Nattor:Tina Grey is walking through a bolier room sundelly she hears a noise
Tina: Who's there?
Sundelly a figure comes closer to her, she can see it's shadow her heart races, her face turns white the figure keeps coming closer and closer to her. She can see it the figure is walking towards her
Will: Hey what are you doing in this boiler room?
Tina: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
She runs away screaming
Will: What? hey come back here!
Originally posted by Jaeh.is.Awesome
*continues*Liz: Bright orange would suffice. The fluorescent ones - and also maybe fluorescent pink. Pansy enough for you?
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Will: I miss the sea. the wide open spaces, bright blue skies...
Jack: ...frolicking through the meadows, lush green grass, picking colorful little flowers... That's not the sea, Will. That's your imagination. Now go away and play with your little fluffy bunnies.
Jack: Will this is Pirates of the Carribbean Not Panys of the Carribbean be a MAN!
Will(Crying): I don't wanna be a man!
Jack: Will how do you learn how to make swoards?
Will: Oh I learned it from Seasme Street!
Jack(Looks Will over): Well that's explains it then
lolz.. ...On my way, to where the air is sweeeeeeeeet! Can you tell me how to get, how to get to sesame street... 😛
Will: *skipping merrily on the deck* Ring a-ring o' roses, A pocketful of posies. a-tishoo!, a-tishoo!
Jack: We all fall down. *pushes will off the deck and into the sea, grinning madly*
Sheep: come on he's not asheep yet!
We just thought you might like to know where your blanket came from.
Will: My blanket? I know where my blanket came from!
Sheep: A blanket begins in a faraway place
Where skies are blue and there's lots of space
The nights are cold and we sleep outside
To keep warm and toasty we grow hair on our hide
But when spring comes round the weather is warm
A thick woolly coat loses all of its charm
We're itchy and hot 'till the rancher arrives
To give us each a haircut and brighten up our lives
He grabs a big bag and he gathers the wool
And he stuffs and he crams 'till the bags are full
He throws 'em on the truck 'till it's piled up high
Then he climbs into the driver's seat and says "goodbye"
That's the story of Will's blanket
That's the story ofWill's blanket
That's the story of Will's blanket
Bert: Hey sheep! Hey sheep, aren't ya going to tell what happens next?
Sheep: Oh so I suppose someone waves a magic wand and POOF!
Our wool turns into a blanket and lands on your beeeeeed
Will: Nooooo, that's not what happens to your wool. Now listen,
It goes to a mill before it lands in bed
'Cause it's gotta be twirled into long strong thread
Then it's gotta get dyed to a nice dull grey
Then woven into cloth before it's sent on its way
Get the picture?
Sheep: Yes we see
Will: Well there's more
A few more touches and it goes to a store
Where it's put on a shelf, it's not long before
A warm grey blanket catches someone's eye
He says "Hey, that's the blanket I've been longing to buy!"
Sheep: Well I'll be dagnabbed. So that's what happens!
Will: So when you climb in bed before you go to sleep
As you snuggle in your covers please think of these sheep
Sheep: We'll be back on the range and doing our beeeest
To keep those blankets coming from our ranch in the weeest
That's the story of Will's blanket (repeated)
Will: Hey it's kinda late for you guys to be heading for your ranch,
There's plenty of room here if you'd like to sleep over,
See no one's using Mr. Gibbs bed. Huh?
Sheep: Oh great, sounds great, thanks!
Will as the sheep start piling into his bed: No, Mr. Gibbs bed, not my bed!
Will: just sighs and gives in.
Note:This song came from Sesame Street It's called "Bert's Blanket".
Jack: (coming in from the left) Hey Will , Will the place looks great! You've been cleaning house, haven't you?
Will: Yeah, I have. It - it looks okay, huh?
Jack: Mm-hmm. Wonderful.
Will: Okay. You know why I'm concerned?
Jack: (shaking head) Uh-uh.
Will: 'Cause my brother Smill is coming to visit today.
Jack: No kidding!
Will: Yeah.
Jack Hey, I've always wanted to meet your brother Smill
Will: Yeah, well, look, he's gonna be here any minute now, but I wanna go into the bedroom and comb my hair and change into some new shoes. So if he comes, could you make him feel at home?
Jack Oh, sure Will... (Will starts to leave) Ho-whoa, wait a second...
Will: What?
Jack: How will I know it's your brother Smill, Will?
Will: What's that?
Jack: Well, you see, I've never met him, and so if he comes to the door, how will I know that it's him?
Will:Ah! Oh, well it's easy! For one thing, we're exactly alike.
Jack:You are?
Will: Yeah, we're twins. He looks exactly like I do.
Jack: No kidding!
Will: Yeah, no kidding. Isn't that exciting?
Jack: You mean he's got the same sort of a pointy head as you do Will? (pointing) And does he have the same sort of little bushy-bush of black hair up on top and the same sort of beady eyes as you do Will (points) And does he have the same sort of, uh, cucumbery nose here, and the same sort of, uh, sticky-out ears and the same grumpy mouth? And the same no-shoulders? (grabs Will's arm and flops it as he talks) And does he have the same sort of floppy-soggy arm as you do Will Huh?
Will: (taking his arm back and wiping it off with the cloth as he speaks, indignantly) Uh, yeah, in a...in a manner of speaking I guess we are both handsome in the same way.
Jack: Hmm. You both look like that, huh?
Will: Yeah. Now look, I've gotta go and get ready, now will you please make him feel at home if he comes?
Jack: Oh sure, Will
Will: Okay.
Jack: I'd be delighted to. (Will goes off,Jack starts humming to himself) Hmm-mmm-mmm... (there is a knock at the door) Oh, that must be Will's brother Smill now! (shouts) Come in!
(door opens with a "ta-daa!" trumpet flourish and drumroll, and there in the doorway stands someone who looks exactly likeWill but with his hair combed down and who is wearing a loud plaid suit and bow tie)
Jack: (coming over) Good Heavens! (aside, to us) It's true! Why he's got the same pointy head and the same bushy-bush of black hair, (looks again) and he's got the same beady eyes and the same sticky-out ears and the same grumpy mouth, (looks again) and he's got the same cucumbery kind of nose and the same no-shoulders, and - (reaches down and flaps Will's arm) and he's got the same soggy-floppy kind of arms! (out loud) Why, you must Will's brother Smill!
Smill: (coming in and walking around) Yes sir, Smill the name and sellin's my game - (laughs) Mwhaa mwhaa mwhaa mwhaa! But I really wanna tell you, you must be Jack
Jack: (shocked silent) Mm-hmm.
Smill: Heh heh! Well I just came into town by way of Buffalo - but next time...I'll take the train! Mwhaa mwhaa mwhaa mwhaa!
Jack: Oh! I'm aghast!
Smill: No, you're not aghast. You live here. I'M a "ghast"! Mwhaa mwhaa mwhaa mwhaa mwhaa mwhaa! But seriously, where's old Will anyway, huh?
Jack: (spluttering)
Jack😛robably in there, huh? Okay, see ya later, pal! (whacks Smill on the back really hard and heads off towards the bedroom) Heh heh! Hey! Will your old brother Smills here. Let's paint the town red! (door slams)
Jack: Hmm. You know, Will and Smill are alike in a lot of ways. But in some ways, they're kind of different, too! One's cool(Smill) and the other is a complety moron!(Will)
Note: This too came from Seasme Street it's called "Bert Brother Bart"
(Scene: Pintel and Ragettie's bedroom at night. Pintel is asleep, but Ragettie sitting up and looking around.)
Ragettie: Pintel? Pintel, it's dark.
Pintel (rolls over): Raggeti, did you wake me up just to tell me it's dark?
Ragettie: Yeah,Pinteli t's really dark.
Pintell: Well, of course it's dark, Ragettie It's supposed to be dark. It's night out.
Ragettie: No, Pintel, I mean it's really dark. (Goes to the window.) See, the lights are all out on Tortuga.
Pintel: (goes to the window): Hey, you're right, Ragettie it's really dark. I wonder why it's so dark ... Oh, I know what it is.
Ragettie: Why is it so dark, Pintell?
Pintel: It's probably a blackout.
Ragettie: Well, what's a blackout, Pintel?
Pintel Well ... well, that's when the electric company has a breakdown, and then all the lights go out, 'cause you need electricity for lights. But they're probably trying to fix it, so just go to bed, Ragettie. Nothing to do about it. (Goes back to bed.)
Ragettie (pauses, still standing by the window): Pintel ... are you scared of the dark, Pintel?
Pintell🙁sleepily): No,Ragettie, I'm not scared of the dark.
Ragettie (goes to Pintel's bed after another pause and starts tapping him): Pintel ... Pintel? As long as it's a blackout, Pintell how about we watch television?
Pintell(irritated): Ragettie... (Sits up in bed.) Stop hitting me, Ragettie! (Ragettie stops.) Let me tell me you something. You can not watch television, because television needs electricity. And we don't have any electricity because of the blackout. So just go to sleep, Ragettie. (Lies down.)
Ragettie(starts shaking Pintelafter another pause): How about we listen to the radio,Pintel
Pintel (sitting up): Raggttie, it's the same thing with the radio! The radio needs electricity, just like the TV set. And we have no electricity because of the blackout. So just please GO TO SLEEP! (Lies down and gives his famous "Aaaaaaahhhh!" Starts mumbling to himself.) First the television set, then the radio, and I need to get some sleep.
Ragettie: (shaking Pintel after still another pause): How 'bout ... how 'bout we listen to a record? We could turn on the record player, Pintel
Pintel: (sitting up, thoroughly exasperated by now): Ragettie! You can't listen to a record because the record player needs electricity, just like the TV set and the radio, AND THERE'S A BLACKOUT! Now, please Ragettie go to bed! Aaaaaaahhhh! (Lies down.)
Ragettie (after a pause): I know what I'll do! I'll call up somebody on Tortuga and tell them we're having a blackout. I'm sure they'd like to know we're having a blackout. (Picks up the phone and starts dialing it.)
Pintel (sitting up): Ragttie,Ragettie, they probably already know about the blackout. Do you have any idea what time it is? Oh, never mind. Do what you want. I am going back to sleep. Boy, do I need it now. (Lies down. The phone rings once on the other end, and Jones answers it. Note: Both Pintell and Ragettie can understand what he's saying.)
Jones (with even more of his grouchiness than usual): What's the idea calling me up in the middle of the night? Hey, who is this? 'Cause I'm gonna see to it you don't sleep for a week! Speak up! Who is this?
Ragettie Uh ... it ... it ... it's Pintell (Hangs up. Pintel gives a little sigh of despair.)
Note: This too came from Sesame Street it's called "Bert and Ernie's Other Blackout"
Will😖unny day
Sweepin' the clouds away
On my way to where the air is sweet
Can you tell me how to get
How to get to Sesame Street
Come and play
Everything's A-okay
Friendly neighbors there
That's where we meet
Can you tell me how to get
How to get to Sesame Street
It's a magic carpet ride
Every door will open wide
To happy people like you
Happy people like
What a beautiful
Sunny day
Sweepin' the clouds away
On my way to where the air is sweet
Can you tell me how to get
How to get to Sesame Street...
How to get to Sesame Street
How to get to...
Okay that was my last Seasme street theme post. LOL I hope you enjoy it!
What POTC characters would never say....
Jack: Will, would you shave my back?
Will: Sure!!!!!!
Norrington: (bursts into the room) Jack, you promised that I would get to shave your back!
Elizabeth: (is reading a book in the corner) I don't care who shaves his back so long as I can shave his legs.
(Jack, looks a bit worried and tries to climb out the window since he hadn't expected any of these answers, then he pauses)
Jack: James, mate, I don't want to be rude, but aren't you supposed t'be dead?
James: (shrugs) I live at the whim of bad plot devices and besides, I needed the job.
Jack: Well then -- (tries to get out the window, but is stopped when he sees Calypso waving at him from outside.)
Calypso: I think someone needs a bath.
Jack: (screams like a girl) Nooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo.
The end.
(Cursed Dutchman guy with the pearl/shell thing for a head stands at the helm of the Dutchman)
Shelly: Here it comes! Television's most exciting hour of fantastic prizes. The fabulous 60-minute "Price Is Right!" Will Turner, come on down!
(Will looks very reluctant. A few of the crew push him to his spot in Contestant's Row)
Shelly: William Turner, Sr, come on down!
(Bill, ever with a crazed look in his eye and a starfish on the other, comes on down)
Shelly: Eel guy, come on down!
Eel: This is so amazing! I'm so happy! (jumps up and down like a little girl)
Shelly: Captain Davy Jones, come on down! You are the first four contestants on The Price is Right. And now, here's our host....Calypso!
Calypso: (appears) Actually, it be hostess. What are they biddin' on?
Shelly: Their very souls!
Calypso: William Turner, you sexy beast, you go first.
Will: Uh...my soul is priceless and not up for bids!
Bill: (thinks very hard) 275!
Eel: 276!
(Bill hits the eel)
Jones: One dollar, Calypso! (under his breath) ye heartless b*tch.
Calypso: And the contestant who is the closest without going over is...Eel guy?
(Jones slices Eel guy in half and makes his way up the deck)
Jones: Sorry, Turner boys. It appears I've won my own soul. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...I'm so alone.
Calypso: The game is Liar's Dice, Davy Jones.
Jones: Oh hell. Just give the Turners back their souls. I'll be in my cabin.
(Cut to Jones in his cabin, reading the latest issue of "Cursed Captain's Quarterly, a mournful aria from "Madame Butterfly" plays in the background. He pours himself a glass of sherry.)
Jones: She hates me still! And all because I wouldn't have the kraken neutered! Oh the humanity!!!! (starts wailing)
Outside...
Will: Is he always like this?
Bill: Who are you again?
Will: Your son, the one you abandoned and whipped to a bloody pulp.
Bill: Oh yeah.
Originally posted by willofthewisp
(Cursed Dutchman guy with the pearl/shell thing for a head stands at the helm of the Dutchman)Shelly: Here it comes! Television's most exciting hour of fantastic prizes. The fabulous 60-minute "Price Is Right!" Will Turner, come on down!
(Will looks very reluctant. A few of the crew push him to his spot in Contestant's Row)
Shelly: William Turner, Sr, come on down!
(Bill, ever with a crazed look in his eye and a starfish on the other, comes on down)
Shelly: Eel guy, come on down!
Eel: This is so amazing! I'm so happy! (jumps up and down like a little girl)
Shelly: Captain Davy Jones, come on down! You are the first four contestants on The Price is Right. And now, here's our host....Calypso!
Calypso: (appears) Actually, it be hostess. What are they biddin' on?
Shelly: Their very souls!
Calypso: William Turner, you sexy beast, you go first.
Will: Uh...my soul is priceless and not up for bids!
Bill: (thinks very hard) 275!
Eel: 276!
(Bill hits the eel)
Jones: One dollar, Calypso! (under his breath) ye heartless b*tch.
Calypso: And the contestant who is the closest without going over is...Eel guy?
(Jones slices Eel guy in half and makes his way up the deck)
Jones: Sorry, Turner boys. It appears I've won my own soul. Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha...I'm so alone.
Calypso: The game is Liar's Dice, Davy Jones.
Jones: Oh hell. Just give the Turners back their souls. I'll be in my cabin.
(Cut to Jones in his cabin, reading the latest issue of "Cursed Captain's Quarterly, a mournful aria from "Madame Butterfly" plays in the background. He pours himself a glass of sherry.)
Jones: She hates me still! And all because I wouldn't have the kraken neutered! Oh the humanity!!!! (starts wailing)
Outside...
Will: Is he always like this?
Bill: Who are you again?
Will: Your son, the one you abandoned and whipped to a bloody pulp.
Bill: Oh yeah.
Bill: Are you sure your my Son?
Will: Yes I'm postive
Bill: Are you %100 sure?
Will: Yes I'm a 100% sure!
Bill: Are you really, really, really %100 sure?
Will: YES! I'm YOUR SON!!!!!!!!! Don't you remember?
Bill🙁looks Will over) Nope sorry doesn't ring a bell
Will: Dad It's me Will!
Bill😮h yeah I remember you. Your the shmuck that fell for Jack's trick
Will: I''m the one who is now the Captain of the Flying Dutchman I did it to set you free
Bill: Your the Captain of the Flying Dutchman I don't remember voting for you! Bill turns to the crew. Hey guys did we vote for him to be the Captain?
Crew: No we voted for Gillgian!
Bill: Oh Yeah! He is my Son?
Crew: Yes Bill Gillgian is your son!
Bill: See so I'll see you around bye!
Lizzie: So Will is not your son?
Bill: Nope Gilligan is my son!
Lizzie😮H NO does this mean that I'm stuck with Will forever?
Bill: No cause he's still the captain of the Dutchman that doesn't change because he's not my son
Lizzie: YIPPIE!!!!!!
Gilligan: Hey Dad!
Bill: Hey Son how it going
Gilligan: Wonderful I'm so happy I finally found you!
Bill: (They Hug)
Will: I DON'T BELIEVE THIS!!!!!!!!!! I'm your son NOT Gilligan!
Bill: Look whoever you are and calmed to be Gilligan is my son so face the music and go on Que Sera, Que Sera!
Will(Crying): I can't beleive this I'm been disowend by my own father. My heart is breaking!
James: Will Get over it It's much better then being dead!
Originally posted by DethRose
* we head to the bathroom and we hear someone sing*
Jack: Rubber ducky! Squeek, squeek squeek! Rubber ducky.
*Jack is covered with bubbles playing with a miniature Black Pearl and making a rubber duck attack it*
Jack:Rubber Duckie, you're the one
You make bathtime lots of fun
Rubber Duckie, I'm awfully fond of you
(woh woh, bee doh!)
Rubber Duckie, joy of joys
When I squeeze you, you make noise!
Rubber Duckie, you're my very best friend, it's true!
(doo doo doo doooo, doo doo)
CHORUS:
Every day when I
Make my way to the tubby
I find a little fella who's
Cute and yellow and chubby
(rub-a-dub-a-dubby!)
Rubber Duckie, you're so fine
And I'm lucky that you're mine
Rubber duckie, I'm awfully fond of you
(repeat chorus)
Rubber Duckie, you're so fine
And I'm lucky that you're mine
Rubber duckie, I'm awfully fond of
Rubber duckie, I'd like a whole pond of
Rubber duckie I'm awfully fond of you!
(doo doo, be doo)
Have ya' all heard the Rubber Chicken song?