**RAYLEIGH:**A rollicking band of pirates we,
Who, tired of tossing on the sea,
Are trying their hand at a burglaree,
With weapons grim and gory…
CROCODILE: …What the hell was that?
RAYLEIGH: Gilbert and Sullivan!
CROCODILE: ….We're not having any more of that. If you want singing and dancing, you'll have to play with Mr. 2 in the finals. But you won't get that far.
**RAYLEIGH:**Bring it on, rookie.
CROCODILE: Rookie?!? I was a warlord! I've been a pirate for 20 years!
**RAYLEIGH:**And I've been to Raftel. Show me what you've got!
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Pirates.
A rollicking band of pirates we,
Who, tired of tossing on the sea,
Are trying their hand at a burglaree,
With weapons grim and gory.
Sergeant.
Hush, hush! I hear them on the manor poaching,
With stealthy step the pirates are approaching.
Chorus of Pirates, resumed nearer.
Pirates.
We are not coming for plate or gold –
A story General Stanley’s told –
We seek a penalty fifty-fold,
For General Stanley’s story.
Police.
They seek a penalty
Pirates.
Fifty-fold!
We seek a penalty
Police.
Fifty-fold!
Pirates & Police.
They/We seek a penalty fifty-fold,
For General Stanley’s story.
Sergeant.
They come in force, with stealthy stride,
Our obvious course is now – to hide.
Police.
Tarantara, tarantara!
Tarantara, tarantara!
Police conceal themselves. As they do so, the Pirates are seen appearing at ruined windows. They enter cautiously, and come down stage. SAMUEL is laden with burglarious tools and pistols, etc.[/hide]