Chapter 4: Charlie Sparrow


Jack: What is he doing?

Claire: #approaches, with the hat that Sawyer knitted for her firmly on her head# He's singing.

Jack: But what's that in his hand?

Claire: A bottle of Rum.

Jack: And where did he get that?

Claire: God knows… All I know is that he thinks he is some Captain Jack Sparrow, Captain of the Black Pearl.

Charlie: #running around the campfire, singing# Drink up me pirates, yo-ho, yo-ho…

Jack: #approaches Charlie#

Charlie: REALLY BAD EGGS!

Jack: Sorry?

Charlie: I just sang ' really bad eggs'.

Jack: You've eaten bad eggs?

Charlie: No! 'Tis a song! Sung by me, Jack Sparrow. #extends his hand, twirling his very, very, short beard# Sooo nice to meet you, fancy boy.

Jack: #shakes head# But I'm Jack.

Charlie: You delusional or something m'boy? I'm Captain Jack Sparrow! #extends hand again, full Jack Sparrow grin#

Jack: No, Charlie, you're not. You're Charlie Pace- former singer in the band Drive Shaft. I'm Jack. Jack Shepard.

Charlie: #eyes him, puts fingers to mouth, then wavering them around Jack Sparrow-style# I know… you're suffering from split personality. That's it!

Jack: O.o?

Shannon: #approaches# Who the hell stole all my eye-liner! #notices Charlie# Give it back, you much-too-short pathetic excuse for a dragqueen!

Charlie: I'm Captain Jack Sparrow-

Jack: #interrupts# I'm Jack, damn it!

Charlie: #ignores him and continues# … Captain of the Black Pearl, finest ship on this island.

Sawyer: Well, the only thing it'd have to compete with is the raft, so…

Claire: #slaps Charlie all the sudden for talking to Shannon#

Charlie: Ouch! What was that for?

Claire: That's for you are talking to Shannon during one of my most sensitive periods… you know… after going bald… and giving birth to a baby…

Shannon: #slaps him for stealing the eye-liner#

Charlie: Ouch… not sure I deserved that.

Claire: And here's for letting Aaron play with the fire, using ' Cavemen have to be trained early' as an excuse! #slaps him#

Charlie: I might have deserved that one.

Locke: #approaches# You will be given a sign from the island to reveal your true identity.

#Suddenly, a random man walks in. Let's call the random man 'Bob'. Bob walks over to Charlie, hangs a sign around his neck and exits again.#

Locke: See? I told you so.

Sign: Me go IDIOT!

Jack: But wait… there was a movie with a Jack Sparrow right? Pirates something…

Shannon: Pirates of the Caribbean, actually.

Boone: You saw that?

Shannon: Hell, it's got both Johnny Depp and Orlando Bloom! I mean, that speaks for itself…

MistyX: .

Jack: Yeah, but what did they do with him in that movie?

Shannon: Well, they tried to hang him in the gallows…

Claire: Which I won't like very much.

Kate: Obviously.

Claire: What's that supposed to mean?

Kate: A couple of moments ago you slapped him.

Claire: That doesn't mean I want him dead!

Sawyer: Ya women change ya minds a lot.

Kate: Exactly.

Claire: #confused# What?

Shannon: HEY! #screams# I was talking!

Sawyer: Like anyone ever notices what you're saying, sticks.

Shannon: You should just shut up, exile man.

Sawyer: I could make you…

Sayid: Or I could. Gladly. #grins#

Kate: #shouts# Enough! Lay off each other!

Sawyer: What? It's not my fault she's so thin you could do an x-ray on her with a 30W lamp.

Shannon: #seethe# .

Boone: Okay, I've seen it too! It ends with him jumping off a cliff-

Claire: A fort wall, actually.

Boone: … right, and then he disappears into a ship. The Black Pearl.

Claire: But was it really the Black Pearl?

Locke: Of course it was. The whole point of the story would be lost #cough cough# otherwise.

Jack: OK, am I the only one who hasn't seen the movie?

Sawyer: Probably had your head stuck in a patients intestines and were too busy noticing anything outside that world.

Jack: I'm a spinal surgeon, thank you very much.

Sawyer: Shit the same… you're a Doc, either way.

Claire: Wait a minute… #looks around# Where did Charlie, or the Captain go?

Everyone: #looks around#

Charlie: #suddenly emerges from bushed, totally wagging Jack Sparrow-style# Do we have any apples?

Kate: Apples?

Charlie: Fresh apples. Preferably green.

Kate: No.

Charlie: No?­

Kate: #nods#

Charlie: Oh, well… #jumps back into jungle to find apples. Suddenly, he comes back.#

Charlie: How about swords?

Kate: Not that either.

Charlie: I'll damn the French for that.

Danielle Rousseau: #swats Charlie's head#

Charlie: Ow! You… bloody skank.

Claire: #squeals# Charlie's back! #embraces him#

Sawyer: Hold your horses for a minute… He gets cured? In the chapter?

MistyX: Well.. one of you had to.

Jack: Why?

MistyX: #dwells# Because.

Jack: Because isn't a good enough answer.

MistyX: If you don't want yourself marooned on another island, it's a good enough answer. I mean, imagine that… Alone, with nothing else but: Sawyer!

Jack: #instantly shuts up#

Kate: I wonder whose turn it is the next time.

MistyX: #whistles#

Kate: I'll run.

MistyX: I'll find you.

Kate: #says swoosh!#

Michael: Hey, wanna hear a joke?

Sawyer: No.

Michael: What's the difference between a flamingo and a ballet girl?

Boone: Why not ballet boy?

Michael: Huh?

Boone: Look at Billy Elliot…

Michael: I don't care about some little boy with identity problems!

Walt: #instantly runs and hides his ballet kit#

Michael: Just answer my question. Riddle. Thingie.

Everyone: #shrugs, shakes their heads and so on#

Michael: Both of them go twirly-twirly, because they're so girly-girly, but one of them stands still!

Everyone: O-O

Michael: #proud#

Everyone else: #cough cough#

Michael: #exasperated# What!

Everyone else: #walks away#

Michael: What! Didn't you get it?

Everyone else: #is gone#

Michael: #turns to author# But you got it, right?

MistyX: Eh… no, not really.

Michael: Ah, man… screw it.

MistyX: Yes.