Pirates of the Caribbean: curse of the Black Pearl

Chapter eight: oh god


"But we've got to save Will," shouted Elizabeth.

"No." "You're safe now." "We will return to Port Royal immediately, not go gallivanting after pirates!"

"Then we condemn him to death." Destiny wasn't listening any more. She was just thinking. She went to play with her special necklace Jack gave her, but couldn't because it wasn't there.

"Oh god," she whispered. "Jacks going to kill me." she started to look around her feet to see if she dropped it. The Jack tapped her on her shoulder.

"What's the matter luv?"

"Nothing." "Nothings the matter." She gave him a smile.

"Are you sure nothing's the matter."

"I'm as sure as sure can be." "Honest."

"Ok."

"If I may be so bold as to inject my professional opinion. The Pearl was listing near to scuppers after the battle. It's very unlikely she'll be able to make good time. Think about it. The Black Pearl . The last real pirate threat in the Caribbean , mate. How can you pass that up," Jack said.

"By remembering that I serve others, Mr. Sparrow, not only myself," Norrington said.

"Commodore, I beg you, please do this. For me. As a wedding gift."

"Elizabeth." "Are you accepting the Commodore's proposal?"

"I am."

"A wedding! I love weddings drinks all around!" "I know. Clap him in irons, right?"

"Mr. Sparrow , you And Destiny will accompany these fine men to the helm and provide us with the bearing to Isla de Muerta . You will then spend the rest of the voyage contemplating all possible meanings of the phrase silent as the grave. Do I make myself clear?"

"Inescapably clear," Jack said not glad that Destiny was had to go.