Jack/Elizabeth dialogue
ETA: Bits and pieces of dialogue involving Jack and Elizabeth on that darn island, first movie. J/E. Humorous.
I love writing these dialogue snippets. It helps me discover how the three of them interact. Sadly enough, it's like they're all living in my head.
"I have it! I have it!"
Indifference.
"Don't you want to hear what I have?"
"No."
"I know why you won't drink rum with me!"
"And why ever could that be?"
"Because you hold your liquor like a little girl!"
"I have no desire to prove myself of any capabilities to you of all people Captain Sparrow."
"The marrooning the first time around was despairing. The stranding the second time around was tragically painful. And the third time around, it's unbearable."
"What are you saying to yourself?"
"The woes of a certain pirate Captain named Jack Sparrow who has sailed all the seas, but keeps finding himself stuck on the same island."
"Indeed."
Sigh. "Unbearable my luck has been. And the numbers keep multiplying!"
....
"You see Commodore, the first time I was here, I was alone. Then I was with Elizabeth. And now I'm with you three! Then it'll be four of us, then five, then six."
"If you ever manage an escape from this island."
"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow love, I always escape."
Hard look.
"Fine. Everybody manages an escape for me -- but! only after I've convinced them of my swashbuckling noble-hearted charms. You see, Giselle was the first...." blah blah blah blah blah
Mutters to self, "Will it ever end?"
"You know. Elizabeth can hold her liquor."
"I highly doubt she will be impressed if I can down an entire bottle of rum without passing out."
"She can, at least three quarters of one. Never did quite figure out how she managed it."
....
"Are you going to be silent and broody for the rest of our stay here?"
"I do not have your propensity for garbled speech nor your undying optimism at being saved."
"So you've given up."
....
"The great Commodore Norrington that has rid the Caribbean seas from smelly pirates is giving up?"
"The one with the sword controls the others."
"You're a bully."
"And you are an ill-bred, filthy, rude pirate."
"I am not ill-bred. I come from a rather well-to-do family of pompous freaks of your breeding. I have only chosen to disassociate with them."
"Disowned you mean."
"You read the deepest secrets of my heart like a book."
Silence.
"Do you still fancy me as the worst pirate that you have ever seen?"
"Yes."
"And this stranding's not going to change your mind very much, is it?"
"No."
"Can't say Captain Jack Sparrow isn't a quitter."
---
"Miss Swann, diamond of the skies, pearl of the seas, whatever has made you come back to us mere mortals?"
"Quiet Jack. James?"
"Yes, Elizabeth?"
"Walk with me?"
"Of course."
----
Because I've been procrastinating reaaally badly.
A little continuation of a ficlet I started a looong while ago with Elizabeth and Jack and the turtle all stuck on the island.
She stared at the receding form of Jack's body. Being stuck on a little island without rum, water, food, or any true chance of survival was bad enough, but being alone and putting up with Jack's company -- well, Jack was certainly the lesser of the two evils.
"Wait!" she called out, struggling to stand, an arm stretching out to Jack.
Jack stopped and turned on a heel, smiling. "So you've changed your mind, eh?"
She looked furious. A hand gripped the cloth of her skirt. "No, Jack, I haven't," she said firmly.
"Ahh, don't worry love," he said, swaggling back towards her, arms wide open. "You'll like it. I never slept with a woman who didn't like the mad and crazy things I did to her."
Her mouth fell open and her jaw dropped. She did not need to hear those words.
Jack rolled his eyes. "Don't tell me you and Will haven't done it yet, being the feisty little bunnies you two are."
She managed to close her mouth, lips setting in a stern line. Her eyes burned dangerously. "It is absolutely none of your business what Will and I have or have not done."
He raised an eyebrow.
"We're not even married yet!"
"I'm not married either."
"Are you suggesting --"
"Think about it." Jack motioned to the scrawny little beach and the even scrawnier palm trees. "We're stuck here, on this little island, days away from civilization -- alone. Very, very alone, might I emphasize. If we were to," obscene hand kissing hand motions, "then who would know? Only you and I would know. And if you and I were the only ones that knew, then we both would most definitely not tell. If both of us didn't tell, it would be a secret, and it being a secret, your lovely William, commodore, and the rest of those society peacock ladies wouldn't have a clue what you did with Captain Jack the pirate on the island -- assuming that we're rescued. And if we aren't, nobody would know anyway because we'd both be dead."
Elizabeth glared. "But I would know."
"And what problem would that present missy?"
It was hopeless at having a conversation with Jack especially when the topic was most unsuitable for a lady -- but Elizabeth never quite acted like a lady, and there wasn't much of a point of starting to act like one now. "I would feel guilty and ashamed for one. Two, it goes against everything that I believe. Three, I would be betraying Will. Four, why in the world would I consider doing that with you?"
He looked offended. "You mean you don't want to do it with me?"
"No!"
He squinched up his eyes and stared at her as if she were some strange, just discovered lizard species. "Why ever not?" She was about to begin an entire list of reasons when he stopped her. "Never mind, love. Some things are better left unknown."
I love writing these dialogue snippets. It helps me discover how the three of them interact. Sadly enough, it's like they're all living in my head.
"I have it! I have it!"
Indifference.
"Don't you want to hear what I have?"
"No."
"I know why you won't drink rum with me!"
"And why ever could that be?"
"Because you hold your liquor like a little girl!"
"I have no desire to prove myself of any capabilities to you of all people Captain Sparrow."
"The marrooning the first time around was despairing. The stranding the second time around was tragically painful. And the third time around, it's unbearable."
"What are you saying to yourself?"
"The woes of a certain pirate Captain named Jack Sparrow who has sailed all the seas, but keeps finding himself stuck on the same island."
"Indeed."
Sigh. "Unbearable my luck has been. And the numbers keep multiplying!"
....
"You see Commodore, the first time I was here, I was alone. Then I was with Elizabeth. And now I'm with you three! Then it'll be four of us, then five, then six."
"If you ever manage an escape from this island."
"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow love, I always escape."
Hard look.
"Fine. Everybody manages an escape for me -- but! only after I've convinced them of my swashbuckling noble-hearted charms. You see, Giselle was the first...." blah blah blah blah blah
Mutters to self, "Will it ever end?"
"You know. Elizabeth can hold her liquor."
"I highly doubt she will be impressed if I can down an entire bottle of rum without passing out."
"She can, at least three quarters of one. Never did quite figure out how she managed it."
....
"Are you going to be silent and broody for the rest of our stay here?"
"I do not have your propensity for garbled speech nor your undying optimism at being saved."
"So you've given up."
....
"The great Commodore Norrington that has rid the Caribbean seas from smelly pirates is giving up?"
"The one with the sword controls the others."
"You're a bully."
"And you are an ill-bred, filthy, rude pirate."
"I am not ill-bred. I come from a rather well-to-do family of pompous freaks of your breeding. I have only chosen to disassociate with them."
"Disowned you mean."
"You read the deepest secrets of my heart like a book."
Silence.
"Do you still fancy me as the worst pirate that you have ever seen?"
"Yes."
"And this stranding's not going to change your mind very much, is it?"
"No."
"Can't say Captain Jack Sparrow isn't a quitter."
---
"Miss Swann, diamond of the skies, pearl of the seas, whatever has made you come back to us mere mortals?"
"Quiet Jack. James?"
"Yes, Elizabeth?"
"Walk with me?"
"Of course."
----
Because I've been procrastinating reaaally badly.
A little continuation of a ficlet I started a looong while ago with Elizabeth and Jack and the turtle all stuck on the island.
She stared at the receding form of Jack's body. Being stuck on a little island without rum, water, food, or any true chance of survival was bad enough, but being alone and putting up with Jack's company -- well, Jack was certainly the lesser of the two evils.
"Wait!" she called out, struggling to stand, an arm stretching out to Jack.
Jack stopped and turned on a heel, smiling. "So you've changed your mind, eh?"
She looked furious. A hand gripped the cloth of her skirt. "No, Jack, I haven't," she said firmly.
"Ahh, don't worry love," he said, swaggling back towards her, arms wide open. "You'll like it. I never slept with a woman who didn't like the mad and crazy things I did to her."
Her mouth fell open and her jaw dropped. She did not need to hear those words.
Jack rolled his eyes. "Don't tell me you and Will haven't done it yet, being the feisty little bunnies you two are."
She managed to close her mouth, lips setting in a stern line. Her eyes burned dangerously. "It is absolutely none of your business what Will and I have or have not done."
He raised an eyebrow.
"We're not even married yet!"
"I'm not married either."
"Are you suggesting --"
"Think about it." Jack motioned to the scrawny little beach and the even scrawnier palm trees. "We're stuck here, on this little island, days away from civilization -- alone. Very, very alone, might I emphasize. If we were to," obscene hand kissing hand motions, "then who would know? Only you and I would know. And if you and I were the only ones that knew, then we both would most definitely not tell. If both of us didn't tell, it would be a secret, and it being a secret, your lovely William, commodore, and the rest of those society peacock ladies wouldn't have a clue what you did with Captain Jack the pirate on the island -- assuming that we're rescued. And if we aren't, nobody would know anyway because we'd both be dead."
Elizabeth glared. "But I would know."
"And what problem would that present missy?"
It was hopeless at having a conversation with Jack especially when the topic was most unsuitable for a lady -- but Elizabeth never quite acted like a lady, and there wasn't much of a point of starting to act like one now. "I would feel guilty and ashamed for one. Two, it goes against everything that I believe. Three, I would be betraying Will. Four, why in the world would I consider doing that with you?"
He looked offended. "You mean you don't want to do it with me?"
"No!"
He squinched up his eyes and stared at her as if she were some strange, just discovered lizard species. "Why ever not?" She was about to begin an entire list of reasons when he stopped her. "Never mind, love. Some things are better left unknown."