While Evan was busy facing cursed pirates, Willia was getting acquainted with Jade and her pirate crew. At first, Willia didn't like working with pirates like Jade, not even overjoyed about traveling with them when she was at the cabin on the Interceptor, muttering about the mess she got herself into before feeling any better. But over time, helping out Jade's crew, Willia can become quite a sailor, just like her father.
Soon, Jade grew fond of Willia Turner, knowing full well that with Mermaidstrap Bertha for a mother, she has piracy in her blood. And for Willia, Jade was like a friend of a family she'd never known and never had.
Just then, ferocious storms gathered, and mountainous waves buffeted the Interceptor as Willia went up to help Jade and the others battle the storm.
"How can we find an island no one finds with a compass that doesn't work?" Willia asked.
"It just doesn't point north," Joslin Gibbs answered. "But we're not trying to find north, are we?"
Jade stood tall as if no wind had touched her. She struggled to move the wheel as the ship tilted with the ocean.
"Should we drop canvas?!" Naomi shouted at Jade.
"She can hold a bit longer," Jade yelled back.
"What's in your head that puts you in such a fine mood, Captain?" Martina asked.
"We're catching up!" Jade grinned and moved the ship as if she were enjoying the storm's winds, as did the crew. All except Willia.
As Jade and her crew steered the Interceptor through a graveyard of wrecked ships surrounding Isla de Muerta, Willia asked Joslin Gibbs about Jade. "How is it that Jade came by that compass? And why is she so keen on getting the Black Pearl?"
"Not many people knew about Jade before she showed up in Tortuga with a mind to go after the treasure of Isla de Muerta," Joslin Gibbs said. "That was before I met her, back when she was captain of the Black Pearl."
"What?" Willia asked, surprised to hear that the Black Pearl once belonged to Jade. "I guess she failed to mention that."
Joslin continued explaining that when Jade was Captain of the Black Pearl, the first mate tricked her into giving the secret route to the Aztec treasure, then led a mutiny by marooning Jade and some crew members on an island with a pistol and a bullet.
Willia looked at Jade, understanding her eagerness to help her. She thought Jade didn't care about Evan's safety and that she just wanted the Pearl back...and revenge.
"Jade and the others escaped the island. And she still has one single shot," Joslin said. "But she won't use it because she saved it for one person. Her mutinous first mate..."
"Barbossa," Willia guessed as Gibbs nodded.
"Are you done?" Jade's voice appeared. While Joslin told Willia the story, the Captain made her way over, looking down at them.
As the longboat lowered down, Jade turned to her crew. "Let go of the anchor. Young Ms. Turner and I are to go ashore."
"What if the worst should happen?" Joslin Gibbs asked.
"Keep to the Code. Anyone who falls behind is left behind."
"No heroes among thieves, huh?" Willia asked Jade as the two entered the caves.
Jade looked back at Willia, smiling. "You know, for someone having such a bleak outlook on pirates, you're well on your way to becoming one. I mean, look at you now… You sprung me from jail, commandeered a ship of the navy fleet, sailed with a buccaneer crew out of Tortuga, and you're even obsessed with treasure."
"That's not true," Willia protested. "I'm not obsessed with treasure."
"Well, not all treasures are silver and gold."
Rowing to a hiding place, Jade and Willia looked over a vast cavern filled with spectacular treasures from the raids on Spanish ships. They see Hecuba standing, gripping Evan beside the stone chest that carried the cursed blood money, filled with 881 pieces of Aztec gold, waiting for the last piece.
Hecuba Barbossa addressed her crew. "Gentlemen, our time has come! Our torment is at an end, and our salvation is nigh! We've been tested and tried for ten years, and each person here has proved their mettle a hundred times over and a hundred times again! Punished we were, the lot of us, disproportionate to our crimes!"
Hecuba's crew cheered in agreement as she kicked the lid of the stone chest, revealing all 881 Aztec gold pieces that looked identical to the medallion.
"And here it is, the cursed treasure of Cortes himself!" Hecuba continued. "We have returned every last piece that went astray, save for this." Then, she pointed her knife around Evan's neck to the medallion, preparing to sacrifice him. "And now, the blood will be repaid to free us from this curse forever!"
With her blood boiling, an anxious Willia scrambles to save Evan, but Jade holds her back, trying to stop her. "NO! Not yet! We wait for the opportune moment!"
But Willia didn't want to wait. "When's that? When it's of greatest profit to you?"
"May I ask you something? Have I ever given you a reason not to trust me? I know this is difficult for you, but please stay here and try not to do anything stupid."
Knocking Jade out with an oar, Willia went down to save Evan. "Sorry, Jade...but I will not be your leverage."
At the same time, Hecuba raised her knife and sliced the middle of Evan's palm. She placed the medallion in his hand and closed his fist around it.
"Begone by blood, by blood undone!" Hecuba said as she dropped the bloody medallion into the chest with the matching pieces.
For a moment, nothing happened. Something didn't feel right.
"Did it work?" Baljetti said. "I don't feel anything."
"Me neither," Buftel added.
"It didn't work! The curse is still on us!" Baljetti said while more pirates murmured.
Hecuba slowly turned to Evan, grabbing his wrist. "You, butler! Your mother. What was her name?! Was your mother Willamette Turner?"
"No," Evan answered as he smirked at Barbossa.
"Where's her child? The one that sailed from England eight years ago with the veins flowing the blood of Willamette Turner?"
When Evan refuses to answer, Hecuba realizes the truth. She and the crew think Evan is the son of Willamette "Mermaidstrap Bertha" Turner, but they are wrong. He lied about who he was, giving them Willia's last name.
In frustration, Hecuba slapped Evan in the face, causing him to fall down the backside of the pile. Evan lay near the water's edge with the medallion in front of him as he recuperated from the slap.
The pirates looked at Buftel and Baljetti. "You two brought us the wrong person!"
"How were we supposed to know?" Buftel argued. "He had the medallion!"
"And he did say his name was Turner!" Baljetti added.
While the pirates argued, Willia helped Evan slip away, taking the medallion with them. Jack saw it all, and his screeching echoed as he pointed toward the two.
Hecuba noticed as well. "The medallion! After them, ingrates!"
As the two continued to run through the tunnels, Willia turned to Evan with panic in her eyes. "I-I didn't think this far through!"
"It's alright," Evan smiled. "You have done a lot, coming to save me."
Regaining consciousness from the whack she'd gotten from Willia, Jade noticed Willia and Evan's escape and rendezvoused with them. At first, Evan was surprised and unhappy to see Jade here, but Willia reassured him that the pirate had come to help her save him.
Hearing the pirates coming further, Jade turned to Willia. "Willia, lead Evan back to the ship! I'll stay and keep them at bay with the point of my blade. I will take care of everything from here. Just worry about yourselves instead!"
Willia looked on in shock, as did Evan. "But Jade-!"
"Go! I'll draw them away from you. And remember, keep to the Code!"
Sticking to the Code and invoking the right of parley, Jade stood face-to-face with her old first mate and current enemy, Hecuba Barbossa.
"How the blazes did you get off that island?!" Hecuba asked, but Jacklyn halted her.
"When you sailed away in my ship and marooned my mates and me on that godforsaken spit of land with nothing but a pistol and a single shot, you forgot one crucial thing, mate. I'm Captain Jade Sparrow."
"Then I won't be making that mistake again," said Hecuba.
"The boy's blood didn't work, huh?" Jade leveled her eyes with Hecuba's.
"You know whose blood we need?" Hecuba asked.
Jade nodded with a smile. "I know whose blood you need."
When Willia and Evan reached the Interceptor, Willia told Jade's crew that their Captain told her to keep to the Code and that she stayed behind to buy them time.
Evan was still stunned to realize that Willia had saved him with Jade's help. It wasn't concrete, but now Joslin Gibbs, who Evan quickly recognized as the sailor girl he'd met eight years ago, had just asked for Jade's whereabouts. Keeping to the Code, the crew weighed anchor and sailed away.
In the cabin on the Interceptor, Evan Swann sat and tried to bandage his wounded hand while Willia sat beside him.
"So, is it true?" Willia asked Evan. "You gave Barbossa my last name instead of yours. Why did you choose my name?"
"I don't know…," Evan sighed.
Willia leaned on Evan's shoulder when her eyes were on the medallion in his hand. "Evan, where did you get that?"
"It's yours," Evan answered. "From the day that we found you drifting at sea."
Willia suddenly remembered as she stared at the medallion. "After all this time, I thought I'd lost it. It was a gift from my mother. She sent it to me."
When Evan returned the medallion to her, Willia looked at him straight. "Why did you take it?"
Evan swallowed his emotions, knowing he had to tell Willia the truth. "Because I was afraid that you were a pirate. That would've been awful if they knew."
Realization flowed through Willia. At last, it all made sense - Evan told the pirates his last name was Turner, not Swann. Willia recalled Jade mentioning that her mother was Mermaidstrap Bertha Turner, a pirate. Therefore, the pirates believed they held the pirate's child captive.
"Of course," Willia said as tears rolled into her eyes, realizing Jade was right. "Don't you see? It wasn't your blood they needed. It was my mother's blood. My blood. The blood...of a pirate."
"I'm sorry," Evan said softly, knowing his words were useless.
Onboard the Black Pearl, Jade roamed the cabin, examining the sorry state of affairs on the ship as she and Hecuba were at the Captain's cabin. "I'm disappointed, Hecuba. I expected more from you to take care of MY ship."
"That's another mistake I won't make again," Hecuba replied.
"But I should be thanking you. If you hadn't betrayed and left me, I would've had an equal share of that curse. So, what say you to put the past behind us, run up a flag of truce, and let me negotiate the return of your medallion, eh? What say you to that?"
Hecuba laughed, glaring at Jade. "Seeing how the Black Pearl is mine now, it doesn't seem to fall within my interest."
"Odd, I'm not concerned with YOUR INTEREST," Jade said. "Give me back the Pearl!"
"I doubt it," Hecuba refused. She vowed to chase down the Interceptor and get the medallion back - and this time, she'd spare no one. Hecuba ordered the crew to lock Jade up in the brig. Now she needed to get to that ship...and the medallion.
With the Black Pearl gaining on them, Jade's crew had accidentally tossed cannonballs overboard to lighten their head and increase speed, but it wasn't enough. They had to stand and fight, so they loaded and fired the cannons with anything they found, including the silverware, because all the cannonballs were overboard.
The fight was still in full force as Hecuba ordered her men to board the Interceptor. "Find me that medallion!"
Jade escaped and swung over to the Interceptor, but it was severely damaged and out of ammo.
Willia made her decision. Hecuba needed her blood, so she'd give herself and the medallion to save the others. But Jack the monkey grabbed the medal before she could and scampered off to Hecuba.
All hope seemed lost as Hecuba's pirates had overtaken the Interceptor, and it was sinking fast.
"Our hope is restored," Hecuba shouted to her cheering pirates.
Jade and her crew were all tied up on the Black Pearl by Buftel and Baljetti.
"If any of you said 'parlay' one more time, I'd frail your head so bad it won't fit through your shirt hole," Buftel said, holding his pistol on them.
Suddenly, the Interceptor exploded, sending debris high in the air.
"Willia!" Evan shouted. With rage in his eyes, he attacked Hecuba.
Hecuba just laughed. "Welcome back, handsome. You've taken advantage of our hospitality last time, but now it's time you return the favor."
But they were interrupted by a familiar shout. "BARBOSSA!"
Climbing up, soaking wet, was Willia Turner, holding a pistol. "He goes free!"
"Go ahead, girl. Shoot," Hecuba said, not bothered by Willia's dramatic appearance. "You've only got one shot - and we can't die!"
Jade said to Willia under her breath. "Don't do anything stupid!"
But it was too late because Willia lowered the pistol. "You can't…but I can. My name is Willia Turner. My mother was Willamette 'Mermaidstrap Bertha' Turner. Her blood runs in my veins."
Hecuba was shocked by that revelation. "What!?"
Jade shook her head in dismay. "And there it is..."
As Willia trailed off from her explanation, the Black Pearl crew gasped in surprise and shouted at a surprised Hecuba Barbossa about how Willia looked very much like her mother.
"On my word, you better do as I say," Willia continued as she cocked the trigger. "Or I'll pull this trigger and be lost to Davida Jones's Locker."
"Name your terms, Ms. Turner," Hecuba Barbossa said.
"Release Evan," Willia demanded. "And Jade and her crew, too, not to be harmed." Then, Willia added one more thing before she returned with Hecuba to Isla de Muerta. "Hand over the Black Pearl back to Jade once this is over. You have selfishly squandered its wreckage and the curse for long enough."
Hecuba slowly smiled. "Agree."
Jade slumped down. That idiot, she thought.
But Hecuba Barbossa was tricky. As for her promises? She had finally gotten what she needed - the medallion and the blood.
Instead of harming Evan and Jade and knowing that Willia failed to specify when or where, Hecuba marooned them on a deserted island, the same one she'd left Jade and her crew on before. It was a smuggler's island, with caves full of stolen rum.
"That's the second time I've had to watch her sail away with my ship," Jade sighed. She lay on the ground, staring at her pistol as Evan appeared at her side.
"You were going to tell Barbossa about Willia in exchange for a ship!?" Evan shouted as he curled his fists in anger.
"I wasn't going to tell Hecuba about Willia because as long as she didn't know about her, I had something to bargain with, which no one has, thanks to Willia!"
Evan stood up and followed Jade. "Willia still risked her life to save ours, so we must do something to rescue her!"
"Off you go, then. Let me know how that turns out."
"But you were marooned before. We can get off the same way you did!"
"My Black Pearl is gone," Jade yelled at Evan angrily, silencing him. "And unless you have another ship, Willia will die long before you reach her! And to what point and purpose?!" Then, she sighed once more. "I just wanted my ship back... This whole mess would've happened if you two hadn't listened to what I told you earlier."
"But you're Jade Sparrow, ain't you? Are you the pirate I've read about or not?"
At that moment, Jade calmed down. "The last time my crew and I were here. It was a total of three days. The rumrunners used the island as a cache, and we bartered passage off. But from the looks of things, they've long been out of business. Thank your friend, Jamie Norrington, for that."
Evan was flabbergasted. "That's it? You guys spent three days drinking rum?"
"Welcome to the Caribbean," Jade said. "Word of advice? Don't believe what you've read. They want spectacle, not truth."
"Is there any truth to your stories?" Evan asked.
Jade shook her head. "No. No truth at all."
Evan slowly realized that not all audacious stories he had read about were true. Now, he had difficulty remembering why he admired pirates so much.
Moments later, Jade and Evan settled around a campfire they made as night fell.
Just then, Evan started to sing. "Yo, ho, yo, ho, a pirate's life for me…."
Jacklyn noticed Evan's singing right away. "What was that?"
"Just a song I learned as a child when I thought it would be exciting to meet a pirate," Evan answered.
"Well, you thought wrong," Jade began. "We're not just normal, fairy-tale pirates. There are cruel, demented, vicious pirates out there, to be certain – the ruthless, demented, vicious pirates who can not kill, so says the Pirate Code. But when I get my Pearl back, I'll teach that song to my crew, and we'll sing it all the time!"
"You'll be one of the most fearsome pirates in the Spanish Main," Evan replied.
"Not the Spanish Main, the entire ocean. Wherever we want to go, we go. That's what a ship is, you know. Not just a keel, hull, deck, and sails. What the ship is - what the Black Pearl is - is freedom."
"Freedom?" Evan repeated.
"It's about living on the edges with no law nor authority, not even Commodores, to keep you down. It's about following your heart."
"Following my heart," Evan repeated while Jade turned toward the sea, lost in thoughts of her ship. "It must be bad for you to be on this island."
"It's fine. This time, with some company. Willia is glad to have a man like you."
As Jade passes out from drinking too much rum, Evan sees a new side of her, a softer side that makes him feel guilty for all that has been happening so far. But now, he was determined to help both Willia and Jade – by following his heart.
The following day, an explosion rocked the island as Evan poured rum on anything - food, rum, and palm trees - that would burn and set it ablaze, building a signal fire.
Jade screamed. "What are you doing? You burned all the food, shades, the rum!"
"Yes," Evan shouted as he fueled the fire. "The rum is gone."
"But why is the rum gone?"
Evan pointed at the smoke. "Because that signal fire goes up to 1,000 feet up above. Plus, the entire Royal Navy is looking for me. Do you think there's even the slightest chance they won't see it?"
Jade was furious. "You burn up the whole island just for a chance to get rescued?"
"At least there'll be white sails on the horizon in two hours."
Suddenly, on the horizon, Jade saw the white sails of the Dauntless. "There'll be no living with him after this," she murmured.
Evan and Jade were aboard the H.M.S. Dauntless with his mother and Jamie within hours. But both don't want to chase after the Black Pearl to save Willia.
"We have to go back!" Evan shouted. "We have to rescue Willia!"
"No, you're safe now, and that's all that matters," Weatherly said. "We are returning home to Port Royal, not gallivanting after pirates!" She then turned to Jade. "No offense."
"Don't mention it," Jade replied. "Oh, wait. None taken."
Evan couldn't believe this. "So what? We're condemning Willia to death?! Leaving her behind, just like that!?"
"That girl's fate was regrettable," Jamie replied, talking about Willia. "But so was her little decision to engage in piracy."
"Willia was only doing all that to save me!" Evan shouted back. "Willia risked everything to save me; she did a better job than any of you!"
Everything went silent at the accusation. But there was no further discussion. The Dauntless will return to Port Royal, Jade will be hanged, and the rest will go on.
Weatherly looked at her son. "Evan, I am so cross with you! Do you have any idea what you've put me through? I had to go through the ocean's perils, looking for you. But now I learned that when the pirates kidnapped you, you didn't tell them your real name, and now look what had got you! We were about to have a wedding for you, and everything would've been better!"
"None of that matters now!" Evan just said, hammering away.
Weatherly was shocked. "None of it matters? None of it matters?!"
Evan didn't answer as Weatherly Swann sighed. "So, the truth came out, didn't it?"
Jade listened quietly and shuffled toward the son and mother. "If I may be bold enough to express my opinion, the Pearl was listing near scuppers after the battle. Think about it, Commodore. The Black Pearl will be the last pirate threat in the Caribbean. How can you pass that up?"
"Please, Jamie," Evan said. "Do it for me...as a wedding gift."
Weatherly was stunned. "Evan, are you accepting Jamie's proposal?"
"Yes," Evan replied. "I am."
At Evan's affirmation, Jade shouted in excitement. "A wedding?! I love weddings! Drinks all around!"
"Ms. Sparrow…," Jamie Norrington said to Jade. "Perhaps you will be so kind as to provide us with the heading and the bearing to Isla de Muerta!"
When the two finally agreed to help rescue Willia, Jade told them her plan. She would go into the cavern and send the pirates out.
While the H.M.S. Dauntless changed course and headed to Isla de Muerta, the Black Pearl was already on the way. Jade's crew in the brig below watched Baljetti and Buftel mop the floors.
Willia was in a separate cell when she asked, "You knew Bertha Turner?"
Buftel looked up at her. "Mermaidstrap Bertha? Oh yeah, we knew her. Let's say it never sat well with her. I mean, what did we do to Jade Sparrow with the mutiny? She said it wasn't right with the Code. That's why she sent you a piece of the treasure, saying we deserved to be cursed."
Willia lowered her head. After all, her mom was a pirate, just as Jade had said. She spent her life hating pirates while her mom made those pirates pay.
But then Baljetti chimed in. "Hecuba got rid of her and the Mermaidstrap Sisters by sending them to the depths, and that was the last time we saw them...but it was right after we forgot to realize that we needed her blood to lift the curse."
Willia thought of her mother in a new light as more and more of her genuine personality emerged. Now, she knew that no real pirate would want the mutineers to suffer for their actions, which would have benefited them.
Suddenly, they finally arrived at Isla de Muerta. It was time to end the curse.
"Bring her in," Hecuba ordered, nodding toward Willia.
When the H.M.S. Dauntless also arrived on Isla de Muerta, Jamie Norrington surrounded the cave entrance with longboats full of marines. At the same time, Evan escaped to the Black Pearl to free Jade's crew.
Hecuba addressed her crew. "Now let's be tryin' this again! The last piece of the Aztec treasure has been returned." She then pointed her knife at Willia. "And now, the blood will be repaid to free us from this curse forever! This time, for sure!"
Just then, as the pirates cheered, a familiar voice rang out. "Excuse me. Pardon me...ah, begun by blood."
"Jade!" Willia shouted happily.
"Impossible," Hecuba Barbossa hissed.
"Not probable," Jade said. "Because anything is possible."
"Where's Evan?" Willia asked.
"He's safe, just like I promised," Jade reassured before adding that Evan promised to marry Jamie and that Willia had promised to die for him. "So, we're all good on our promises…except that we're all women."
"Enough!" Hecuba exclaimed. "You'll be next when I'm through with her!"
Hecuba was about to return the knife to Willia's neck, but Jade interrupted. "You don't want to do that."
"Why not?!"
"Because the H.M.S. Dauntless, the pride of the Royal Navy, is floating just offshore, waiting for you. Hear me out. You order your men to row out to the Dauntless; they do what they do best, and there you are with two ships. The makings of your fleet. Of course, you'll take the grandest as your flagship, but what of the Pearl?"
As Hecuba dreamed of a fleet at her command, Jade made a suggestion. "Make me Captain. I'll sail under your colors, give you 10 percent of my take, and you'll be...Commodore Barbossa."
"I suppose, in exchange, you want me not to kill the whelp," Hecuba replied, referring to Willia.
"Not at all," Jade replied. "Just not yet. Wait to lift the curse until the moment after you killed Norrington's men. Every. Last. One."
Hearing Jade use the familiar phrase 'opportune moment,' Willia saw her flip one Aztec coin up in her shirt sleeve. You planned this from the beginning, ever since you learned my name, Willia thought, unsure what Jade was up to, but she was willing to help - if only to save herself.
"Agreed," Hecuba smiled, and instead of ordering her crew to row to the Dauntless, she told them to walk. This wasn't part of Jade's plan.
One by one, the cursed pirates stepped silently across the water, turned into skeletons by the moonlight, and climbed aboard the deck of the Dauntless, attacking the unsuspecting marines.
"I must admit, Jade," Hecuba said. "I thought I had you figured it out, but it turns out…you're a hard woman to predict."
But Jade wouldn't give up. "Me? I'm just dishonest, and you can always trust me to be dishonest…but it's the honest ones you might want to watch out for because you can never predict when they will do something incredibly…stupid!"
Tossing Willia a sword and grabbing another for herself, Jade attacked Hecuba, and the two dueled. At the same time, Willia held off the remaining pirates as sounds of clashing swords echoed through the treasure-filled caverns.
Suddenly, Hecuba plunged her sword into Jade as Willia gasped in horror. "Jade!"
"You're a fool, Jade Sparrow," Hecuba laughed.
But Jade wasn't wounded when she smirked at Hecuba. As she stumbled backward into the moonlight, she turned into a skeleton...with an Aztec coin in her hand.
"I couldn't resist, mate," Jade told a shocked Hecuba. She then turned to Willia, who smiled at her.
Meanwhile, Evan reached the Black Pearl. He freed Joslin Gibbs and the rest of Jade's crew, helping them rid the Black Pearl of the remaining pirates. "All of you with me! Willia is in that cave, and we must save her!"
But nobody moved as the parrot squawked. "Any port! In a storm!"
"The bird is right," Joslin Gibbs said as she gestured. "We've got the Pearl."
"But what about Jade? You're just going to leave her?" Evan looked at the crew with an incredulous expression on his face.
Jade did give them a ship, and now they had one. Plus, there was the Pirate Code to consider, as Joslin Gibbs, Martina, Naomi, and the rest pointed out.
Evan was furious. "You're pirates! Forget the Code and forget the rules! They're more like guidelines anyway!" Then, he rowed to the island alone while the Black Pearl sailed away.
Jade and Hecuba dueled in and out of the moonlight, turning from living women to skeletons and back again.
"So, what now, Jade Sparrow!?" Hecuba asked. "Are we to be two immortals locked in an epic battle until judgment day and trumpets sound?"
"Or you could surrender!" Jade said.
Just then, Evan arrived at Willia's side. The two of them turned toward the duel between Jade and Hecuba.
"Whose side is Jade on?" Evan asked.
"At the moment...," Willa shrugged.
As the battle raged on, Jade threw her piece of gold across the cave and watched as Willia caught it in her hand.
Hecuba aimed her pistol at Evan. "I should've killed you when I had the chance..."
Before Hecuba could fire, another shot echoed through the cavern, but it wasn't Hecuba's gun that'd fired. It was Jade who held a smoking pistol at Hecuba.
"What say you we call it a draw?" Jade said to Hecuba.
Hecuba laughed at that remark. "10 years you carried that pistol, saving its shot for my demise, and now you waste it?"
"Jade didn't waste it, Barbossa," Willia said as she was beside the Aztec chest, holding her bleeding fist onto two pieces of gold - one was the medallion Evan carried for so long, and the other was Jade's piece – before she could drop them into the stone chest. "Do you know how my mother died because of you? It was truly a cruel death! So much so that my father had almost grieved about it when he heard the news!" She then slowly turned to Jade. "Jade, I owe you one for revealing the truth."
Willia then dropped the two pieces of Aztec gold into the chest. When she did, the curse was now lifting. Hecuba and her crew were mortal, and Jade's pistol shot finished her off.
"I feel...cold," Hecuba said as she fell forward, defeated.
"Well…that appears decisive," Jade said.
With the curse finally lifted, the heathen gods' unholy pact was complete, and Evan had helped save Willia. They had finally won.
But the price had been high. Evan would go back to the Dauntless and be Jamie's fiancé. Hearing footsteps, Evan looked into the eyes of the girl he truly loved and now could never have - Willia Turner.
Willia grinned, happy that she and Evan had survived the battle.
"We should return to the Dauntless," Evan said.
Willia nodded. "Your fiancé will be waiting to know you're safe."
Evan grabbed Willia, and the two embraced. After minutes of holding each other, they were about to lean in for a kiss when they heard a crash echoing behind them.
Willia and Evan turned to see Jade draping herself with treasure – pearls around her neck, a jewel-encrusted crown on her head, and rings on her finger.
"WHAT!?" Jade asked as she walked up. "I couldn't resist. No pirate worth his salt ignores treasure." She then looked at Willia. "And if you were waiting for the opportune moment to say something to him…That was it."
Moments later, Jade could see that her ship was gone and left behind by her crew.
"I'm sorry...," Evan apologized sadly.
Jade sighed. "Don't be. They did what was right for them. Can't expect that."
"I'm sorry, too, Jade," Willia also apologized. "About everything."
"Me too."
"So, what now?"
"Whatever I want, now that I know the crew is safe with the Black Pearl in tow."
Willia nodded. Then, she gave Jade a long-warming hug. "Thank you, Jade."
Stunned, Jade froze but slowly wrapped her arms around and hugged Willia back. It was the hug of an unlikely friendship the two had formed during the adventure.
"I didn't want you hittin' me again," Jade told Willia.
Captain Jade Sparrow had once again found herself in an all-too-familiar position: She was once again a captain without a ship.
The following day, Jade's luck fails her as she returns to Port Royal, stands on the gallows, and is about to be hanged by the noose for her crimes.
"This is all wrong," Evan said as he felt lost.
But just as Jade thought her luck was running out with her eyes closed, someone dashed to the rescue by drawing its sword and hurled it when the hangman pulled the lever. Standing on the blade, Jade slowly opened her eyes to see who it was.
It was Willia Turner, wearing new clothes.
"Willia!" Jade cried in surprise. "Nice threads."
"Evan," Willia said to Evan as she turned to him. "I should have told you every day from the moment I met you...I love you."
Evan smiled. "I love you too."
Jade cut in quickly to Willia's side. "I hate to cut short the romance, but the locals seem displeased."
Together, Willia and Jade fight for freedom as they race for the parapet side of Fort Charles. Still, Jamie Norrington and her men soon surround them.
Weatherly looked at Willia in shock. "I granted your pardon, yet you're throwing in your lot with her? She's a pirate."
"And a good woman," Willia said as Jade nodded and pointed her finger at herself to emphasize the point. "My conscience is clear."
"You forget your place, Turner," Jamie replied.
But Willa didn't. "It's right here, between you and Jade."
Evan moved past everyone and stood beside Willa, holding her hand. "As is mine."
"Evan!" Weatherly gasped at her son's decision.
But Jamie took it in, realizing Evan's true feelings. "This is where your heart lies?"
"Yes, it is," Evan replied. "I'm just following my heart."
Behind Jade, the Black Pearl sailed into view. Her crew had come back for her.
"I'm feeling pretty good about all of this," Jade said as she approached the unfolding drama. "We're all in an extraordinary place – spiritually, ecumenically, and grammatically." She then turned to Jamie. "Commodore, I want you to know…that I was rooting for you. Remember that."
Jade turned to the couple, Evan Swann and Willia Turner. "Evan, you're lucky to have a girl like Willia. Keep in touch."
"Yeah, sure," Evan nodded.
Jade turned to Willia. "And Willia…Your mom will be proud of you. Nice hat, by the way." She then jumped onto the rim and turned to the crowd. "Friends! This is the day you will remember that you almost caught Captain Jade Sparrow!"
Jade leaped into the water below and swam toward her ship and crew.
Watching Jade swim away, Weatherly turned to Jamie. "You know, on some rare occasions, pursuing the right course demands an act of piracy. And maybe piracy itself can sometimes be the right course."
Jamie walked away as she sighed. "Perhaps I can give Sparrow a head start."
Weatherly turned to her son with Willia, smiling. "So, this is the path you've chosen? After all, isn't she a blacksmith?"
"No," Evan said as he turned to Willia. "She's a pirate."
Being married to Jamie would lead Evan to a life of wealth and respect. Still, he followed his heart and instead wanted to wed Willia, becoming Mr. Evan Turner.
Evan and Willia finally shared a long, lingering kiss and lived happily ever after.
Out at sea, Jade and her crew - Joslin Gibbs, Martina, Naomi, Butcher Boy, Felony, Pyro, and Little Debbie - watched the two lovers as they were free to roam the seas of the Caribbean.
"I thought you were supposed to keep to the Code," Jade told her crew.
"We figured they were more like…guidelines than rules," Joslin replied.
"Captain Sparrow," Naomi said. "The Black Pearl is yours."
Jade smiled, setting off a new course. "Well, then… Let go and haul them run free! Bring me that horizon!"