Title: Valgfritt

Text: I value my neck a lot more than three thousand bucks, chief. I'll find him for three, but I'll catch him, and kill him, for ten. But you've gotta make up your minds. If you want to stay alive, then ante up. If you want to play it cheap, be on welfare the whole winter. I don't want no volunteers, I don't want no mates - there's just too many captains on this island. Ten-thousand for me by myself. For that you get the head, the tail, the whole damn thing. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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