Nothing happened.
Blinking in confusion, Barbossa stared at the perfectly fine Pieces of Eight and wondered what could have gone wrong. All of the Pieces were gathered together and he had said the right words as if to a lover on a balcony!
So what could have gone wrong?
Looking up at Tia, Barbossa noted that she was glancing over at Ragetti and he knew what he needed to do.
"Get Master Ragetti over here!" he barked and Ragetti was promptly dragged over to stand beside her, still fighting to try and get free.
"Why didn't it work?" Barbossa demanded.
"Ye didn' say et righ'." Ragetti mumbled, turning away so that he was not looking at Tia or Barbossa. "Ye 'ave ta say et righ'."
"Why don't you show us how to say it right then?" Barbossa asked, drawing a pistol and taking aim at Ragetti's other eye.
"Barbossa…"
"I like ye, lad. I've always thought ye were one of the few good pirates on the Pearl but this is for everyone's lives! Now do it and say it like ye mean it!" Barbossa growled, narrowing his eyes.
After one last attempt at breaking free failed, Ragetti stopped struggling and his shoulders slumped as he looked down at the ground.
"We're all waiting, King."
Looking over at Tia, Ragetti hesitated, his throat closing a few times in fear.
"Do…Do ye know who I am?" he asked softly and Gibbs let him go and backed away to avoid any bad luck rubbing off. Ragetti did not attempt to make a run for it however, and he just stood looking at the bound Tia.
"Aye, I know ye." Tia whispered; her accent as soft and gentle as a morning breeze. "Da las' child of Calix One Eye, ye ar'." Her eyes narrowed dangerously then and Ragetti was vaguely reminded about the rule of not touching an animal when its hurt because it will bite you.
Tia looked mad enough to bite his whole hand off.
Swallowing down the growing lump in his throat, Ragetti fidgeted with his hands as he stared down at them intently.
"Da bastard who tricked me to sleep wif 'im." She snarled; baring her ink stained teeth at him.
"Aye, tha's the 'un." Ragetti said helplessly. "'is blood flows through me veins an' et's because o' tha' tha' I'm goin' ta do this. As an apology ta yer fer wot 'e done ta ye."
"Ar' ye sure it's not the pistol aimed at yer face?" she taunted.
"No, et's because I've always loved the sea." Ragetti said. "E'en afore I knew all abou' ye an' the Cour' an' the Pirate Lords…I loved the sea an' everyfing abou' et. Bu' wi' ye bound in yer 'uman flesh yer no' in control an' the sea tha' I love aint real. Et's jus' a fake tha' the original Lords made.
"I've always wondered wot et would be like wi' ye back in charge an' controllin' the waters again an' tha's why…"
His hands were shaking badly as he slowly leaned forward, his lips barely touching her ear as he whispered the words.
"Calypso, I release ye from yer 'uman bonds."
With a loud whoosh the Pieces burst into flames and as Ragetti backed away from the convulsing Tia; he couldn't help but feel that Pintel was proud of him somehow and as the ropes fell away from her naked body, Ragetti knew that his release of Calypso had been the right thing.
Calypso stood before the pirates of the Pearl; stark naked but now there was a kind of aura surrounding Her, making Her unable to be touched.
Glaring at all of the pirates of the ship in turn, as if contemplating sinking them all now, She turned to Ragetti and the expression on Her face softened.
"Wot would ye 'ave me do?" she asked.
"Nuffin', Lady." Ragetti said and this caused Barbossa to stare at him as if he had suddenly gone mad.
"Ragetti!"
"Yer a goddess…'ow kin a mortal man make a demand o' ye?" Ragetti asked Her, and She nodded as if he had just given the right answer.
Holding out Her hand, She closed it tightly before opening it again, a neckerchief that Ragetti knew very well lay in the palm of Her hand.
"For ye." She purred, holding it out to him.
Bowing his head, Ragetti slowly took the neckerchief out of her hand and in a flash she disintegrated and reformed as a swarm of stone colored crabs and fell over the side of the ship.
Barbossa's hands were around his throat at once, ready to strangle him.
"Ye bloody fool!" he shouted. "Ye've doomed us all!"
But Ragetti did not hear him; he was too intent on simply staring at Pintel's neckerchief and wishing that the man was here with him.
"The Flying Dutchman is heading this way!" a lookout shouted and Ragetti and Barbossa both looked up at the same time and found this to be true.
"Move forward!" Ragetti shouted, and he turned and gave Barbossa such an intense stare that the man was forced to let go. Tying the neckerchief around his wrist tightly, Ragetti moved forward and took full command of the crew.
"Git the cannons ready an' turn this bloody ship on 'er side when we git close enough!" he roared and the crew scrambled to follow his orders at once. Doomed or not, they still needed to fight.
The only assistance that Calypso gave to either side was to push them both together with the winds and waves that she had taken back control of.
Soon the Flying Dutchman and Pearl were in firing and shouting distance and Ragetti stood with one arm raised, ready to give the signal as he looked over at the Flying Dutchman.
"When do we fire?" Barbossa asked, growing anxious as Ragetti just stood staring at the Flying Dutchman.
"Look o'er there." Ragetti answered instead.
"What..?" But Barbossa looked and he frowned when he noticed what Ragetti had noticed.
There was not a single red coat on the ship, not a one. The mutated crew of the Flying Dutchman were all just standing and looking over at the crew of the Pearl, waiting for their captain to arrive.
"What do ye think they're doing?" Barbossa asked.
"Fer some'un who knew the righ' answers afore, yer certainly confused naow." Ragetti pointed out, glaring at the man. "I don' fink pointin' a pistol in me face is par' o' the Code!"
Before Barbossa could answer him, Davy Jones made his appearance on the deck of the ship and a slow smile spread across Ragetti's face.
"We win."
Davy Jones was holding Mercer's head, a look of pain and agony frozen on his features forever as it was held up high for both sides to see.