England – A family mansion.
Elizabeth has arrived in England. She goes to an old relative’s house, to stay for a while. They have welcomed her happily. One night she is dining in the hall.
Uncle Harry: Elizabeth dear, you look so thin. Help yourself to some more! (Hand gestures to a butler to offer her some more food of a golden platter).
Elizabeth: Uncle Henry, it’s fine. I’ve had more than enough, it was delicious. You must send my complements to you cook.
Aunt Jennifer: Don’t be silly, darling. Eat up! You’ve barley touched a thing on your plate all night.
Elizabeth: I’m sorry, I cannot eat tonight.
Aunt Jennifer: Very well, but if you want any more do not hesitate to call for some more, any time of the day.
Victoria: (Elizabeth’s cousin and a close friend till she lost touch when becoming a pirate. Victoria is though quite a few years younger, possibly 14,15 or16 – you guys can decide) Well, I’ve simply had enough. It was scrumptious though, father.
Aunt Jennifer: Although, I must say. I’m very proud and impressed, Elizabeth, that you have decided to turn over a fresh leaf. I was disappointed with the last letter from your father, telling me about your behaviour and your being in the company of – pirates. Really, dear … turning to piracy. It was the worst thing you could do, not only to yourself and reputation, but your family and friends too.
Elizabeth: Yes, your quite right. (you can tell from the expression on Elizabeth’s face she doesn’t believe this) Oh well, it’s the past now …
Uncle Harry: Now that’s a being a respectable lady, especially after hanging with such riff-raff –
Victoria: (cutting her father off excitedly) But father, piracy isn’t always such a bad thing! (Uh – oh, the idea of piracy seems to spread itself through the girls in Elizabeth’s family) Isn't it, Elizabeth? Please, tell us your stories. I’m sure they’re wonderful, aye!
Aunt Jennifer: Now that’s enough of that pirate slang, Victoria Jane O’Brien!
Uncle Harry: Yes, your mother’s right. Do not get the idea of pirates and the oceans into your head. You’re a young lady from a proper family, you don’t need to associate with the lower, violent and cruel men – I’m sure you’ll agree - Elizabeth?
Elizabeth: Wha – oh … yes …
Victoria: But please one story, dear cousin? Wasn’t it though, when you were a pirate, such a wonderful thing and feeling? Always having adventures, not having too worry about decency. I think the word – freedom – would fit in right, am I correct?
Elizabeth: (shocked at how, even though she is innocent and doesn’t know about Jack Sparrow, her cousin had just put her finger on the right spot, where it hurts most.) Begging your pardon, everyone … but I’m very tired. (Stands up, accidentally forgetting to wait for the butler to pull out her chair for her) Thankyou very much for dinner, it was lovely. Goodnight everyone! (Quickly, walks out, with only Victoria noticing how up set she looks).
Victoria: (following suit, she wants a chance too question her cousin herself, without her parent’s prying eyes and ears looking and listening) Speaking of sleepiness, I’m very tired myself, may I be excused? (Gets out of chair too without waiting for the answer or butler).
Uncle Harry: Sit back down now, missy. You are too finish your dinner –
Victoria: But, I’m not hungry anymore –
Aunt Jennifer: And you are not too disturb, your cousin either. She needs peace and rest for the time being. You can ask your questions when she is ready –
Victoria: But, what if –
Aunt Jennifer: SIT DOWN! Enough of this piracy! I knew this topic would only over excite you! Now … eat the rest of your dinner, and then you may leave.
Victoria sits down in the chair angrily, and doesn’t touch a thing on her plate though. She has that Elizabeth look on her face.
Elizabeth’s bedroom – later that night.
Elizabeth is laying in bed, reading a book. A clock in the distance chimes it’s midnight. With a sigh Elizabeth marks the page in her book, before closing it, putting it on her bedside table and blowing out the oil lamp. Only few seconds later, the door creaks open, revealing Victoria, only in a white nightgown and carrying a lamp. She quickly shuts the door behind her, and then plonks her lamp on the dressing table before running to Elizabeth’s bed and sitting down on it.
Victoria: Elizabeth – I’m sorry. This is probably a bit annoying and late, I’ve been waiting outside for a long time to see, until when you blew your lamp out, but –
Elizabeth: Victoria, what on earth are doing up. It’s the middle of night! Shouldn’t you be in bed, asleep?
Victoria: I should be asking you the same question. (She can be cheeky with her favourite cousin)
Elizabeth: (Knowing she shouldn’t be proud of her quick tongue, but instead thinks, “What the Hell!” 🙂 and praises Victoria) You know, just as a warning, never talk to your mother or father like that!
Victoria: I don’t care, what’s the worst they can do to me? Seriously, I’m not scared of them anymore. Elizabeth, I just need to ask you, isn’t this how you felt? Before you were a pirate, that all you wanted too do was escape, board as ship, sail, and swordfight, go to Tortuga, be free. Free as a pirate and the sea?
Elizabeth: Victoria … I will not lie. Yes, that’s exactly how I felt. In fact, somebody, who was very special to … me, taught the exact same thing. What a ship, what freedom … really is!
Victoria: When you go back to pirating, and when I come along with you – will I meet this person?
Elizabeth: Where did you get such a stupid idea from, Victoria? I’m never going back to my pirating days, not ever … and you will never go there either. Trust me … you wouldn’t want it. Didn’t you hear me at dinner?
Victoria: Unless, there are two of you and I was at an entirely different dinner, that’s not what I heard you saying from the heart. It’s what you want Lizzie, what I want as well. I know we do, and do you too! Besides, my best friend in the whole world, he says that one day eventually we’ll join a pirate crew and sail and explore for the rest of our lives.
Elizabeth: And who is this friend?
Victoria: Julian, my parents don’t approve of our friendship … because he is a common working boy, his father is a blacksmith. But he is more than that, he dreams like me of pirating, fencing, sailing everything … Julian is even teaching me ho to handle a sword – but Lizzie … shhh, (mimes zipping her lips, Elizabeth imitates her, promising to keep at secret) if my parents found out, they’d make sure I never saw him again!
Elizabeth: (sighs) Victoria, our childhoods are so similar it isn’t funny … you’re exactly the same as me when I was your age. (She gets out of bed, walks to the wardrobe and opens it quietly. She kneels down, removes a plank from the bottom of the wardrobe floor, only to instead reveal a dusty space. Audience knows instantly where she first used this idea.)
Victoria: How did you know of that – in all the years I’ve lived here?
Elizabeth: I once stayed in this room, when I was little while visiting your parent's house, after my mother’s death. I sat in that closet for many days and didn’t come out. I eventually discovered the opening on the last day I hid in there.
Elizabeth grabs a large, flat box from the space, and then puts it on her bed. She opens it.
Elizabeth: You may like to have these!
Victoria: (forgetting too keep her voice down) Pirate clothes!
Elizabeth: Shhh … yes they are. (Hands her the tricorne hat. Victoria puts it as though there is nothing more exciting then being able to wear a pirate hat.)
Victoria: You kept your outfit, Lizzie … (mockingly) I wonder why?
Elizabeth: They are – just full of so many memories. I couldn’t just throw them away.
Victoria: Lizzie, why not? Tonight, we escape, with Julian too, and join your fellow pirates back at sea. I know how badly you want too, Lizzie. Please?
Elizabeth: (snatching the tricorne hat from Victoria’s head, and throwing in back in the box, and then slamming the lid on back on). NO! Victoria, absolutely not! Your parents are right, get these ideas out of your mind. You’re being an idiot, thinking of such things. Being pirate isn’t what you expect. It’s been in the end too much tragedy and too much to cope with. What was I thinking, showing these clothes and telling you such stories. Victoria –
Victoria: But, Lizzie. I –
Elizabeth: Victoria, you are to get back to bed, and promise me never to think about piracy ever again! You’ll only get yourself hurt!
Victoria doesn’t answer. She just angrily tears herself from the room, without looking at Elizabeth once. As soon as she is gone, Elizabeth kicks the box away, before then throwing it back in the wardrobe and falling on the bed crying.
There you guys, hope you like da added characters. Ill write some more in a couple of days soz. Cant wait 2 read wat happens next
OH MY GOD..so cooooool I love it what you did with victoria and julian...I know I'm getting annoying but please please write just a small little part about jack's side of the story and I'll let you rest in peace..for today that is lol it's ok if you have to go but if you have time just a tiny winy little part so we get what's going on then we can write when your gone
The wine (really a rum but anyhow) cellar – A tense moment!
Jack enters down the stairs to the cellar. He opens the door with his keys, enters quickly then shuts the door as fast as he can. The noise of the party dims quite a bit now. It’s really faint, background music at the moment.
Jack walks along the racks snatching a bottle every now and then. The racks and rows are filled and stashed with rum, since they just stocked up in Tortuga.
Jack: (sits down and takes a swig of rum) Not full of sand this time. Things might start improving … a bit …
Jack gulps down another full bottle before throwing it away and starting on another. His eyes go very unfocused … something isn’t right.
The dining hall – More Rum!
The noise is incredibly loud. Everyone is getting drunker and wilder. But the happiness and noise continues.
Anonymous Pirate: (to Kate) Yo, young missy … we’re outta rum. Ya wouldn’t mind getting us some. I would, only problem no-one trusts me with all the bottles … don’t blame ‘em really (laughs, runs off, jumps on the table and attempts to do some round cobblers before rolling and falling off with drunkenness. The crowd roars and cheers with laughter.)
Kate: (to Will, who has just entered with his father looking worried) Will, what’s up?
Will: Oh, dad and I are just concerned about Jack.
Kate: Don’t worry about him. Look honey, do you mind helping get some more rum from the cellars. No surprises, we’re out of rum! (Smiles).
Will: Aye, that’s fine. It’s just that, Jack was heading there … hate to cross paths with him right now …
Kate: Don’t be such a worrywart; ignore him. Otherwise we can try convincing him too join in – tell him that the rum is lasting twice as long without him.
Will laughs and Kate pulls him away through the crowds.
[Shot – (theme music growing louder, over celebration music – everything in a slightly slower but effective motion, building tension) Jack finishing his second bottle of rum, going onto his third. He is getting paler and looking sicker with every gulp]
[Kate happily pulling Will along down the stairs. They stop and kiss]
[Jack finishes that bottle goes onto a fourth]
[Kate and Will reach bottom of the landing, she tries to open the door to the cellar but it is locked, Will tries instead]
[Jack barely has a quarter of his fourth bottle before he drops it, rum spills everywhere (party music stops, slow scary theme blends in loudly over the top]
[Will is rattling and pulling at the handle, it won’t open. Audience can see Kate and Will’s mouths miming, “Jack? JACK! Are you in there!” ect. They get no response]
[Jack falls backwards; CAMERA angle only shows his back hitting the floor. (Slower motion) there is only silence now]
[NO SOUND and SLOW MOTION: Will manages to break open the door. He and Kate both run in, Kate sees Jack lying on the floor first. Her scream echoes all over the ship and into the dining hall]
Dining Hall – PANICK!
Sound is back and normal speed – celebration music is played for a bit, before cutting quickly.
The crew looks around at eachother in silence. Bootstrap, Gibbs, Abi, Marty and a few pirates run out of room.
Cut to – Wine Cellar - Devastation
Kate is standing shocked and still against the racks. Will is trying to bring Jack back to consciousness.
Will: Come on Jack – don’t do this to us!
Bootstrap, Gibbs and Abi enter, followed quickly by Marty and more pirates.
Will: Dad, Mr. Gibbs … (emotionally) Jack – he isn’t moving or breathing … he’s had too much to drink (can’t go on)
Gibbs bends down and takes over, he can’t help Jack. Bootstrap bends down next to Will. The silence of everyone is rather frightening than what would be if everyone were screaming and running around.
Will: Please! Somebody help! He’s not breathing!
Gibbs: (beyond belief) I can’t change anything, please Jack – please. Don’t do this. Please, God help.
Suddenly Grant enters.
Grant: What’s going on, what’s all this fuss? Where’s the rum? (Laughs, then sees his son, his face goes white) No! (Rushes over and tries to resuscitate Jack) NO! This can’t be happening … NO!
Kk guys hope u like it u can decide whether jack lives lol but I no wif u guys he will lol okay every1 ill write in a couple of days cuz I get home late from dancing 4 da next 2 nites soz but ill write some more as soon as I can well goodnite every1 I cant wait till I read wat u guys write good nite don let da bedbugs bite! 🙂
so he'll live right? right? RIGHT? ok surfchik this is awsome THE BEST it's so great that you aren't afraid with captain jack sparrow and you are actually making me write something to bring jack back I just can't help it he can't leave like THIS...if liz comes back and asks: what happend to jack?
they can't say: oh he had to much to drink he died.
so I take it in my full responsibility to make sure he's fine.
thanks again surfchik this is so cool you give the story so many twists...
will leans down and takes jack's pulse.his face is utter disbelief.
will- this is impossible...his pulse is still beating but he isn't breathing..
everyone just stands there..like they expect jack to pop up and go:got you good didn't I?
gibbs(yells) WELL! DID U NOT HEAR THE BOY??? HIS PULSE IS BEATING SOMEONE DO SOMETHING BEFORE IT's TOO LATE...
he pushes everyone aside...grant just stands there gone pale totaly motionless look of terror upon his face evryone is in shock...jacky is almost crying but no one has accepted what has happend to their captain.
gibbs-(to will) oi...boy try to keep his blood streaming while I work on his breathing..
will obeys trying to keep his heart pumping by pressing on his chest.
gibbs bends down on his mouth without hesitation ready to give him mouth to mouth(not quit like today's CPR in those times they held the person's nose as they BLEW air into his mouth then let go of his nose and then repeat) and will still continues on but apparently doesn't have the slightest idea what he's doing cause he's pressing near jack's throat than his heart...gibbs bends down holds jack's nose and opens his(jack's) mouth and dives in...PUNG!!! something springs out of jack's throat hits gibbs in the eye as he falls back. jack sits straight with a sudden motion and makes tongue gestures rather like the one he made when he saw cotton's cut off tongue seeming to struggle with something in his throat still strugglinghe tyrns around and throws up all the rum he drank.finaly holds up what poped out of his throat it's one of those crab like creatures we saw bootstrap eat in DMC
jack-bloody..little
he suddenly notices everyone around him makes one of his hand gestures his eyes all round and taken aback.
jack-WHAT?!!!
jacky is the only one who dares say anything.
jacky(angrily) nothing except for..you DRANK until you passed out...EVERYONE thought you were dead...WE WERE ALL FRIGHTENED TO DEATH.
jack-wow..woow it was just a little craby who slipped into my bottle..(suddenly pleased)sooooooo...you were all worried about me huh?
jacky(now screaming)OH MY GOD (her voice seems to rip through the silence from everyone else) YOU ARE SO SELFISH...
jack-pirate!
jacky- EVEN FOR A PIRATE JACK!!! IT WASN'T THAT ANYTHING WAS STUCK IN YOUR THROAT JACK..don't you get it(her voice calmin down just a bit) you DRANK until you passed out..your LUCKY we found you and that gibbs and will took action and your still as pale as a ghost.WE NEVER SHOULD'VE MOARNED FOR LOOSING YOU MORE LIKE CELEBRATED WOUL'VE BEEN BETTER..
jack: aaaaaaah but you DID moarn for me...
jacky:YOU SELFISH LITTLE.......LOOK WHAT YOU DID TO DAD..(pointing to grant who still in shock brabbing at his chest and looking almost as pale as jack) YOU MADE A MISTAKE AND YOU PUSHED LIZ AWAY AND NOW YOUR PUSHING EVERYONE ELSE AWAY..EVERYONE WHO CARES ABOUT YOU...
jack(his small fadin) now..be nice!
jacky-what do you know of being NICE..(she is pulled away by norri out of the sellar as she still screams.
jack-sprrow..(he exclaims pointing out the door at jacky but you can see the sadness in his eyes)
like always gibbs takes fast action trying to distract everyone...
Gibbs-well this calls for another round O rum
all the common pirates start chattering and laughing and the music starts playing againas everone rushes out of the sellar all except for abi and kate,will,grant,gibbs,jack,alex...
jack looks around everone is staring at him.
jack-WHAAAT?
his expration changes he puts his hand to his mouth rushes behind some barels and throws up what is left of the rum...
no one has moved.
jack-WHAAAAAAAAAAAT?
gibbs-jack...
jack-HUH?
grant has now pulled himself back together..comes forward.
grant-you worried us all to death that's what...you know how dreadful the world would be with one less sparrow in it...
jack(looking more pleased) well..why..thank you (his expration changes to anger again) I don't bloody care..
grant-jack pull yourself back together..you are a great captain but..since liz...
gibbs-what he's trying to say is ..jack..thatnothing will change if you carry on drinking like this and ignoring everything we have one big battle yet to come and...
will(emotional) we need you
kate-...we really do jack and..
she's cut off when jack starts to cough badly his face going pale again.
gibbs-no time for a pep talk I guess lets get him to the cabin..he's still weak
Later at night, Everyone is happy again and enjoying the party. Jack has slept a few hours in his cabin. After he is awake he went on his deck to get some fresh air. Jacky was standing there alone, tears were running down her face.
Jack: Why do you cry, luv? Everything is fine now.
Jacky: Yes, that’s your opinion. I lost my best friend Lizzie and now I had nearly lost you...I can’t stand this any longer...I mean you are everything for me.
Jack walks over and embraces her. He whispers in her ear.
Jack: I’m sorry...I know I’ve made mistakes...But Liz was everything for me, you know, I .... I just wish I could turn back the time...
Jacky: ...But you can’t...Jack...you have to do something...
Jack:....I know, luv, but I’ll promise you....I’ll never drink so much rum again that I pass out...I should thank you....and you’re right, sometimes I’m a selfish idiot.
Jacky smiles.
Jack: Well, luv, it’s better that you’re smiling again. But I have not told anyone....
Jack pulls Jacky next to him on the stairs.
Jack: Well...this time I really have a problem...
Jacky: and what is it?
Jack: well...this time....Liz...is ....is really pregnant.
Jacky looks at him (a bit surprised, but happy)
Jacky: Well...then we have to win her back...I’ll help you, agreed?
Jack: agreed...but please...that’s our secret!
Jacky: Alright, agreed.
With that Jack and Jacky stand up and embrace each other again and go into the party room