Jack Sparrow x Fem OC

Chapter 4

ANAMARIA: "My dory. The Jolly Mon. Where is it?"

JACK: "Safe! At Port Royal. With the Royal Navy."

ANAMARIA: "That boat is my livelihood!"

JACK: "You'll get it back. Or one better."

ANAMARIA: "(a threat) I will."

Away from them, a patron calls for his food. AnaMaria scowls at Jack, moves away -- comes back for one more SLAP!

ANNIE: "That was fun to watch... at least."

WILL: "Jack! Over here!"

ANNIE: "(To Jack) I'll grab myself a drink. Find me when you've already found Gibbs," she said as she walks away.

She sat at a table in the shadows, a single candle illumining her. She smiled as she recalled memories of her and Jack drinking and having fun while talking about their adventures with each other.

After a while of waiting, the three finally arrived.

GIBBS: "Holy mother Mary! It's really you!"

ANNIE: "It is."

GIBBS: "I haven't seen you for years."

After the little reunion, they sat, speaking in hushed voices. Will is away from them, at the door, hand on sword, keeping a lookout.

A tankard is set down. Gibbs lifts it to take a swig --

JACK: "Just the one."

Gibbs pauses. He takes a dainty sip.

GIBBS: "Make it last, then. Now, what's the nature of this venture of yours?"

JACK: "First -- have you found me a crew?"

GIBBS: "Oh, there's a hard tale, Jack. Most of the decent pirates in town won't sail with you -- seem to think you're a jinx."

JACK: "Now where, I wonder, would they have gotten that idea?"

Gibbs evades answering him by taking a long sip. Jack leans forward. Gibbs leans forward. Annie acts as if she is paying no attention, but she is. That's just how she works.

JACK: "I'm going after the Black Pearl."

Gibbs straightens up like he's been hit. He stares. He reaches for the drink as if to down it -- but then sets it back down. He leans forward again. Jack has not moved. 

GIBBS: "Say again?"

ANNIE: "We're going after the Black Pearl. We know where it's going to be, and we're going to take it."

GIBBS: "Jack, it's a fool's errand: You've heard the tales they tell about the Pearl."

JACK: "Aye, and that's why I know where it's going to be, and that's why I know what Barbossa is up to. All I need is a crew."

GIBBS: "(shakes his head) A fool's errand."

JACK: "Not if the fool has something Barbossa wants. Something he needs."

GIBBS: "And you've got that, have you?"

Jack, as he smiles enigmatically, and shifts his eyes -- behind him, Will, still on guard, glares a sailor away from the table. 

JACK: "Back there, guarding the door is the son of old Bootstrap Bill Turner."

Gibbs' eyes widen over the edge of the tankard. Peers at Will. Then smiles, with more missing teeth than good ones.