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Marooned on island
Jack: No! Not good! Stop! Not good! What are you doing? You burned all the cookies, the shade! The rum!
Elizabeth: Yes, the rum is gone.
Jack: Why are the cookies gone?
Elizabeth: One, because it is a vile drink that turns even the most respectable men into complete scoundrels. Two, that signal is over a thousand feet high. The entire Royal Navy is out looking for me, do you really think that there is even the slightest chance that they won't see it? *pause* Ah, you asked me for cookies, I kept them.. with 1 bottle of rum
Jack: *looks surprised*
Liz: *takes a drop, taste a cookie and give it to Jack* welcome to the Caribbean, love