POTC 4... our version
I know I know... we never stop. 😄
Here's the beginning which was started on a different thread. We will continue it here...
Black screen fades into a slow motion, hazy vision of Elizabeth running across a beach in a white dress, laughing. As she runs, dark clouds begin moving in towards the shore, quickly, and thunder rolls. Elizabeth looks up in dismay as rain quickly soaks her. As she stands in the waves, looking up at the clouds, dark hands begin to reach for her legs, and suddenly, she is pulled under the water, as a final crash of thunder shakes the sky...
And then Will wakes suddenly from a sound sleep... he was having another nightmare.
He shakes himself and staggers out of bed, reaching for the bottle of whiskey on a table nearby. As he moves about the room, we see a rich setting that has obviously been trashed by him, as clothing and maps lay scattered around. Finally Will pulls open the curtains and early morning light streams in. Port Royal glistens outside the window.
We hear a knock on the door. Will quickly thrusts the whiskey behind a pile and opens the door, as several important looking men enter.
First man: Good morning, Governor. I trust you slept well.
Will: Hardly.
Second man: Lots to do today, I'm afraid. First you have a meeting with the ambassador from England, and then a ceremony for the daughter of your chief advisor, and of course there's still the matter of the tides to be dealt with.
Will: I can't very well control the tides! Are they still irregular?
First man: Extremely. The townspeople are getting very anxious. Sea life is dying. And its making it extremely hard for our ships to get into port. What the devil could be causing the sea to move like this?
Will: (suddenly thinking clearly) only the devil himself...
The two men look at him oddly.
Will: (still speaking to himself) We ought to have known it was no use leaving them to themselves... but what can they want this time? (he is referring to Tia and Jones, who they had unwisely left to themselves at the end of their last adventure)
Cut to a beautiful white beach next to a crystal ocean, where Elizabeth is smiling up at the sky. Distantly, she sees a small boat coming near her, and laughing, she runs through the water and jumps into the boat. Captain Jack Sparrow is there to catch her in a hug.
Liz: Jack!
Jack: It's been too long, darling... must be nigh on two days!
Liz: Did you find them?
Jack: Yes, the pearl is on its way back here to collect us. They stopped in Tortuga for news. Apparantly the governor of Port Royal has need of us...
Liz: Will? What can he want?
(cut to Jack and Liz entering the governor's mansion, Liz's old home. It's a little emotional for her, but Jack is eating this right up)
Jack: Fine man this new governor must be (sits in a chair and puts his feet up) Late to his own meeting.
Liz: Governors are busy men, Jack
Jack: But not busy enough to avoid any politicking, are they, love?
(Governor Dumas enters)
Dumas: Captain Jack Sparrow!
Jack (to Liz): Captain. Fine man this new governor must be
Dumas: And Ms. Swann. News of your late father reached me while I was still living in France. My condolences.
Liz: Much appreciated, sir. But what do you want with us? We both have the brand.
Dumas: Well, as you must have heard, the sea life is dying and Port Royal mainly earns its income in the fishing industry. There were rumors, gathered mostly from other pirates, about the two of you meeting the one who now controls the seas.
(there is a pause)
Dumas: I'm talking, of course, about the goddess Calypso
Jack: One would think you went a bit hard on the rum then (Liz looks at him strangely)
Dumas: These stories are untrue?
Jack: In Tortuga, mate, stories that are true often pass as untrue and stories that are untrue often pass as true, just not as true as the untrue ones.
Dumas: That is a bit confusing
Jack: It may be all that time living in France, mate
Dumas: Then I will ask plainly, you have never heard of Calypso or had any dealings with her?
Liz: Governor-
Jack: What are we to do if we have?
Dumas: Among pirates, we also met more unsavory characters.
Dumas: The Caribbean is full of voodoo, of old myths believed...and confirmed, to be reality. Without the East India Trading Company's knowledge, we have procured a rare vile.
Jack: Rum is sometimes rare.
Dumas: This vile is said to make those mortals who drink it immortal.
Liz: I'm not surprised you kept it secret from the EITC then.
Dumas: Well, it needs to be served to a mortal by an immortal for it to work. However, we have learned the opposite is also true. A drink of this by an immortal, served by a mortal, will result in sure mortality for the drinker.
Liz: This will make Calypso able to die?
Dumas: Yes. What is it I can give you two to persuade you to sail through the islands to find her?
Jack: Ask the lady.
(SIDE NOTE: Governor Dumas is deputy governor/assistant to Will¡K) ƒº