Same night: the Turner house
Elizabeth: It was so nice of you girls to throw me a happy pregnancy party. (Katie and Sailor are with her) I'm surrounded by guys all the time. It's time for a girl's night.
Sailor: I hope you don't mind, but I invited a few people. (She goes to the door. In walk trampslady, tex, savvysparrowluv, lovethemtigers, kate, willo, selinaandbruce, minie mina, surreal, potcfan, piratediva, iheartpocky, and lovelyone)
Elizabeth: Who are all these people?
Katie: Wait a second...they have an obsessive look on their face, cameras in their hands, home-made shirts with you kissing whoever they want you to......these are fangirls!
Fangirls: OH MY GOD IT'S ELIZABETH SWANN TURNER! WE LOVE YOU!!!
(Elizabeth disappears into a sea of giggly excitement)
Meanwhile, at Hooters....
(Will and Barbossa are on one side of the booth, Jack, Gibbs, and James on the other)
Will: Feel better now that we got you some hot wings?
Jack: William, I've said it once and I'll say it again, I'm fine. Nothing bothers Captain Jack Sparrow. (crams another wing into his mouth)
Busty Brenda: How are you cuties doing? Ready to order?
James: Round of rum and cokes on me. (lays out gold coins)
Barbossa: Ye never heard of a debit card in your many travels have ye, James?
James: Deb-it.
Barbossa: Never mind. Liquor is liquor.
(They all watch Busty Brenda leave)
Gibbs: Oh, what I'd give to have her on the deck of a ship, the wind blowin' that top every which way. Know what I mean, Jack? (nudges him) Jack?
Jack: Mate, I think it's time to come clean: I think I'm attracted to small-breasted girls.
(All the men gasp)
Meanwhile, at the Turner house.
Elizabeth: (seeing all the fangirls out the door) Yes, it was lovely meeting all of you. I'll ponder all your comments later tonight. Okay, yes. Goodnight. Goodnight. Shoo! (closes door and exhales)
Sailor: Seeing the girls always makes me smile.
Elizabeth: Glad it did that for one of us. What's wrong, Katie?
Katie: Oh, this is your night, Elizabeth! We're here to talk about you and the little one. Have you picked out names?
Elizabeth: Oh, a few here and there.
Meanwhile...at Hooters.
Jack: (breaking down) Why must women be so complicated?! All they're here for is to toy with us and vex us like nothing else and then bedevil our days with chatter because they're never satisfied. Just when things are great they want to know where you see them in five years and if you'll still love them if they lost all their hair and it just boggles the mind to think we men sit there and enjoy it!
Gibbs: I had a girlfriend with no hair once...
James: Sparrow, what's really bothering you? What did Katie say to make you so upset?
Jack: Oh nothing much, just told me she had a job offer and she was going to choose me over it if I would just, just...(regains his composition) I'm not one to kiss and tell, gentlemen.
Will: Telling might have spared the months of awkwardness I had with my wife back when you kissed her!
Jack: Opening that up again, are we?
Barbossa: Look, let's not worry ourselves over what Elizabeth and Jack didn't do...(to himself) or did do. (once again talking to everyone) Let's hear what's happening now.
James: We're all here for you, mate. Now lose your inhibitions.
Jack: Katie was offered a job narrating a revival of The Wonder Years, which is a steady job for her and transitions her from film to television.
At the Turner house.
Katie: Film to television often means a strong fanbase well into middle age, which is very appealing. I won't have this great body forever.
Elizabeth: What did Jack say when you told him?
Katie: I hinted that I was willing to stay if he finally opened up about his feelings.
At Hooters...
Jack: She started being vague and weird and seemed to want me to decide for her, which I wasn't going to do.
At the Turner house...
Katie: It's not like I was asking him to marry me.
Sailor: Ooh, a wedding!
Katie: I just wanted a confirmation...
At Hooters...
Jack: ...that she would go off and do that and leave me out by my lonesome on the Pearl, probably expecting me to go back to the hookers.
Barbossa: I have a fix for you.
(All look at him)
Jack: You? The greasiest of us all?
Barbossa: I do indeed.