'Afore ya go off ta bluer seas, I got ta regail 'im new ta yer hist'ry. Not ever'one knows yer tale, Guv. I got some fottergrafs of ya over the days, and they tell more about ya than ya know.
True, ye've been a good 'un through 'n' through, but it ain't enough ta just say it and be done. Ye've got a lot ta brag abou'. Who else woulda hunted down those scurvy currs Etien and Kefkin ta get a missus' booty back ta her safe? Who woulda gone to the length ya did? Ya cut out 'is bleatin' heart, man!
And ya even got us all ta shoot 'im ta death.
But ya weren't all blood and bruises, Guv. Ya was a regular civilized gent when ya wanted ta be. Ya might fight and say yer all pranks 'n' mischief, but I saw you got a good 'ead on yer shoulders fer keepin' tings in line and keepin' the peace.
But when it was all good and settled, ya got right back on with the pirate life, never givin' us a dull moment.
Ye've never refused to help, been kind to ever'one who wasn't at yer throat with a cutlass, 'n' ye've watched over the best kingdom in the land. We won't forget ya, and we hope ya have a jolly good sail, wherever the wind and water will take ya.