No, no, that's the wrong way! Please, come back! No, the land is back there behind you!...

Jane Blue:

[while Meurte is floating on a life preserver in the ocean]
Is there anything I can get for you? You know; coffee, tea? Muerte:
[considers the offer]
Coffee? Tea? No, no, I'm fine, thank you very much. Just get me the hell out of here, please! Jeff Blue:
Morty. Muerte:
What? Jeff Blue:
Ta-ta. Muerte:
[whimpering]
Ta-ta. Jeff Blue:
[Jane and Jeff sit back down at the helm of the ship]
Now, which way is Cuba? [Jane makes a face, then points to their left. He turns the wheel in that direction] Muerte:
[shouts from the water]
No, no, that's the wrong way! Please, come back! No, the land is back there behind you! Where are you going? Blue, no!