Obadiah: "...d-d-do y'think drowning is like a comfortable blanket that just gets heavier and heavier until you cain't breathe no more...?" Stranger: "I've had occasion to notice that you ask the dumbest things at right around the worst times." Mr. Darling: "Keep talking and I'll send ye both to fetch warm blankets from Davey Jones' Locker! Now... ROW!