Is this rum? Medford Rum.

Rum.

Rum.

Rum, Jim.

Rum Collins.

Pip, fetch rum.

I've never tasted rum.

Glass of double rum.

Glass of double rum.

Tobacco, mixed in rum.

Worth three barrels of rum.

Stand clear of that rum.

Rum it is. What mark?

They fed the Negro rum.

Bourbon. And a rum for me.

Fetch me rum. I can't, Captain.

He died of shock, or rum.

Can't you get rum for cooking?

So it has. That's another rum go.

Oh, hang all doctors! Give me rum!

Ease off a point on the rum!

Come on, lads! Get the rum aboard.

Rum, how little one knows about one's pals!

I was the better at coke and rum

You ain't given to rum drinking, are ye?

Ayo, ho, ho and a bottle of rum

Only rum will do that now, my dear.

Rum for all hands. We'll celebrate Blackbeard's downfall.

Dark urine. Dark.

You're a damned rum customer, mister, said Mr. Jaffers.

Aye, he's had a rum go of it, sir.

Broach a barrel of prime Jamaica rum. Aye, Captain.

Rum Collins and... another one of these little mothers.

With all that rum in you, he'll die happy.

Jamaica's agricultural exports are sugar, bananas, coffee, rum, and yams.

What's that? he asked. Rum looking customer stopping at the

I was just thinking, uh, of a flaming rum punch.

Plum duff ain't no better than bilge water without rum.

When rum smells like a carnation, I've got a fever.

I belong to a rather rum group called Force 316.

Once, after the rum, the Negro made his allout bid.

Dark hair, thin, dark eyes.

The dark, that wasn't dark.

Four more Hold Onto Your Booty rum cocktails for ya scalawags.

Did your mother ever put a drop of rum in it?