Playmobil: The Secret Of Pirate Island Page #3

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Well, it's not nice.

Hey, We're pirates. It's What We do.

You stay here and keep a lookout.

We can't just Wait around here.

You heard the captain.

Jack.

We should go back to the ship.

There he goes again.

Amelia,

What if there really is a treasure?

I'd buy a bicycle, a skateboard--

Eight, nine, 10 paces

toWard them Weird looking stones.

Well, shall We dig, captain?

Just a Wee moment, Mr. Pegger.

-Look.

-Don't touch that.

Blasted stoWaWays,

you Woke the bones.

After them, my pretties.

Run for your lives.

It ain't easy to fight the bones.

You can't kill them.

And you sure

don't Wanna join them.

The Hootin' Tootin' Pirates

alWays fight valiantly...

...and they are fleet of foot.

But can they outrun the cursed?

Some travelling music, boys.

Skeletons rule the island

Skeletons run the show

Skeletons dancing everywhere

Coming at you high and low

Banging their bones like a drum

Maybe you better run

Oh, filling my heart with dread

Can't kill them

'Cause they're already dead

Run, better run away

Got to leave the island

Or be here for a permanent stay

No, no, no, gotta go, go, go

Skeletons rule the island

Yeah, skeletons run the show

Skeletons dancing everywhere

Coming at you high and low

Banging their bones like a drum

Maybe you better run

Filling me heart with dread

Can't kill them

'Cause they're already dead

Oh, skeletons rule the island

Yeah, skeletons run the show

Skeletons dancing everywhere

Coming at you high and low

Banging their bones like a drum

Maybe you better run

Filling me heart with dread

Can't kill them

'Cause they're already dead

Yeah, filling me heart with dread

Can't kill them

'Cause they're already dead

-No, stop.

-Help me, please.

Well, at least We'll get a last meal.

My chubby friend, you are the meal.

-What?

-Please.

-Help.

-No Way.

We're trapped.

What should We do?

I have an idea.

I am the great Jacksonian.

Observe my poWers.

Jack.

Obey my commands,

or you too Will be under my spell.

Silly boy, We're already cursed.

We're skeletons.

And noW, my pretties,

it's time to say bye-bye.

Greetings, young'uns.

-Hello.

-Hello.

Sit doWn and relax.

You're gonna be here a While.

-What's a While?

-I've been in here 64 years, 200...

...and 22 days.

There's gotta be a Way out.

There ain't no Way out.

What's this?

Maybe it's a piggy bank.

That's just What I Was thinking.

Jack, do you still have that coin?

-Yeah.

-Drop it in the slot.

-No Way.

-You Wanna get out of here?

Easy come, easy go.

It Worked.

-Well, I'll be a monkey's uncle.

-Let's go.

If you're going for treasure,

you best beWare.

There ain't no good come from it.

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