Section Seven

Zabira is sat on her bed again. John knocks on the door to Zabira's room again. She gets up from her bed and goes over to the door. She carefully opens it. John is stood there.

"What appened'?" demands John. "What appened between you n' that 'Will' bloke?"

Zabira pulls the shawl she is wearing tighter around her shoulders. "I'm going to bed, John. I'm tired"

John puts his arms out across the door frame. "You don't get tired, Zabira!"

"Nothing happened, John!" she snaps.

"I heard that Elizabeth and 'Will' talkin'! The girl said somethin' about you an' that Will, what appened'?"

"We kissed!" snaps Zabira. A silence follows. "It din't mean nothin'…"

John then turns away. He walks off down the corridor. Zabira leaves her room. "John!" she hisses down the corridor. "John!"

But he ignores her and continues to walk away.

---

John sits outside on deck. Alone, other than a crew member steering the ship. He is sat on a barrel. Looking out to the sea. Staring. He shuts his eyes, trying to think straight. Th motion of the ship making him feel queasy anyway, but the confused thoughts playing on his mind making him feel even worse. He feels tired but knows he will not sleep any time soon.

"I didn't kill your father" Jack has joined him on the deck.

"I'm on a stolen ship, which is sailin' to the 'land o' the damned' and I just found out that Zabira kissed that Will bloke. Oh, and I also ave' no where else ter go" He looks down at his boots. "Oh, and I'm talkin' ter the guy that killed my father"

"I'm sorry to hear that" says Jack quietly. "I really am, mate"

John looks round at him now. "Yer know I'm still tempted ter kill yer!" he snaps.

Jack goes and stand to nearer to him, though leans over the barrier at the side of the ship. "I didn't kill your father" repeats Jack.

"I know what appened'" says Smithy. "You an' him were bes' mates. Yer sailed the World aboard the same ship, workin' for the East India Tradin' Company. But then my mother got pregnant. And he gave it up, ter be wi' his kid. Ter be wi' me. O' course you knew all o' that already" John then looks off distantly. "You knew those pirates was comin', but yer din't do anythin', did you?" He looks back at Jack now.

"I did" says Jack. "But it was too late"

Smithy gets up from the barrel furious he points a finger at Jack. "You liar!" he shouts enraged.

"Only if yer believe I am, mate" shrugs Jack.

"When?"

"When what?"

"When did yer go ter tell him?"

"I was on that ship"

"What ship?" asks Smithy. "The ship that-"

"I'm not 'Captain' Jack Sparrow for nothing, mate"

"You were the Captain?" Smithy stands up right, he turns away in disbelief. "Oh my God, you planned it all?"

"No- no I didn't!" hastens Jack before Smithy has a chance to make any further judgement.

"But you just said you were the Captain of the ship that-"

"Actually my first mate took the Pearl and I was imprisoned on my own ship"

"Why did they go to my town? Why did they-"

"I told em' there was gold there. I was goin' ter visit your ol' man, only I knew my crew woul'nt agree to it if they knew that"

"You seem ter ave' a habit o' lyin'"

"I'm not a liar, I'm just dishonest"

"So when you got there, you were mutinaited upon?"

Jack nods. "Aye"

"You were put into a prison on your own ship, whilst your crew destroyed my town and my father got killed durin' i' all"

"Yep"

"Why were you goin ter see him in the first place?"

"Ah, well…"

"Well what?" Smithy stands up again.

"I said I'd go back n' visit im', we agreed in two years. I was goin' to ask about somethin'" he said the last sentence particularly quietly. "So after two years I was sailin to visit him, but like I said I was imprisoned" says Jack. "I din't even know he was dead until a year later"

"Oh"

"'Oh'"

"It's still a bit your fault though" says Smithy casually sitting down on the barrel again.

"I didn't kill him though"

"I know"

Jack steps slowly closer and stands beside him. "He was a good man"

Smithy looks at him. "I know that too"

"Your just like him"

"In what way?"

"Bit of an git sometimes" shrugs Jack.

"So what's this contract and the 'Cold World' all about?"

Jack looks at him. "What do you really know about your father?"

---

John looks at him curiously for a moment. "What should I know?"

Jack goes and stands to the side of the ship, leaning back on it. "Your father was a good fighter"

"So?"

"So he could fight just about anyone and anything"

"Like what?"

"To get to the contract in the cold world yer ave' to fight" says Jack.

"Fight what?" John questions.

"Your worst nightmares, mate"

"John?" Zabira now joins them on deck, she hurries over to John. She then notices Jack, she scowls at him for a moment. "Go away for a minute will yer?"

Jack frowns at her for a moment, but then takes a deep breath and leaves towards the cabins. Zabira then turns back to John.

"John, I'm sorry!" she cries.

"I was left to die on an island whilst you was with some bloke an' your 'sorry'?" he snaps at her. He stands up. "I'd do anythin' for you Zabira, I risked everythin' for you- I went back fer you!"

"I know" she sighs, looking sorrowfully down at the floor. "Will's wife had kissed Jack, and he coul'nt get over it so I kissed Will ter make im' n' his wife even. That was all it was, I was doin' im' a favour"

"Aye, well do yerself a favour an' jus' go away" he turns away from her.

"This is bloody stupid!" she shouts. "Yer can't do this ter me, John!"

He looks back at her now. "I jus' did"

"Yer actin' like a child!" she shouts. "I kissed some guy, what's it matter?"

"It matters ter me" he turns away from her again, stood there with his back to her and arms folded.

"Well, wha' bout' you n' tha' 'Tia' woman?"

John's shoulder drop then, he unfolds his arms and lets them fall down by his sides. He looks down at the floor and sighs. "Yer woul'nt understand"

"Course not" she bitterly sarcasms. "So, who else?"

"Who else what?" he sighs, turning to face her now.

"Who else ave' yer been wi'?"

"Look, me n' Tia Dalmer- she just did somethin' for me?"

"Wha'?"

"She was gona bring my father back, but she couln't, I tol' yer already"

"So tha' all"

"Yes"

"Yer lyin' ter me"

"How d' yer figure tha'?"

"Your left eye twitches when yer lie"

"It does not!"

"It just done it then!"

John sighs. "Anyhow-"

"What else appened between you n' that Tia, then?"

"S' not worth getting' upset over, savy?"

"Jus' tell me then!"

"She's the one that…"

"The one that what?"

"She saves people's lives, Zabira, think abou' it!"

Zabira looks at him confusedly for a moment, but then realisation appears on her face. "She's the one that…?"

"Aye"

"So she…?"

"Aye" he repeats.

"Why di'n't you jus' tell me?"

"What's it matter?" he shrugs.

"Me an' Will, I'm sorry I ju'-"

"You ju' what? Fell into his mouth?" he snaps, then walks away towards the cabins.

Zabira sighs, then looks up at the starry night sky.