CUT TO...
Will and Elizabeth talking. Elizabeth leans against the wall, avoiding Will's gaze.
Will: I don't want to leave you. I swore to myself after leaving you in prison in Port Royal that I would never do something so foolish again.
Elizabeth: There's more at stake here than just us... If you find the heart, you will be one step closer to saving your father.
Will: But how will I save you?
Elizabeth turns away from him, needing him to understand.
Elizabeth: Will, I know you've been there for me, you've saved me, in more ways than one. But everything's different now.
Will: Since you kissed Jack?
Elizabeth: Since I killed Jack. (long pause.) I'm not who you think I am, Will.
CUT TO...
Elizabeth, Tia, Norrington, Marty and Cotton are boarding a junk, graciously donated by Sao Feng. On the dock, Will watches them go with fear and misgiving.
Anamaria: Don't worry. She has a touch of destiny about her too.
Will: (changing the subject) We need to set sail for Port Royal as soon as possible.
Anamaria: Mister Gibbs is bringing the boat around. Did the goddess give any other information?
Will: Does she ever?
Pintel and Ragetti walk up, along with Teague.
Teague: I still say I should have gotten to go on the fun mission.
Pintel: Ah yes, the fun mission. Sailing to the end of the world with a voodoo goddess and a pirate killing lady, to save a dead man. Should be loads of fun for them.
CUT TO... Elizabeth's junk. Tia is at the helm, humming. Marty and Cotton are playing dice. Norrington is stalking around nervously.
Norrington: Why do I get the feeling these are unsafe waters?
Tia: Not unsafe. Just uncharted.
Norrington: Is there a difference?
He walks away, joining Elizabeth leaning against the rail.
Elizabeth: Remember the first time we were on a ship together?
Norrington: (smiles) Vaguely. You were singing about pirates.
Elizabeth: I was. I was a foolish girl.
Norrington reaches into his coat and pulls out the compass. Elizabeth looks at it wearily.
Elizabeth: Not that again.
Norrington: It might come in useful for you.
Elizabeth: It's brought me nothing but trouble in the past. I don't even want to look at it.
Norrington: And I have no need to look at it. (Elizabeth raises her eyebrows in question, and he says softly) I already know where it would point.
He walks away, leaving the compass in Elizabeth's hands. She glances over- Tia has been listening.
Tia: Time fer ye to take over, Miss Elizabeth. We be almost der.
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Two ships, nearing each other in rough waters. One is Beckett's flagship. The other is the flying dutchman.
Inside, Beckett strides into Davy Jones' cabin.
Beckett: Just making our rounds. No Elizabeth Swann here, I presume?
Jones: Not yet.
Beckett: Tisk Tisk. I had rather hoped you had completed your mission by now.
Jones: My beast is dead. My heart is lost. Excuse me if I'm not quite up to your standards, Lord Beckett.
Beckett: I have imporant guests sailing from England shortly. Quite a few, I should think, and armed to the teeth. When they arrive, I expect our loose ends to be tied up. Is that understood?
Beckett doesn't give Jones a chance to answer as he strides out. Jones' slaves watch him warily as he passes- including bootstrap.
Beckett: William Turner? The other one? I'd no idea you were part of this little nightmare.
Bootstrap: Cutler Beckett...
Beckett: It really is a small world, isn't it?
Bootstrap: Maybe a small world, but the ocean is larger than even your cruelty.
Beckett: (laughing) You remembered! I'm so pleased. I wish I could stay and reminisce, but I have a very angry ex-governor aboard my ship that needs some closure. So if you'll excuse me...
Bootstrap: Jack Sparrow is going to kill you, you know.
Beckett: (whipping around with a slightly angry face) Jack Sparrow is dead.
Bootstrap: So was I. (smiles)
CUT TO...
Elizabeth's junk on a still black sea.
Tia: Land ho.
Elizabeth: What do you mean, land ho?
Tia: I mean, der be land ahead.
Elizabeth: Impossible.
Tia: Abandon ship.
Norrington: Are you serious?
Tia has gathered up her belongings and tied them to her back. She motions the others to do the same. Marty and Cotton lean far over the side, listening intently. They hear a roaring in the distance.
Marty: I think she's right.
Elizabeth: What's that noise?
Tia: De sound of de world, leaving ye behind.
Suddenly, the ship lurches forward into unexpected rapids, and rocks protude from the water like jagged teeth in the midst of a whirlpool. Within minutes the ship is bashed to pieces, while the crew clings desperately to rocks.
Tia: Take hold of my hands!
They do, struggling against the water and the noise.
Tia: Are ye ready?
No, but she leaps off the rock, dragging them behind her, into the midst of the whirlpool. Elizabeth takes a gasp of air before they go under, and suddenly they are in a quiet world, sinking into the blackness of the ocean as though they had canons strapped to their boots. Elizabeth turns with hazy eyesight to see Tia Dalma, her hair suddenly long and loose behind her, her skin seeming to glimmer with scales and gems. She drags them deeper, and deeper, and then the blackness takes over...
Suddenly they break the surface of an ocean where a sun is rising. Gasping for air, flailing wildly, Elizabeth, Norrington, Marty and Cotton choke and sputter, recognizing each other and gazing around at the new world. Tia Dalma suddenly emerges, wild and smiling, and shakes the water of her hair.
Tia: Come.
Cotton's parrot flies overhead, towards what looks like land. They swim towards it, finally reaching the shores of a blacksanded beach. Pearls litter the sand, along with starfish. Everything is incredibly quiet, and somehow oppressive. The crew lay on the beach for a moment, catching their breath. Suddenly, Elizabeth hears a sound in the distance. It's a voice, singing "Yo ho, Yo ho, a pirates life for me..."
Elizabeth: Jack?