Elizabeth, darling, could you b--....
[a very low rumbling sound]
What--.
No. No no no no no! Not good! Stop movin'! N--..
[the sound of something creaking, and then what sounds like planks of wood clattering against...other planks of wood. After a few long moments of silence from Jack, he speaks again, his voice sounding strained....Everythin
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...Kill yourself.
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Didn't think you hated me that much, but I'll remember this now.
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Perhaps you didn't notice.
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Feel better, Captain! ♥
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