Will's Hair Disaster

[The next day Jack wakes up and hears Will cry for help.]

Will: Help!

Jack: Blimey! Hold on a moment! I've got to put on my eyeliner!

Will: Ok, Well hurry up!

Jack: Beauty takes time, don't ya know?

[Two hours later...]

Will: JACK! Oh, never mind... I will get Elizabeth to help me, Elizabeth!

Elizabeth: What?

Will: Could you please come here and assist me?

Elizabeth: Okay!

[Elizabeth walks over to Will where she sees him fixing his hair and looking very worried.]

Will: Will you just look at these split ends? Oh my god! I need to re-perm my hair too! Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear! Since we have no way of getting to a professional stylist, would you cut and perm my hair for me? I would ask Jack, but he is much too caught up in himself and his makeup...

Elizabeth: Sure, it's not like I have a life anyway.

Will: Oh, thank you!

Elizabeth: [Sarcastically] Anytime...

[Elizabeth does Will's hair.]

Elizabeth: Look in the mirror... it's... umm... great...

[Elizabeth hands Will the mirror. Will looks into the mirror.]

Will: Oh my god! It's PINK!

Elizabeth: I though I would dye your hair too, but I think I mixed in the wrong color... I'm sorry... But you still love me, don't you?

Will: Hmm... Let me think about that question... [Jack walks in looking as fabulous as ever.]

Jack: What is- Wow! Your hair is-

Will: PINK! YES! I KNOW! It is all Elizabeth's fault!

[Will starts to cry.]

Jack: Calm down me boy!

Elizabeth: The color will wash out, Will.

Will: Well, I'm not speaking to you until it does.

[Will goes into the water to start in the long grueling task ahead of him.]

Jack: Ha ha! Good one! So, why did you die it pink?

Elizabeth: I meant to dye it light blonde, like Legolas.

Jack: Now, there's a handsome man.

Elizabeth: I agree, but I guess I just mixed in the wrong color. Oops.

Jack: Lizzie, can I call you Lizzie?

Elizabeth: NO!

Jack: Whatever, I think I will anyway. You should go apologize to him.

Elizabeth: I don't feel like it right now. He will forgive me... Trust me...

Jack: How are you so sure of this?

Elizabeth: Are you kidding? Look at me. I'm a hottie. He could never resist me.

Jack: You keep believing that.

Elizabeth: Ok, I will.

[Elizabeth goes into her bedroom to rest.]

Jack: Hmm... Why do people always leave me all alone? I feel unloved. Why, why, WHY?

[Jack gets up and goes up to the deck.] Jack: Hmm... Maybe since I am the captain of this boat, I should be steering it. That's an idea.

[Jack walks over to the steering wheel and starts to sing.]