Marie sat with Jack on the bow sprit. He had an arm around her and she looked out at the ocean. She had his hand and was fiddling with his fingers. He smiled at her and said,
"You are a diamond, love."
She looked up at him curiously,
"Thanks. And may I ask as to what brought that on?"
"Well, I was just thinkin' about how you've stood by me all this time; after all we've been through." She looked away as he continued, "You're loyal, trustworthy, beautiful to boot, and kind. Face it love, you any man's dream."
She said quietly,
"Not really, Elizabeth is any man's dream."
He looked at her quizzically,
"Cause she's got a pretty face?" Marie didn't answer, "She may have a pretty face, but her heart isn't near as big as yours and her wit isn't as sharp." She still said nothing, "Who told you she was prettier?"
"No one did. But no one needed to; even a fool could see that everyone always wants Elizabeth…"
"Not true, love." Jack said.
"Oh really?" She asked,
"I don't want Elizabeth," Jack argued, "I want you." He said softly, "And don't ever think otherwise."
She looked at him for a moment and small tears sprang into her eyes. Jack cupped her chin and was about to kiss her when Marie made a face. Jack looked over and saw what she'd been looking at. Will was on deck untying a barrel with a body tied to it.
Marie had a disgusted look on her face and Jack motioned for to stay quiet. They watched him cut the lines and look down at his knife solemnly. Jack grinned and said,
"Bravo, you escaped the brig even quicker than I expected." Jack climbed to his feet and Marie followed suit, "William, do you notice something? Or rather do you notice something that is not there to be noted?"
"You haven't raised an alarm." Will answered.
"Odd, isn't it? But not as odd as this." He said pointing at the barrel, "Come up with this all by your lonesome, did you?"
"I said to myself, think like Jack." Will said,
"And this is what you've arrived at? Lead Beckett to Shipwreck Cove so as to gain his trust, accomplish your own ends? It's like you don't know me at all, mate. And how does your dearly beloved feel about this?" Will didn't answer, "Ah, you've not seen fit to trust her with it." He said climbing down to join Will. Marie joined them as Will said,
"I'm losing her Jack. Every step I take for my father is a step away from Elizabeth."
"Mate, if you choose to lock your heart away, you'll lose it for certain. If I may lend a machete to your intellectual thicket -- avoid the choice altogether. Change the facts. Let someone else dispatch Jones."
Marie looked at Jack confusedly,
"Who?" Will asked. He thought for a moment and said, "You?"
"Death has a curious way or reshuffling one's priorities. I'll slip aboard the Dutchman, find the heart, stab the beating thing. Your father goes free, and you're free to be with your charming murderess."
"Yet you didn't see fit to trust me with this idea…" Marie said looking at him,
"Just a suggestion love… No promises or anything,"
"And you're willing to carve out your heart and bind yourself to the Dutchman, forever." Will asked,
"No mate, I'm free forever. Free to sail the seas beyond the edges of the map, free from death itself."
"You've got to do the job though, Jack. You have to ferry souls to the next world. Or end up just like Jones." Will said stroking his chin,
"Would be a darn shame to lose those roguish features." Marie said,
"I don't have the face for tentacles. But immortal has to count for something, eh?" Marie smiled and cocked an eyebrow at him. "Oh!" he said handing Will the compass,
"What's this for?" Will asked,
"Think like me, it'll come to you." Jack said. He waited for a moment and then blew into Wills face. Will backed away disgusted and fell off the ship.
"That was one of your more interesting techniques." Marie commented,
"After a while you get creative." He said to her. Jack knocked the barrel into the water and said to Will, "My regards to Davy Jones!"
Jack looked at Marie and wrapped his arms around her. Obviously still intent on kissing her. She pushed him off,
"Oh no you don't."
"Why not?!" he asked exasperated,
"I saw the look on his face, you're not kissing me!" She said.
"What?!"