A/N: I'm so proud! Two chapters posted in one day so far!
EXT.—PEARL.--DAY
Business as par usual on the Pearl. Lines being pulled, sails being manipulated, and Hector Barbossa satisfied with it all.
Marty sits in the crow's nest, eyes scanning the horizon. A shape catches his eye.
MARTY
(pointing)
Man overboard!
The crew, panicked, looks for the missing member.
None can be found.
BARBOSSA
Well, who's hopped the side?
RAGETTI
Cap'n, everybody seems to be…accounted for.
Barbossa scans the deck. It's true.
They all look to Marty, who shrugs and point to the man struggling to stay afloat.
BARBOSSA
Get 'im, get 'im, you bilge rats.
Hopping to it, they make short work of yanking none other than O'Brady onto the deck of the Pearl by his ankle.
O'Brady grabs Barbossa by the lapels, still sputtering and muttering nonsense.
O'BRADY
Ever heard of…the power to stop death…in yer veins…
With that, he promptly passes out.
EXT.—DUTCHMAN—DAY
Will sheaths his sword, moving away from the side of the Dutchman, amidst a newly approving crew and Jack.
Jack gives a simpering smile that quickly turns to a grimace.
Antina, looking away, is taken in by the clouds. They are beautiful, big cumulous clouds. White, fluffy, the whole bit.
ANTINA
I got it.
She lays down on the deck, face towards the heavens and these stunning clouds, face innocent and calm, like a child's.
ANTINA
I know where I am.
Jack, Will, and Bill all exchange puzzled looks.
ANTINA
Leon brought us this way.
BILL
What?
ANTINA
We came off the island, and these—
(she gestures upwards)
--were all I saw.
She turns her head to Bill, limp and relaxed.
ANTINA
(con't)
Would you like to know which way to go?
EXT.—PEARL--DAY
Hector Barbossa listens intently to O'Brady as the latter explains how he was booted off the Flying Dutchman, rope still tight around his ankle.
BARBOSSA
The girl…
O'BRADY
(bitter)
The bloody witch?
Mean, she was. She came with a funny looking bloke and a little boy.
(thought)
And Zelda.
BARBOSSA
(ignoring the last part)
Funny lookin'? Jingly fellow?
As though he ran into a lass and stole the hair right off her head?
O'BRADY
You—you could say that.
Pintel and Ragetti elbow each other excitedly, recognizing whom he's referring to.
Murtogg and Mullory, on the other hand, eye each other nervously. Jack, Antina, and fish people all in one day.
BARBOSSA
(dangerously close)
Be a good lad an' tell us where they're headed.
O'BRADY
If-if-you let me find my sister.
That's all the reason I went to sea. T-to find her.
EXT.—DUTCHMAN—DAY
Antina stands at the helm, which is carefully kept in place by Bootstrap. She looks at the wheel.
The crew waits. Patient lot, really.
She turns it slightly to the right and immediately regrets it, panicking.
ANTINA
Stop it!! Wrong way!!
Bootstrap grabs the helm and eases it starboard.
BILL
Good?
ANTINA
(looking at the cloulds)
More.
BILL
That's hard to starboard!
ANTINA
(still with her face to the sky)
Yes…Yes! Yes, that's it!
(as no one moves)
Be happy.
Zelda tosses her a bottle from the sack, which she nearly catches. Picking it off the deck, Antina wrenches out the cork and takes a swig.
JACK
That particular sort of happy is decidedly feasible.
He beckons to Zelda, who tosses him a bottle as well. He catches it and takes a magnificent gulp.
INT.—BROTHEL—DAY
Barbossa has an iron grip on O'Brady's shoulder as they make their way into the seediest, dirtiest, mangiest brothel this side of the Caribbean.
A churlish MADAM with dark curls impossibly high and face with cheeks pretending to be higher than they are, stands behind a counter scattered with half-burned candles, wax spilling onto the wooden surface.
MADAM
How can I do for you gentlemen?
O'BRADY
Er, ma'am—
BARBOSSA
(brusque)
He be lookin' fir his sister.
The madam gives them an appalled look, her lip curling back.
BARBOSSA
(con't)
A little family reunion, right lad?
He gives O'Brady's shoulder a sharp tug, and the man nods frantically.
MADAM
Whatever floats your boat, chap.
Murtogg and Mullroy stick with each other in the middle of the room, watching the debauchery unfolding around them with childlike trepidation.
In one of the dark corners behind them, SCARLETT AND GISELLE sit in frayed armchairs, trying their best to look fetching.
SCARLETT
Hello, boys.
The two, stiff as boards, turn to face them.
Giselle beckons with her finger, coaxing them closer.
MULLROY
(stuttering horribly)
Sorry, ma'am, but we're employed in the Roy—
The two exchange a look, realizing that this sort of behavior is exactly what pirates aspire to do.
The madam takes Barbossa and O'Brady into the back of the brothel, shuffling through a large ring of keys. Arriving at a crooked wooden door, she unlocks it and bangs on it, shouting.
MADAM
Vivian! Got your brother here ta pay a visit!
Nothing but a muffled shout is heard in return, along with the clank of what sounds like pots and pans.
MADAM
(on her way out)
Pay her in full, now.
VIVIAN O'BRADY comes to the door, a HALF-YEAR-OLD BABY at her hip. Her hair is red, curly, and frizzed beyond repair, and the rest of her person is not in upkeep as well.
VIVIAN
Peter?
O'BRADY
(relieved)
Viv?
BARBOSSA
Now we've all squared away.
(a short incline of head to Vivian)
Miss.
Now—
(he pulls out his pistol and squares his shoulders)
--Would you kindly tell of the whereabouts of one Jack Sparrow?
VIV
Jack Sparrow?
(she begins to rock the baby)
I could tell a thing or two bout Jack Sparrow.
Both Barbossa and O'Brady look to her, utterly surprised.
She jerks her head at the baby.
VIV
I'm sorry. I've not introduced you to lil' Anna here.
Note any resemblances?
O'BRADY
(seething)
I'll kill the bloody bastard.
Barbossa puts a finger under the baby's chin, tilting her round face into the light from a dirty lamp in the hall.
The baby does indeed bear a slight likeness to Jack; her eyes and hair are dark, nothing like Viv's redhead or green eyes.
O'BRADY
You didn't tell me.
VIV
(sighs)
Didn't want you to do anything stupid.
Get yourself in the way of Blackbeard.
BARBOSSA
(looking away from the baby)
Blackbeard? You mean Teach?
VIV
Aye…I was married to him at the time, see.
Thought I was something special, I did.
And Jack, the bugger, convinced me Eddie wouldn't mind if…
(she snorts)
Anyhow, I got thrown to the sea while Jack was able to buy himself off.
BARBOSSA
With…
VIV
Some box without a key. Said it was
(thinking)
"merely a down payment on what was to come."
O'BRADY
(to Barbossa)
That belongs to the girl.
VIV
But I got him good.
She takes the chain around Anna's neck and removes it.
It is the chain with the diamond vial at the end, empty but still sparkling, even in the faintness of the light.
VIV
Said this were worth somethin' more than just diamonds.
Babossa turns away from the lady with the baby and to O'Brady.
BARBOSSA
We get the box…we get the girl…we get the Fount…
BARBOSSA AND O'BRADY
Teach...