Let's just try it with the ankle.

Oh, God, I don't know. I don't give a damn about you personally… Now, if I was you, I'd make myself real… Would you relax and tell me what's happe… Oh, shit. That's right. Give me some room. Good afternoon, gentlemen. Ah, congratulations, ladies. You know I can't do that. I can't. You're now bona fide pirates. Why can't he hang himself? Oh, your eminence. I'm talking about a contest.