'Ere, now luv. Where ya' goin'? Over ta that mess in the corner? Don't bother with that one there. Lest ways, not tonight. 'E's over there dreamin' 'bout his ship, don't ya' know. See 'im over there, flappin' his arms like a bird? "E thinks 'e's talkin' to them thats got his ship.



You waits, luv, 'n maybe tomorrow 'e'll 'ave time for you. Most days, 'e's like ta' take ya' upstairs 'n keep ya' all day. A right lusty fellow, for all there's nothing to 'im.



M'self? 'Ya do likes to put me on. No, I be a bit too robust for that little blighter, but I hears tell that he do like to make sport with more 'n one at a time. And 'e's good for a few bob if ya's the need.



'Is ship? That be the Black Pearl.



See 'im over there? That's 'is second bottle 'n mark my word, there will be another to follow that. Onliest way e'll get to 'is bed t'night is if it comes to 'im.



No, luv. Ya' just leave him be. 'E's mournin', ya' see. There's nought that we can do. "E'll never want one of us the way 'e needs that ship. Come on, then luv. You wait, tomorrow our Cap'in Jack Sparrow will be back. You just see.