So, you expect to be leaving me on some beach with nothing but a name and your word it's the one I need while I watch you sail away on my ship??
No! I expect to be leaving you on some beach with no name at all, watching me sail away on my ship, and then I'll shout the name back to you. Savvy?
That still leaves me with the problem of standing on some beach with naught but a name and your word it's the one I need.
Of the two of us, I am the only who hasn't committed mutiny, so my word is the one we'll be trusting. But in a way I think I should be thanking you. If you hadn't left me on that beach to die, I would have an equal share in the curse, same as you. Funny old world, isn't it?