Author's Note: Oh my goodness, gracious great balls of fire! I have one review! Thank you so very much, golfgoddess93. This scene, FYI, takes place back on Isla de Muerta, in the Pirate's throne room. Keep reading, keep reviewing, and the stories'll keep comin'!
Jones: (Grabs Allyssa's broom) I knew ye'd be back. I never meant to 'arm ye.
Allyssa: Well, ye 'ave, ye 'ave 'armed me.
Jones: I realize that and I regret it. Allyssa...
Allyssa: There ye are! I'm settin' those monkeys free! And don't try to interfere or call the guards...
Jones: I ain't callin' anyone. The truth be I'm glad to see ye again. It gets pretty lonely 'round 'ere. And I know ye must get lonely too.
Allyssa: Ye don't know the first thing about me.
Jones: Oh but I do. I do know ye. I can't explain it exactly. Ye know what I mean? Allyssa, ye've been so strong through all of this, aren't ye tired of bein' the strong one? Wouldn't ye like someone to take care of ye? (Hands her the broom) Please, 'elp me start again.
Allyssa: Don't ye think I wish I could? That I could go back to time when I believed ye really were wonderful? The wonderful Pirate of Tortuga? Nobody believed in ye more than I did.
Jones: Oh, me poppet...
(Sung) I never asked for this or planned it in advance
I was merely blown 'ere by the winds of chance
I never saw meself as a Solomon or Socrates
I knew who I was, one of yer dime a dozen mediocrates.
Then suddenly I'm 'ere, respected - worshipped even
And all because the pirates needed someone to believe in
Does it surprise ye I got hooked, and all too soon
(Spoken) They called me...(Sung) Wonderful
They called me "Wonderful"
So I said wonderful--if ye insist
I will be "Wonderful"
And they said "Wonderful"
Believe me it's 'ard to resist
'Cause it feels wonderful
They think I'm wonderful
Hey look who's wonderful
This corn fed hick!
Who said "It might be keen
To build a town of green
And a wonderful road of yellow brick"
(Spoken) See- I never 'ad a family of me own. So, I guess I just wanted to give the pirates everythin'.
Allyssa: So ye lied to them?
Jones: Only verball. Besides, they were the lies they wanted to 'ear. Allyssa, where I come from we believe all sorts of things that ain't true...we call it 'istory!
(Sung) A man's called a traitor or liberator
A rich man's a thief or philanthropist
Is one a crusader or ruthless invader?
It's all in which label
Is able to persist
There are precious few at ease
With moral ambiguities
So we act as though they don't exist
They call me "Wonderful"
So I be wonderful
In fact- it's so much who I am
It's part of me name
And with me help, ye can be the same
At long, long last recieve yer due
Long overdue
Allyssa, the most celebrated
Be the rehabilitated
There'll be such a- whoop-de-doo
A celebration ov'r the sea
That's all to do- with ye
Wonderful
They'll call ye wonderful!
Allyssa: It does sound wonderful!
Jones: Trust me, it's fun
Both: When ye are wonderful
It would be wondeful?
Wonderful wondeful
Jones: One! Two! And:
(They dance)
Allyssa: (Spoken) I'll accept yer proposition.
Jones: Wonderful!
Allyssa: On one condition.
Jones: Aye?
Allyssa: Ye set those monkeys free.
Jones: Done.