Previously on Pirates of the Caribbean: The Return of the Guy Who Said "No-Fair"...
Jean-Luc Picard and another of Barbossa's henchmen pirates appeared. Upon unlocking the brig, they took Mullroy and Margaret roughly by the arms.
"What are you doing?" asked Mullroy.
"Readying the plank!" responded Barbossa.
"But I can't swim!"
And now the continuation...
"Well, you'd best be learnin' to swim, shouldn't you?" Barbossa grinned and took a bite from a large, juicy green apple.
"Look, Barbozo, or whatever your name is," Margaret said coldly, trying to wriggle out of Barbossa's henchman's grasp as Jean-Luc Picard practiced standing around looking impressive. "He said he can't swim. What are you trying to do, drown him?"
Barbossa blinked.
"You're really not that bright, are you," he said.
Margaret froze, comprehension rush like a wave over her brain.
"No..." she whispered. "No, you can't possibly!"
"Actually I can and I am." Barbossa turned his attention back to Mullroy, who was standing at the end of the plank.
Margaret resumed her struggle, all the more determined free herself. But his grip was iron, and she was soon forced to admit defeat.
Mullroy held himself proud as befit one in the King's Navy, who had learned to accept a life in which many died for God and Country. But he could not hide the fear in his eyes.
He took a shaky breath, and turned to the water.
Barbossa sunk to a low bow in mock respect. "Pride of the Navy, I salute you." He rose, and moved towards the plank.
"Wait!" cried Margaret. "I love you…"
"You love him?" said Mullroy incredulously.
"No not him!" she exclaimed. "You…I love you…well, now that I've made a fool of my self, we'd best be going…"
At that moment, Barbossa let out an impatient groan, and stomped on the plank, causing it to rock wildly, and Mullroy to tumble in to the water.
"Help!" He shouted. "You do all realize I can't swim, right?"
"I'll be there in a second!" Margaret hollered. With that, she elbowed Barbossa's henchman in the ribs. He doubled over in pain with a yelp, but did not let go. That was when Margaret smashed her heel down on his foot.
"Why you…" he growled.
But she had already jumped.