D_Shiznitdog
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>The steam engine ROARS back to life as he says this, his words
>nearly lost in the sound.
>ANGLE - THE BALCONY, where Beckett stands, gazing down at the scene.
>REVERSE - POV BECKETT, as the ROAR of the engine continues as Swann
>moves away from Norrington. Norrington catches his arm. A heated
>exchange, Swann bringing most of the heat.
>Finally Swann turns and strides away. Norrington watches him,
>resigned and then looks up, directly into CAMERA, right at Beckett.
>
>EXT. HAI PENG - DECK - NIGHT
>
>Gibbs at the helm. Barbossa reads the charts. Gibbs tries to peek
>but Barbossa pulls them away.
>
>BARBOSSA
>Come about full, and set your heading due north.
>
>Gibbs frowns, doesn't move the wheel. Barbossa raises an eyebrow.
>
>GIBBS
>We just spent three days and nights sailing due south.
>
>BARBOSSA
>I don't have a need of you questioning my orders, Mister Gibbs.
>
>GIBBS
>Aye, you give the orders, now, is that how it is?
>
>Will cuts in between them.
>
>WILL
>Gibbs, by my authority, you're to follow the heading suggested by
>Mister Barbossa, in his official capacity of - - navigator.
>
>Barbossa gives Gibbs as angelic smile. Gibbs turns the wheel.
>
>WILL (CONT'D)
>Mister Barbossa. On the charts, I was struck by a curious phrase.
>"Capsized into the mirrored sea, the sunrise sets at the flash of
>green." Do you care to speculate on that for me?
>
>BARBOSSA
>Ever gazed upon the green flash, Mister Gibbs?
>
>GIBBS
>I reckon I've seen my share.(explains, for Will's benefit) It's
>quite a sight. Happens at the last glimpse of sunset, on rare
>occasions, a green flash shoots up. Some go their whole lives and
>never see it; many claim to have seen it who never have. Sailors say
>it signals when a soul comes back to this world from the dead.
>
>WILL
>(to Barbossa) What are the implications to our journey?
>
>BARBOSSA
>I reckon it will be clear enough when the time comes.
>
>WILL
>I am interested in your present day speculations.
>
>BARBOSSA
>I reckon I'll keep my speculations to myself for now, and that way
>you'll have good reason to keep me around the entire journey.
>
>GIBBS
>A prudent strategy, says I.
>
>Barbossa glares at Gibbs. Will decides not to push the matter.
>
>WILL
>Carry on, then.
>
>Barbossa bows and turns away. Nearby, Pintel and Ragetti swab the
>deck, obviously listening in. As they speak, FLAKES OF SNOW start to
>drop down around them.
>Ragetti leans over to Pintel as if he has a great secret.
>
>RAGETTI
>It's a riddle.
>
>PINTEL
>I know it's a riddle. They know it's a riddle. They don't know what
>the riddle means. I don't like riddles.
>
>RAGETTI
>Riddles are fun. "Capsized into the mirrored sea, the sunrise sets"
>
>PINTEL
>Riddles are not fun! The way it always works is some poor bloke
>don't understand what it means, and then he ends up dead he realizes
>no, I wasn't supposed to listen to the singsong of the sirens, I
>wasn't supposed to take the pot o'gold and make that fourth wish,
>but by then it's too late and he dies in a horrible and ironical
>manner, and in this case, you and I be the poor bloke!
>
>RAGETTI
>Riddles are fun.
>
>PINTEL
>Right, it's all fun and games 'til somebody loses an eye - -
>
>Pintel goes pale, realizes what he has just said.
>
>RAGETTI
>Now, there was no call to get all personal!
>
>PINTEL
>I didn't mean it!
>
>They are interrupted SCRAPING SOUND along the keel of the boat.
>Pintel and Ragetti look out
>
>EXT. OCEAN - DAY
>
>Where a huge ICEBERG floats past in the water. The Hai Peng sails
>amid the snow and icebergs, beneath white-blue sheen of glaciers.
>
>PINTEL
>Where on God's green earth is he taking us?
>
>EXT. HAT PENG - DECK - NIGHT
>
>Tia Dalma measures out rum to the crew. Barbossa downs his right
>away.
>Gibbs nurses his. Elizabeth cups her hands around hers as if it will
>keep her warm.
>
>TIA DALMA
>We sail into dangerous waters together. I wonder which of you are up
>to the task? You will survive if your motives are strong.
>
>She turns to Will.
>
>TIA DALMA (O.S.)
>What brings you on this voyage?
>
>WILL
>There is what a man can do, and what a man can't do. Jack Sparrow
>died saving my life. I can't leave it at that.
>
>ON ELIZABETH - - she knows that's not true, but keeps it to himself.
>Tia Dalma turns to Barbossa.
>Barbossa answers with great conviction and sincerity and a lowered
>head:
>
>BARBOSSA
>To atone for my many and varied sins, ma'am.
>
>Gibbs laughs. Barbossa looks hurt.
>
>BARBOSSA(CONT'D)
>And because you kindly asked me to come on this voyage,
>ma'am.(explains) Seeing as she did me the great service of restoring
>my life, I am of course overcome with gratitude, and offer to be of
>service in any way I can.
>
>GIBBS
>I wondered about that. How exactly were you delivered from your
>fate?
>
>Barbossa smiles, sticks his knife into an apple slice, bites into it
>and chews. Silence is his only answer.
>
>TIA DALMA
>And you, Elizabeth? What lies in your heart on this trip?
>
>Elizabeth jerks her head at the word "lies" Will watches her.
>She considers, and finally settles on:
>
>ELIZABETH
>Jack Sparrow did not deserve the fate the world gave him.
>
>TIA DALMA
>Ah, and what man does?
>
>ELIZABETH
>To punish the wicked, I leave as God's work. But at least we can try
>to reward the good, don't you think? (beat) What about you, Tia
>Dalma? What makes you risk such a dangerous journey?
>
>TIA DALMA
>The world is a lesser place without Jack Sparrow.
>
>ELIZABETH
>To be sure. But that doesn't answer the question, does it?
>
>WILL
>Leaving me all the more curious as to your response.
>
>Tia Dalma looks slyly between them. She answers enigmatically:
>
>TIA DALMA
>I am owed many debts, with Jack Sparrow not the least among the
>debtors. I can hardly collect from a man not of this world.
>
>EXT. HAI PENG - DECK - NIGHT
>
>Elizabeth, lost in thought. Has moved away from the others.
>Will comes up behind her.
>
>WILL
>It must be a terrible secret indeed, for you to let it come between
>us.
>
>ELIZABETH
>Nothing has come between us. But I do worry I will not live up to
>what you deserve.
>
>Will doesnít like the sound of that.
>
>WILL
>As do I with you. Every day. I suspect there is more that troubles
>you.
>
>ELIZABETH
>My heart is troubled for the same reason yours is. If we can rescue
>Jack, all will be well.
>
>Will doesn't know how to take that. He presumes - - wrongly - - that
>she is in love with Jack, and hopes to get him back.
>
>WILL
>This is a voyage of resolution, then.
>
>Elizabeth nods. Looks out past the rigging - -
>- - the ocean before them is a mirror, stars above and below.
>
>ELIZABETH
>Like sailing into the night sky. (beat) Such a sight is what gave
>rise to tales and superstitions of the end of the world, where the
>ocean drops off into nothingness.
>
>Barbossa joins them at the railing, pleased.
>
>BARBOSSA
>Ah, we're good and lost now.
>
>ELIZABETH
>Lost?
>
>BARBOSSA
>Aye, for certain you have to be lost, to find a place as can't be
>found. Else ways everyone would know where it was, wouldn't they?
>
>WILL
>Lost or crazy.
>
>BARBOSSA
>Or why not both?
>
>Barbossa laughs. Then they hear a distant ROAR.
>The SOUND of RAGING WATER gets LOUDER. The ship TURNS on its own, is
>swept toward the sound - -
>
>GIBBS
>Hard a-port! Gather way and keep her trim!
>
>Pirates scurry to save the ship.
>
>Tia Dalma appears on deck. Unlike those around her, she is calm and
>serene.