Finally...
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--ON DECK OF THE INTREPID –
(Sao is standing on the docks, flanked by his soldiers while the pirates and Naval men stare uneasily at them. Will and Elizabeth are waiting for the others to join them near the gang plank. They are sharing a quiet moment. Will touches Elizabeth’s hair, then her cheek.)
Will: Things will be fine, Elizabeth.
Elizabeth: I hope so. Will…now you know what I’ve done…what will happen when Jack comes back?
Will: What do you mean?
(Elizabeth leans against him. Will wraps his arm around her waist and she rests her head on his shoulder as she gazes out at the sea.)
Elizabeth: You accepted it. The others…I’m afraid, Will.
(She looks up at Will, and he leans down to kiss her lightly on the lips.)
Will: The others adore you, Elizabeth. They won’t hold it against you.
(He grins slightly.)
Will: If he hates you, we’ll just leave him in the locker.
(Elizabeth laughs slightly and pokes him lightly in the ribs.)
Will: No matter what, I will always stand by you, Elizabeth. Always.
Elizabeth: (she smoothes down the collar of Will’s coat and touches his face lovingly.) I love you.
Will: Truly?
Elizabeth: (cups Will’s face in her hands, forces him to look in her eyes.) So much so that I can’t ever imagine what my life would be like without you.
(Pintel and Ragetti walk by them and make kissy sounds. Will and Elizabeth scowl at the pirates, then look at each other and laugh again. Will leans down to kiss her, and Elizabeth tips her head back to give him better access. They are deeply involved in their kiss and don’t hear Barbossa approach them.)
Barbossa: Ahem.
(He waits to be acknowledged, but Will and Elizabeth are too wrapped up in each other to notice.)
Barbossa: Excuse me…
(No response from Will and Elizabeth.)
Barbossa: (loudly) Will you two bloody well STOP IT???
(Will and Elizabeth take their time to part lips and hips, and then look at Barbossa with glazed eyes.)
Will: (dazedly) Yes?
Elizabeth: (rests her head on Will’s chest) Can we help you with something?
Barbossa: Oh no, never you mind about the fact that we’re on a mission.
Elizabeth: (innocently) Mission?
Will: (stage whispers) Jack. We’re getting Jack back.
Elizabeth: (As if she has just remembered) Oh…right. Of course. How silly of me to have forgotten why we're here.
(Barbossa mutters something about young people. The deck is getting more crowded as more people make their way there to prepare to disembark.)
-- BELOW DECKS -- GROVES' CABIN --
(Norrington enters the cabin without knocking, and is pleased at how annoyed Anne seems to be. The cabin is messy, as if Anne had rummaged through everything and tossed it about the room.)
Anne: I see that you are lacking any form of manners, Commodore.
Norrington: (waves hand at the mess) As are you, Mistress Anne. If you continue with this behavior I may have to find you more suitable accomodations.
Anne: Are you threatening to put me in the brig if I do not obey?
Norrington: You will find, Mistress Anne that I do not threaten. However, fortune continues to be with you; you are not going to the brig. You are coming ashore with the landing party.
Anne: I most certainly am not!
James: (tone indicates his impatience) I have already discarded the idea of allowing you to remain on the ship. You are coming with the landing party, where you might yet prove to be of some use to this mission.
Anne: And if I refuse?
James: If you refuse, I will throw you over my shoulder and carry you ashore myself.
Anne: You wouldn't dare!
FIVE MINUTES LATER --- DECK OF THE INTREPID:
(Preparations on the deck of The Intrepid pause as they hear a woman yelling.)
Anne: You bastard! Put me down this instant!
(Norrington stoically ignores her and continues to carry her over his shoulder, as he promised.)
Norrington: Groves, set a watch, and keep on alert. I want us to be prepared to sail in the event that things don't go well. And you know what to do if we are boarded.
Groves: Yes, sir! Hopefully it won't come to that.
Norrington: God willing, no, it won't.
Anne: (listened curiously to this exchange, suddenly remembers her uncomfortable state and begins to struggle.) I bested you once before, Commodore.
Norrington: (smirks) Do you think you could really do such a thing unless I allowed it?
(As Anne sputters angrily, his smirk widens)
Norrington: You best rethink your strategies, milady. Now, shall I continue to carry you like a child, or do you think you can manage on your own?
Anne: Put me down, you oaf!
(Norrington pretends he doesn't hear her, and instead walks over to the gang-plank where Will, Elizabeth and Barbossa are standing and sets Anne down roughly. She loses her balance and ends up landing at their feet.)
Norrington: See to it that she doesn't get lost.
(Norrington walks off to speak with the helmsman and first mate. Elizabeth, Will, and Barbossa stare at James' back before they look at Anne. Will is so surprised that for a moment he forgets to be chivalrous, but then he hastily offers Anne a hand up.)
Anne: Oooh, that man! How do you put up with him?
Elizabeth: (genuinely puzzled) James? I’ve never seen him behave like that before. Ever.
Barbossa: (mutters) Looks like someone’s gotten under his skin.
(Elizabeth looks sharply at Barbossa, then at Anne, who is glaring silently at Norrington. Her eyes follow his every move, and Norrington is constantly glancing suspiciously over at the newcomer. Anne lifts her chin in challenge, and Norrington responds in kind, quirking his eyebrows for good measure.)
Barbossa: (impatiently) Are we about ready?
Norrington: We are.
(His gaze sweeps across the pirates on the docks, and his jaw sets slightly. Gibbs joins the group, and notices Norrington.)
Gibbs: (stares at him.) Commodore, you aren’t coming with us, are ye?
Norrington: (dryly) Unfortunately, I am Mr. Gibbs. My men have things well in hand.
(Barbossa and Gibbs both pause, and Gibbs looks like he would like to argue, but James shakes his head.)
Norrington: A necessary evil, I’m afraid.
(Will and Elizabeth look worried. Anne is intrigued, but like Will and Elizabeth, she does not quite understand the concern of the pirates. Before any of them can ask, however, James motions for them to walk down the gang-plank)
Sao: (sarcastically) How nice of you to join us.
Elizabeth: We are here to negotiate for the knowledge of how to get to Davy Jones’ Locker.
Sao: (laughs) Now why in the world would I want to help you?
(Elizabeth begins to respond, but James cuts her off.)
Norrington: Because I have someone that you’ve been searching for. Someone quite dear to you, I believe.
(The others stare at James, and they suddenly realize that this is why James insisted on going with them.)
Sao: (is startled, then angry) Who are you?
(Norrington draws a breath, then stands up even straighter, every inch the haughty Naval officer.)
Norrington: I am the Scourge of Piracey…and I have your brother.
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