- Not sunset. Sundown. And rise. Up. What's that? What is that? I don't know. What do you think?
- Where?
- There.
- What is it?
- He's rocking the ship.
- We're rocking the ship.
- Aye. He's onto it.
- We'll tie each other to the mast upside down, so when the boat flips we'll be the right way up.
- Time it with the swell.
Loose the cannons, you lazy bilge rats. Unstow the cargo. Let it shift.
- Now up…
…is down.
- This was your idea.
- Blessed sweet westerlies!
- We're back!
- It's the sunrise.
