<Wraps a tourniquet around his leg to stop the poison from reaching his heart as a wide smile blossoms across his face>
Fetch the Doc, and a wooden peg-leg!
<Unsheathes his blade>
I've been waiting for an excuse to do this all me life, thanks for the favor... NOW, FIRE!!!
<He thrusts his blade in the air towards the fleeing spider before setting back to cut off his own leg>
40 cannons on the Queen Ann, your tiny body can't stop it. I'll pilfer all your wins and sell them back at a profit!