The whole crew is drunk. And everybody stares at the ships, only a few could be seen through the fog.
Will: There are very much or do I see more then you?
Liz: We can't fight today, we all are drunk, that'll never end up in a good way.
Jack: Luv. What else should we do? By the way, does anyone know exactly what they want? Maybe we could negotiate?
woah im getting confused...
Luckily, Elizabeth and Jack can hold their liquer better than everyone else, and make a pot of coffee to sober up.
Liz: Jack, we dont have time for all these side trips. We're wasting time. We have to find Tia Dalma and get this mission over with.
Jack: I know love... here's an idea. Lets just sail away, okay?
Liz: Good plan.
So they do, and soon find themselves coming up on the island where Tia Dalma lives...