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EXT. EITC WATERFRONT DOCKS - DAY
JACK WALKS PROUDLY ALONG THE DOCKS, EYING THE OCCASIONAL
WOMAN, WHEN HE SEES THE CARGO BEING LOADED ONTO THE WENCH HE
ABRUPTLY STOPS.
JACK
(Flailing hands
all about while
running)
Oi! Oi! Hold on there gents! Wait!
JACK STOPS AT A CRATE BEING CARRIED BY TWO CREW MEMBERS.
JACK
Open the crate please, this is the
captains cargo inspection.
CREW DO AS BIDDEN. JACK GRABS A BOTTLE OUT OF THE CRATE.
JACK
(GULPING SOME OF
THE RUM)
Very well done gents, carry on.
9.
THE CREW MEMBERS LOOK STUPIDLY AT JACK FOR A COUPLE OF
SECONDS, SHRUG THEIR SHOULDERS, AND CARRY ON LOADING.
MERCER
(Startling Jack)
Mr. Sparrow, I would like to be
underway as soon as time permits.
JACK
(Arrogantly)
Ahem, my name is "Captain" Jack
Sparrow...savvy?
MERCER TURNS QUICKLY AND WALKS OFF DECK. JACK BOARDS THE
WENCH.
NATHANIEL
(Warmly)
Hello, Captain are all things
ship-shape?
JACK
(Watching the last
crate of rum
being loaded)
Yep, pretty much.
(Yells)
All hands! Raise anchor! Cast off
the lines. You know Oi! Oi! Oi!
and the lot.
Ship is set off to sea, Jack fails to notice a large number
of ships being readied for another mission of Becketts...
EXT. MAIN DECK, WICKED WENCH. (DUSK) - NIGHT
Sparrow stands at the wheel enjoying the breeze of the
evening. He is approached by a sailor named "Wilsson"
WILSSON
Captain Sparrow, dinner is ready.
JACK
(Overjoyed)
Great! Take the wheel Mr. Wilsson.
WILSSON
(Mumbles)
Actually I was off to catch me a
bit of a bite.
10.
INT. CAPTAINS CABIN, WICKED WENCH - NIGHT
Jack walks in to see Nathaniel seated at the table, eating.
JACK
(Takes a seat)
Ah, Mr. Edwards I wasn't expecting
you.
NATHANIEL
I figured we should chat for a bit
about...urgent matters.
JACK
(Interested)
Well, I won't hold you back.
(Fills plate)
Wilsson steps in the door slightly, glances around deck, and
then nods to Edwards, who nods back.
NATHANIEL
(Quietly)
Jack, I don't know what the
mission Beckett has planned for
you, but I need to tell you that
you should keep a weather eye out
for Mercer.
JACK
(Does that twitch
thing with his
upper lip)
Mercer, never liked that rotten
blighter, always somehow knows
whats going on.
(Studies the piece
of meat on his
fork)
Scares the begeezes out of me.
NATHANIEL
No doubt, something is amiss,
Mercer is looking for any fault in
your ways, then Beckett gave him
permission to ...conclude
business, if you fell too out of
line.
11.
JACK
Well, can't wait until this job is
done for, then I wont have to see
that treacherous bugger too often
eh?
MERCER
Is that so?
JACK
(Falls out chair,
plate with him)
A thump is heard on the deck, they notice a sliver of blood
running down a crack in the wood. Mercer turns back to pull
something out, he turns to them with a bloody sword in hand.
JACK
Ahem, hmm; we...uh...we're having
quite the delectable meal at the
moment and you have just put off
me appetite. So...shoo, shoo.
(Motions him with
his hands.)
MERCER
Oh, my apologies, next time I'll
remember to put off your life.
JACK
(Sarcastically)
Thats a shame, because if my life
is put off, then who will put the
ship into that little harbor of
yours? Eh? I don't think putting
me life out will do nothing but
place you in quite the precarious
position.
MERCER
(Wiped blood off
his sword)
I distinctly remember Lord Beckett
saying this ship can sail with or
without you at the helm.
JACK
(Sarcastically)
Thats not what I remember, I
distinctly remember, more so than
"your" distinct recollection, of
him pouring me a few glasses of
brandy.
12.
MERCER
Is that so? Well Captain Sparrow
your word is never to be
doubted...
(Turns and starts
walking out of
the room)
...unless we are the ones doing
the doubting.
JACK
Did you ever notice he has a funny
accent? I just noticed that.
FADE OUT.