Q U O T E O F T H E D A Y:
CJS: No! Not good! No! Not good! You've burned all our shade, our food- the rum!
ES: Yes, the rum is gone.
CJS: But why is the rum gone?
ES: First, it is a vile drink that turns even the most respectable men into complete scoundrels. And two, that signal is over a thousand feet high. The entire royal navy is out looking for me. Do you think there is even the slightest chance that they won't see it? Give it an hour, two at most, you'll see white sails on that horizon. Just wait.
CJS: *walking down the beach, mocking Elizabeth* It must be terrible for you to be trapped on this island Jack.......WELL IT BLOODY IS NOW!!
*looks up to see white sails and the Dauntless sailing towards island*
CJS: There'll be no living with her after this.
