The next morning Jack, Ana, James, Elizabeth, and Tia were in the living room.

Elizabeth was towering over everyone, "Okay. Everyone shut up and listen to me. I had enough of this crap. My husband is now in jail because of you idiots. We can't afford to get him out because we are poor; and the stupid people who put this thing together won't help us! We have to get jobs."

"I have me a job, child. I sing at da bar." Tia crosses her legs.

"Yes, we all know you sing at the bar! Let's clap for Calypso everyone!" Elizabeth exclaims.

"I think she lost it." Jack said, looking at Ana.

"Aye."

"James, you are going to apply for a job at Shipwreck Cove, since we will never be able to set foot in Pelegosto ever again; thanks to your horrible, stupid plan." Elizabeth said.

"A grocery store? I can't work at a grocery store!" James resisted.

"SIT DOWN AND SHUT UP! You will apply there and be happy about it!"

"Okay, so what am I supposed to do?" Ana asked.

"You are going to apply at the movie theater."

"Awesome." Ana was thrilled.

"Never mind, you are going to be a waitress at The Pirate Cove." Elizabeth changed her mind.

"WHAT?"

"Where is Davy?" Elizabeth asked everyone, and then he appeared out of nowhere.

"Nice timing. You are going to work at the movie theater." Elizabeth explained.

"Me?"

"Yes, you."

Davy snapped his weird claw hand at that demand.

"DON'T GIVE ME THAT! I'M NOT IN THE MOOD." Elizabeth yells.

Jack looked around cautiously.

"Jack, Jack, Jack..what are you going to do?" Elizabeth walked around thinking.

"Someone should probably stay home and look after the house." Jack said.

"You're funny." Elizabeth smirks.

"Really?" Jack asked.

Elizabeth's face turns serious, "No."

Jack's smile turned into a frown.

"You are going to be a dog walker."

"I can't do that. I think you made a little mistake." Jack got up.

"Okay, so now that everyone has a job, get going." Elizabeth waved her hands.

"What are you going to do Elizabeth?" asked James.

"Oh, me?" Elizabeth laughed slightly, "...um..well..I'm still looking for a job.."

"Oh no, I don't think so. Nice try Elizabeth." James smirked.

"I'm sure, I have no idea what you mean, James." Elizabeth looked at him seriously.

"You weren't going to get a job."

"I certainly am..I already thought of just the place."

"Oh really? Where?" Ana asked.

"Uh, the library." Elizabeth said.

"What library? I didn't see any library." Ana said.

"Yeah, well, uh.. it's kinda out of the way." Elizabeth explained.

"Why don't you apply to the gift shop right in town?" Ana asked.

"OKAY! I LIED! I'll...just work there..geez.." Elizabeth rolled her eyes.

James drove to Shipwreck Cove to apply for the a job.

James entered the store, and looked for the manager, "Excuse me, can I speak to the manager. I would like to apply for a job."

"He's in there hun." an employee pointed.

"Okay, thank you."

James flashed an awkward smile and went into a room.

"Hi, so you want a job here?" the manager asked.

"Yes sir, I do." James replied.

"Okay, well, we don't have applications here. I'm gonna ask you some questions, like an interview." the manager stated.

"Oh..okay." James said, he was getting nervous.

"Do you have any previous work experience?" the manager asked.

"I do. Not to toot my own horn, but I am a former Lieutenant, Commodore and Admiral of the Royal Navy." James smiled.

"Cute. What are you doing now?" the manager continued to ask questions.

"I'm unemployed sir, that is why I'm here."

"Yes. Well, why aren't you a part of the Royal Navy now?"

"It's funny you ask me that. See, I'm supposed to be dead." James explained.

"Dead?" the manager asked, wide eyed.

"Yes, dead. I was actually stabbed by a man with tentacles, and I died."

"Are you some kinda lunatic?"

"What? No! I'm completely serious. I have the scar to prove it." James opens his shirt and revealed a scar.

"Excuse me, we run a respectable business here, we don't need any of that."

"Sorry." James apologized, putting his shirt back together, "The truth is, is that I came back. I think Tia Dalma, I mean Calypso, had something to do with it, but to be honest I'm not completely sure."

"Tia who? What are you going on about?"

"I'm here now and I need a job. I've fought pirates, and battles, and I died. I can work a cash register, I swear. I NEED TO DO THIS FOR THE WOMAN I LOVE!" James became hysterical.

"Sit down! ARE YOU MAD? Listen, I don't know, your story is half baked." the manager explained.

"I'm sorry. Listen, I'll give you the phone number of Cutler Beckett, he knows me. He will tell you."

"Cutler Beckett? As in the cop?" the manager looked at James, confused.

"Yes, now he is a cop." James replied.

"Well, that changes things. You're hired."

"REALLY? THANK YOU, THANK YOU!" James clasped his hands.

"Settle down son. You start tomorrow."

Ana entered The Pirate Cove restaurant.

"Hi, I'm looking for a job." she greeted.

"Hello, come into my office. What is your name?" the manager asked.

"Anamaria."

"What is your last name?"

"Um..I don't have one." Ana sunk down in her seat.

"Okay then. Do you have any previous work experience?" the woman asked.

"Not really..I stole a couple of ships, killed a few officers.."

The manager stared at Ana.

"Okay, I know this place is called The Pirate Cove Restaurant, but you don't have to take it that seriously."

"I am being serious. I'm a real pirate." Ana explained.

"Then what are you doing here?"

Ana went on, "I'm currently living with a bunch of roommates for a reality show."

"Why do you want to work here?"

"One of my roommates is in jail, and this girl I live with, her name is Elizabeth, is making us get jobs so we can get her husband out of jail."

"Interesting. Well, I guess you can have the job. We are desperate." the manager shrugged.

"Thanks." Ana smiled.

Elizabeth entered The Gift Shop.

"Are you the one that called about a job?"

Elizabeth nodded, "Yes."

"Why do you want to work here?"

"Well, there has been an incident. I really need the money."

"Oh really? What kind of incident?" the woman asked.

"My husband..my poor husband.." Elizabeth began sobbing.

"Are you okay m'am?"

"Oh, yes, I'll be fine. My husband has been missing for months.."

"Wow, I'm sorry to hear that." the woman consoled Elizabeth.

"I know. He was captured by pirates."

The woman looked at her, "Pirates?"

"Yes, cutthroat, evil, pirates. I hate pirates."

"Oh, well, here you will be selling pirate memorabilia, souvenirs and gifts." the woman backed away.

"Oh! Well, I love pirate gifts. Who doesn't want..say..this lovely compass? Or this gorgeous pirate flag? Yes, I do love pirate souvenirs." Elizabeth smiled, and started grabbing things.

"Oh."

"Yes. I need this job so I can afford to pay the ransom."

"In that case, I guess you can have the job."

"Thank you. I'm sure if my husband could thank you, he would."

Jack walked into Dog Day Care.

"Hello, are you Clint? Someone named Elizabeth called, saying you would be in."

"Clint? I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, love." Jack said.

"Oh..well..okay. So you want a job here?" the lady owner asked.

"Not really." Jack shook his head.

"Oh, then why are you here?"

"You see, the evil, pirate side of me is saying 'get out of here! You don't need that!', but the good man in me, is saying there is a distressing damsel who needs help."

"...Okaaaay. Do you like animals?"

"No. Actually, I hate animals. We have a pet undead monkey, I would kill him if he wasn't already undead. I also especially hate mangy mutts who steal keys. Nevertheless, I need this job."

"Okaaay. Do you have any references? Previous work experience? Animal experience, preferably dogs?"

"Other then the experiences I have already described to you. No. As far as references go, I have none. My previous work experience includes pirating, kidnapping, commandeering, impersonating, arson, looting.." Jack wanted to continue, but was shut down.

"Excuse me, that isn't work experience, those are criminal offenses."

"Aye, you can file it under that too."

"I don't have time for jokes. Please leave." the woman waved him off.

"Did you know I'm captain of a ship? A big ship?" Jack said, looking into her eyes.

"No."

"Well, I am, but it's missing something." Jack said, getting closer.

"Oh, really? What? Someone too navigate it?" she smirked.

"No. A woman." Jack smiled.

"Funny. Goodbye." the woman walked away.

"You know...my compass pointed here." Jack went after her.

"Wow, that is really amazing" she said, rolling her eyes.

"I think it may have pointed here for a reason. Hire me, and you can join me on me ship, when the time comes."

"That sounds ridiculous."

"It's true, love. I am the most magnificent pirate there is; who wouldn't want to join me on me ship?"

"Ugh, fine. You better be telling the truth." she looked at him.

Jack smiled, "Would I lie?"

Davy Jones appeared in the manager's office of the movie theater.

"AH! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?" the manager screamed.

"Hire me." Davy demanded.

"WHAT? WHO ARE YOU? WHY ARE YOU IN A BUCKET?"

"HIRE ME!" Davy demanded again.

"Uh..um...You need to fill some things out first..."

Davy snapped his weird claw hand.

"OKAY! FINE! Don't hurt me! You can start work tomorrow..."

Davy disappeared.

The manager looked around, "Where did he go?"