YE SHALL HONOR TRADITION

AND EMBRACE OUR WAY OF LIFE,

OR YE SHALL TRAVEL HOME WITH A GRADE MOST FOUL.

NOW YE SHALL SURRENDER ALL MODERN TECHNOLOGY

IN THIS WAGON FORTHWITH.

THAT INCLUDETH YE OLE POOLSIDE PACK.

POOLSIDE PACK, HAND IT OVER, ARRCK!

OH, MAN!

OH!

DECOY, DECOY, ARRCK!

FINE WORK, REMY.

DOST THOU TAKE ME FOR A COCKSCOMB, LAD?

UM, I'M NOT SURE.

HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO TEXT WITHOUT MY CELL?

WE CALL IT WRITING YE OLE LETTER.

[SCOFFS] TOTAL YE OLE SCHOOL.

BONNIE, ARE YOU GOING TO COMPLAIN THE ENTIRE WEEK?

SOMEBODY HAS TO.

BESIDES, WE'RE NOT BEING GRADED ON ATTITUDE.

WHO SAITH, LASSIE?

YE JUST LOST TWO OF THY 100 POINTS.

BUM DIGGITY, BON BON.

AND THAT COSTETH THEE, TOO.

LANGUAGE UNBEFITTING.

THE APPROPRIATE RETORT BE-ETH,

"CONCERN IT, BON BON!"

OHH...

YE FOLK CLEANEST UP NICELY.

YEAH, FOR HALLOWEEN.

OH, CEASE WITH THY NATTERING!

ON THESE PARCHMENTS, YE SHALL FIND THY ASSIGNED TRADES.

REPORTETH FOR WORK ON THE MORROW.

BLACKSMITH APPRENTICE REPORTING FOR DUTY.

MR. B's DAD, YOU'RE THE BLACKSMITH, TOO?

AYE, TILL THE RETURN OF MR. LITTLETON

AFTER YE OLE UNFORTUNATE BRANDING INCIDENT.

[LAUGHING]

ARRCK!

OK. SO, WHAT ARE WE MAKING TODAY?

HORSESHOES.

IMPRESSIVE.

IMPRESSIVE, YES.

BUT WHY NOT COW SHOES?

YOU KNOW, STANDING ALL DAY IN THAT PASTURE,

GOOD ARCH SUPPORT WOULDN'T HURT.

Kim: SO, THIS CONTRAPTION MAKES BUTTER,

DOES IT, MA'AM? OH!

A CHURN, 'TIS CALLED.

I... I WEAREST MANY HATS.

SOME ARE BONNETS. OBSERVE!

IT IS IN THE WRIST.

LIKE THIS? GOOD, LASS.

I'LL CHECKETH BACK WITH THEE IN 6 HOURS.

6 HOURS?!

CAN'T WE JUST GET EGGS LIKE THE REST OF THE WORLD...

OFF THE INTERNET?

FINE! I'LL DO IT THE ANCIENT WAY.

DOES THE NEW LAIR REALLY NEED TO BE

AT THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA?

YES! FOR, THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA IS...

THE PERFECT LOCATION FOR MY NEW DOOM RAY.

YEAH, YEAH, AND YET, STILL NO CLUE

WHAT IT'S GONNA DO?

NO.

BUT WE'RE GOING TO NEED A SPACE FOR IT

JUST THE SAME.

DR. DRAKKEN, SOMETHING IS STUCK IN THE TUBE.

HAVE ALL OF THE HENCHMEN BEEN ACCOUNTED FOR?

AFFIRMATIVE, SIR.

HMM. THIS IS AN ACTUAL DILEMMA THEN.

REVERSE THE FLOW.

WAIT, NO! NOT IN HERE!

[GROANING]

[KIM GRUNTING]

[NERVOUS CHUCKLE]

GET OFF OF ME! SHOO! SHOO!

GET AWAY!

[CLUCKING]

[METAL CLANGING]

OH, MAN, COME ON! NOT MORE POINTS!

I... I MEAN, CONCERN IT!

[HUMMING]

UH, RON, WHAT ARE YOU DOING?

WATCHING TV.

IT'S A MONDAY NIGHT TRADITION IN MY FAMILY.

ACTUALLY, IT'S AN EVERY NIGHT TRADITION

IN MY FAMILY.

BUT YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO BE...

THAT'S NOT TV. IT'S FIREFLIES.

BUP BUP BUP. GOT TO SEE HOW THE CAR CHASE ENDS.

I CAN TALK DURING THE COMMERCIAL, THANK YOU.

OK.

WHERE'S RON? DON'T ASK.

SO, I'M JUST IN TIME FOR...

BARKIN, SR., IS REGALING US

WITH TALES OF THE TOWN'S STEELY RESOLVE.

AYE! FOR 300 YEARS, THIS COMMUNITY

HAST FOUGHT TO PRESERVE OUR WAY OF LIFE...

BE IT RESISTING THE MIGHTY HAND OF MODERN TECHNOLOGY

OR FENDING OFF THE GREEDY LIKES OF PIRATES...

DID SOMEONE SAY PIRATES?

I THOUGHT YOU WERE WATCHING TV IN A JAR.

EH, IT WAS ALL RERUNS. RERUNS? PEW!

WE WOULDN'T HAVE OUR FEATHERY FRIEND REMY HERE

WERE IT NOT FOR OUR TOWN'S TRIUMPH

OVER THE RUTHLESS BLACK-EYE BROWN BACK IN 1725.

WE SUNK HIS SHIP, CLAIMED HIS SWORD,

AND HIS LOYAL PARROT ROGER. JOLLY ROGER?

NAY! HE WAS A CRANKY BIRD

UNTIL HE SETTLED DOWN TO SIRE A FINE BROOD.

SO REMY IS DESCENDED FROM BLACK-EYE'S PARROT ROGER?

FIFTH GENERATION, 'TIS HE.

REMY'S FAMOUS. BIG STAR. ARRCK!

THAT MUST HAVE BEEN SO COOL TO, YOU KNOW,

TO FIGHT OFF THE BAD GUYS AND SAVE AN ENTIRE TOWN!

UH, RON, WE DO IT ON A DAILY BASIS.

I'M PUTTING THIS FOUL-UP IN EACH OF YOUR PUBLIC RECORDS!

UH, DR. "D."

JUST AS SOON AS I OPEN MY NEW TREASURE CHEST.

? OH, SHEGO, TREASURE ? AND IT'S ALL MINE!

DO YOU SEE THAT SKULL AND CROSSBONES?

IT DOESN'T EXACTLY SAY, "OPEN ME."

YEAH, WHEN HAVE I EVER CARED ABOUT

WARNING LABELS, SHEGO?

YOU GOT ME THERE.

AH-HA!

[COUGHING]

GOLD, SHEGO!

WE MUST CELEBRATE!

BRING ROUND THE CURED PORK AND RUM! YAAR!

OK, THAT WAS WRONG.

AYE, BUT 'TIS FEELING SO RIGHT.

YAAR!

HMM?

[METAL CLANKING]

TOP O' THE MORNIN', MR. BARKIN.

GOOD DAY, GOOD DAY, STOPPABLE.

'TWOULD SEEM YOU'VE GAINED THE UPPER HAND AT SMITHIN'.

OH, JUST TRYING TO EARN BACK SOME POINTS.

ARRCK! CHEATER! NO HELP ALLOWED.

MISSED ME! ARRCK!

OK, FIRE! FIRE!

WE'RE GONNA NEED SOME...

WATER.

THANK YOU. HA HA HA HA! ARRCK!

DNT, RON.

NO, I WASN'T... I WAS JUST SORT OF...

OK, I WAS. DON'T SAY ANYTHING.

I WON'T.

YOU CAN'T SPARE THE POINTS.

WHAT'S IN THE DISH?

I MADE BUTTER!

HEY, COOL! LOOK AT THAT!

THERE'S ALMOST ENOUGH FOR A CRACKER!

WHERE'S THE REST?

THIS IS THE REST.

[GRUNTING]

BONNIE, OUT OF THE POULTRY BIZ?

CREATIVE DIFFERENCES.

FIRED, EH?

SPEAKING OF FIRES, HOW GOES THE BLACKSMITHING?

ACCIDENT! NOT MY FAULT!

CAREFUL, BONNIE. YOU KNOW WHAT

THEY DO TO WITCHES IN THIS TOWN.

[GASP]

[HORSE WHINNIES]

[BURRING]

WELL, THERE'S SOMETHING YOU DON'T SEE EVERY DAY.

WADE ON A HORSE.

YOU KNOW, I BET IT'S NOT REAL.

PROBABLY A ROBO HORSE HE BUILT IN HIS ROOM OR SOMETHING.

HEY, WADE. 'SSUP, KIM?

I TRACKED YOUR LOCATION WHEN YOU DIDN'T ANSWER THE COMMUNICATOR.

SORRY. CONFISCATED. I FIGURED.

THEY'RE SERIOUS ABOUT HISTORICAL ACCURACY HERE.

AH-HA! THE CONTROL PANEL. AAH!

OR NOT. [GROANS]

DRAKKEN'S GOT A NEW LAB.

NOT COOL. AN UNDERSEA LAB.

WELL, I MEAN, IT'S SORTA COOL.

MM! YOU KNOW, IN A WE'RE GONNA DESTROY THAT

KIND OF WAY.

SPANKIN', WADE.

BUT NOT EXACTLY 18th CENTURY.

GOTTA SAVE THE WORLD, KIM.

OH, YOU JUST WANT TO WATCH SATELLITE TV.

ARRCK! BUSTED!

HA HA! SPANKIN' YACHT

AGAINST THE RULES. ARRCK!

OOH, REMY!

AND NO ONE'S GONNA

SQUAWK ABOUT THIS, EITHER.

DRAKKEN'S LAIR SHOULD BE RIGHT BENEATH US.

RUFUS? GUARD THE YACHT.

AND THE PRISONER.

AYE-AYE!

OK, DR. "D," I FOUND A BUYER FOR THE TREASURE CHEST,

BUT HE WON'T PAY FOR SHIPPING.

WHAT DO YOU THINK?

SELL ME TREASURE?

YE BEST BE STICKIN' TO THE CODE, SHEGO.

YEAH, AND WHAT "CODE" IS THAT,

THE OUTDATED LOOK CODE?

SO? I FEEL COMPELLED TO LET OUT MY INNER PIRATE!

I THOUGHT THE RETRO LOOK WAS IN.

BUT UNDERSEA LABS ARE OUT. KIM POSSIBLE!

AVAST, SHEGO!

CAPTURE THESE SCURVY DOGS AT ONCE.

SCURVY DOGS?

IT HAS A CERTAIN OFFENSIVENESS TO IT.

YAH!

YA KNOW, I WOULDN'T.

YOU MIGHT BREAK A GLASS WINDOW...

AND LET IN THE OCEAN!

THEY HAVE A POINT.

OHH!

A VERY SHARP POINT.

I PROMISED RON HE COULD DO IT.

SHEGO, TO THE ESCAPE CRAFT.

AND SAVE MY BOOTY.

IF I HAD A DOUBLOON FOR EVERY TIME I'VE DONE THAT...

[SNORING]

BLACK-EYE, ARRCK!

AYE, SET THE MAIN SAIL, WENCH.

OK, FIRST OF ALL, WE DON'T HAVE ANY SAILS.

SECOND OF ALL, CALL ME WENCH AGAIN,

AND WE'LL BE PLANNING A BURIAL AT SEA!

YAAR! ARGGH.

Kim: THANKS, RUFUS.

UH, RUFUS, WHERE'S THE PRISONER?

HMM?

UH-OH.

HEAVE TO, SHEGO!

OK, IF YOU DON'T QUIT BARKING

THAT STUPID GIBBERISH AT ME...

HEAVE TO... STOP THE SHIP.

ARRCK!

ARRCK!

HEY! ONE BIRD BRAIN ORDERING ME AROUND IS ENOUGH.

YAAR!

STICK TO THE CODE, SHEGO.

YEAH, I DON'T KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS,

AND YOU KNOW WHAT? THE PIRATE BIT.

IT'S GETTING OLD.

EVER SINCE YOU OPENED THAT STUPID TREASURE CHEST...

ARRCK! TREASURE CHEST. BLACK-EYE'S BACK.

WHO'S BLACK-EYE?

BLACK-EYE BROWN. ARRCK!

"BLACK-EYE BROWN. RUTHLESS PIRATE GUY."

BLUBBEDY BLAH BLAH.

"MAGICAL SILVER CUTLASS,

"STILL IN THE TOWN LIGHTHOUSE?

HUH, VOWED REVENGE FROM BEYOND THE GRAVE."

ARRGGH!

SO IF DRAKKEN IS POSSESSED BY

THE SPIRIT OF THIS BLACK-EYE GUY,

THEN HE PROBABLY WANTS US TO GO...

TO THE LIGHTHOUSE, SHEGO!

ME MAGICAL SWORD AWAITS. WITH ITS POWER IN ME GRIP,

VICTORY WILL BE OURS!

AYE-AYE, CAP'N.

ARRCK! VICTORY!

DID YOU NOTICE HOW DRAKKEN'S BECOME SORT OF PIRATEY?

MIDLIFE CRISIS, K.P.

SOME GUYS BUY SPORTS CARS, OTHERS TURN PIRATE.

IT HAPPENS. RUFUS, MORE BUBBLAGE.

? AHH, AHH, AHH ?

OH, NOW WE'RE SENIOR TRIPPIN'. BOO-YAH!

[GASP]

OH, COME ON! NOT MORE POINTS.

I DON'T HAVE THAT MANY LEFT.

FRET NOT, YOUNG STOPPABLE.

I CAN DEDUCT POINTS FROM THY OTHER CLASSES.

TROUBLE IN THE LIGHTHOUSE, MAYOR.

A FUNNY-LOOKING BLUE PIRATE AND HIS GREEN WENCH!

DRAKKEN AND SHEGO.

THE SILVER CUTLASS.

STOP, THIEVES, BY ORDER OF THE CONSTABLE!

LET ME GUESS: YOU?

MARK ME WORDS, MATES! I'LL BE BACK.

WE HAVE A DATE WITH DESTINY, SAYS I.

THE SPIRIT OF BLACK-EYE BROWN.

HE VOWED TO RETURN ONE DAY.

AND CONQUER OUR FAIR TOWN.

ME HEARTIES! THE TIME HAS COME!

YOU KNOW, YOU'VE BEEN CALLING FOR THOSE

HEARTIES OF YOURS FOR AN HOUR NOW.

I THINK THAT SWORD HAS SEEN BETTER DAYS.

HOLD YOUR TONGUE!

YOU'RE RUINING ME BIG MOMENT!

[THUNDER]

HUH?

AHOY, CAP'N.

THEN AGAIN, METHINKS MESELF WRONG.

WELCOME HOME, CAP'N BLACK-EYE BROWN.

MAKE SAIL, SCULLY!

TODAY WE CONQUER PORT MYSTIC COVE HAVEN!

PIRATES! WE'RE UNDER ATTACK!

[SCREAMING]

MARGIE, GRAB THE KIDS.

WE'RE FLEEING TO OUR CONDO IN BOCA.

SO MUCH FOR HISTORICAL ACCURACY.

AYE.

FIRE!

YOU KNOW, THIS WHOLE POSSESSED

PIRATE THING HAS TURNED YOU

INTO ONE DANGEROUS DUDE.

IT'S A REFRESHING CHANGE OF PACE.

UH, RON...

NO WAY, K.P. I'VE ALREADY SAILED.

I'M GOING HIGH-TECH LUXURY ALL THE WAY. [CANON FIRE]

AAH!

LIKE I SAID, KIM, IF WE'RE GONNA SAVE THIS TOWN,

WE'RE GONNA DO IT THEIR WAY.

JUST AS SOON AS WE LEARN HOW TO DRIVE IT.

PERHAPS AN OLD SALT MIGHT BE OF ASSIST?

ACTUALLY, WHAT WE NEED IS SOMEONE TO CAPTAIN THIS BAD BOY.

WE... OH, RIGHT.

CAPTAIN BARKIN, I PRESUME.

AYE, BUT ONE CAPTAIN ALONE DOES NOT A CREW MAKE.

WOULD THOU BE WILLING TO SAIL UNDER MY COMMAND?

SIR, WE HAVE AN ACCORD.

[HORSE WHINNYING]

TADA!

WAY TO GO, RUFUS!

WEIGH ANCHOR. HOIST THE MAIN SAIL.

READY THE RUDDER.

AYE-AYE, CAPTAIN. HA HA!

OK, LIKE, WHAT'S A RUDDER?

ALL HANDS, LASSIES, QUICKLY!

HE'S SO NOT TALKING TO US, RIGHT?

YEP. I THINK HE WAS TALKING TO US.

FINE. FIGHT THE BIG, BAD PIRATE.

I'LL BE WAITING ON THE LIDO DECK.

THIS ISN'T A CRUISE SHIP, BONNIE.

WHOO!

WHOA!

THAT GIRL NEEDS A COSTUME CHANGE.

DATED BUT DOABLE.

HARD TO STARBOARD, MR. STOPPABLE.

YE OTHER STARBOARD!

THANKS FOR BUCKLING THE SWASH, MONIQUE.

'TIS MY PLEASURE.

RIGHT RUDDER, STOPPABLE.

WHAT?

RIGHT RUDDER!

WHITE OTTER? WHERE?

LET ME OFF THIS THING.

YAH!

WELL, YO-HO, YO-HO.

[GRUNTING]

AYE. YE THINK YOU'RE ALL THAT, LASS.

BUT NAY, 'TIS NOT SO!

[GRUNTING]

YEAH, AND THE PIRATE'S LIFE? SO NOT FOR YOU.

'TIS THE END OF ME OLD MORTAL ENEMY, SAYS I.

THAT HONOR GOES TO ME, BLACKBEARD.

ERR, 'TIS MUTINOUS.

YAAR! BLACK-EYE NOT BLACKBEARD!

ENOUGH OF YOUR INTERFERING.

THROW HER INTO THE STOCKADE, ME HEARTIES!

NOW JUST A SWASHBUCKLING MINUTE, ME BUCKOS.

WHAT? WHAT YOU...? OH!

NOW, THAT ONE, ATTACK!

THERE BE NO ONE TO SAVE YE NOW.

[CANON FIRE]

[SPLASH]

KIM IS SO GONNA PAY FOR THIS.

WHOA!

EH! WHOA! AAH!

FARE THEE WELL, KIM POSSIBLE.

KIM!

WHAT? ME LOYAL SIDEKICK.

NICE ONE, REMY. I KNEW YOU WEREN'T A TRAITOR.

ARRCK! REMY'S A PARROT NOT A PIRATE.

ARRCK!

GOOD. SHEGO, GIVE ME THE SWORD.

AFTER THROWING ME IN THE STOCKADE?

YEAH, THAT'D BE A NAY!

I'M CAPTAIN NOW!

AAH! AAH!

[GASP]

YE... THEE TO GET THEM, ME HARDLARIES.

OK...

GUESS WE'RE BACK TO THIS.

EH, EH, WHAT HAPPENED?

HAVE I TAKEN OVER THE WORLD?

SOMEHOW I THOUGHT IT'D BE DRIER.

COME ON, YOU SLOB.

[EXPLOSION]

ARRCK!

Rufus: WHOA! WHOA!

CAN WE PLEASE DOCK THIS THING?

NO PROBLEM, BONNIE.

I SENSE A CHANGE IN THE WIND.

BOO-YAH!

HUH? HA HA!

YE KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

AND FOR THY BRAVERY IN AUTHENTIC BATTLE TACTICS,

I HEREBY AWARDETH EACH OF YE AN "A."

YES! WHERE'S RON?

I'M NOT SURE, BUT I'VE GOT A HUNCH.

LITTLE HELP. SOMEBODY!

YOU HAD TO "T" IT, DIDN'T YA, RON?

UM, WELL, OK, YES!

I HAD TO TRY ON THE COOL SUIT OF ARMOR!

'TIS NOT A SUIT OF ARMOR, LAD.

PIRATES WORE IT FOR THEIR HANGING.

GET ME OUT! CONCERN IT!

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