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Time Pirates
by Joe Bricky (blayde99@yahoo.com)

Rated: PG-13   Genre: Action/Adventure   User Review:
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Logline: Best friends on the set of a Pirate movie go back in time to 1692 Jamaica. In search of the Mayan Artifact that sent them there, the two men set out on a voyage to capture a Spanish gold shipment. Unfortunately, their partners have no intention of splitting the treasure and the only way back is to survive the massive earthquake that sunk Port Royal. It's Back to the Future meets Pirates of the Caribbean.


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FADE IN:

INT. MAYAN TEMPLE - NIGHT
                                                            
SUPER: YUCATAN PENINSULA - 1520 A.D.
                                                            
Deep inside a Mayan temple, a HIGH PRIEST in ceremonial
robes prays at a stone altar. An UNDER PRIEST stands beside
him. The room is filled with gold and relics.

Upon the altar sits a golden amulet with a glowing blue
sapphire.
                                                            
                       HIGH PRIEST
Do not fear --
                                                            
The priest's eyes reflect the light of the stone.
                                                            
                       HIGH PRIEST
-- we are safe at the altar.
                                                            
                       UNDER PRIEST
The Spaniards slaughtered our
people, why would they spare us?
                                                            
                       HIGH PRIEST
They would not. Tumeh-kan will --
                                                            
The High-Priest lifts the amulet.
                                                            
                       HIGH PRIEST
-- protect us.
                                                            
Outside the door, three Spaniards in armor place explosives
at the foot of the large, stone door that leads to the inner
sanctum.

DON RODRIGO, 30's, stands behind his men with arms crossed,
impatient.
                                                            
                       RODRIGO
It's not enough. More barrels.
Vamanos!
                                                            
Two of the soldiers run off.
                                                            
In the temple, the priests wait.
                                                            
                       UNDER PRIEST
It's too late. We are trapped.
                                                            

2.

                       HIGH PRIEST
Quickly -- to the altar.
                                                            
Outside the door, the soldiers have returned with four more
powder kegs -- eight in all.
                                                            
                       RODRIGO
Most excellent. Now, send them to
their false gods.
                                                            
A SHORT TIME LATER
                                                            
The fuse is lit and shrinking. The Spaniards back away.

In the temple, the amulet has awakened and gives off a
blinding, blue light, pulsating from its core. The High
Priest continues to gaze at the stone, ignoring the intense
light. The Under Priest, frightened, backs away.
                                                            
Outside the chamber, the fuse is nearly gone.

Back inside, the Under Priest cowers at the foot of the
door.
                                                            
                       HIGH PRIEST
Return to the...
                                                            
BOOM! The huge blast obliterates the door, instantly
killing the Under Priest. As the wave of rock explodes
across the room, the altar vanishes -- the High Priest
vanishes. The light is gone

In the passage, the Spaniards choke on a cloud of dust.

MOMENTS LATER

The dust has cleared. The three Spaniards peer into the
room. The treasure is ruined. Fragments of gold and
artifacts litter the room along with tiny bits of human
flesh.

Rodrigo rifles through the mess -- he's pissed. Something
in the corner catches his eye. There, in the back of the
temple, in-tact -- The Amulet. He picks it up -- smiles.
                                                            
 
EXT. CARIBBEAN SEA - DAY
                                                            
High in the air -- a birds eye view. Below -- bright, blue
water under billowing clouds, and then we plummet, racing
downward until --

The mist gives way to Sun drenched ocean, revealing two

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wooden ships -- an English frigate and a Spanish Galleon,
locked in mortal combat.

Musket balls WHIZ, swords CLASH and cannons BOOM. In the
midst of the smoke and mayhem, two officers face off on the
wheel-deck of the Galleon.

The SPANISH CAPTAIN flashes an evil grin at his foe, a
handsome young PIRATE CAPTAIN.
                                                            
                       PIRATE CAPTAIN
Surrender your ship and I'll spare
your crew.
                                                            
                       SPANISH CAPTAIN
I'm not at liberty to negotiate
with pirates.
                                                            
                       PIRATE CAPTAIN
Very well, then.
                                                            
The Spaniard beats the Pirate's sword away and lunges toward
him. He parries the charge and gracefully backs up a flight
of stairs.
                                                            
                       PIRATE CAPTAIN
Your men are dying. Why do you
continue?
                                                            
                       SPANISH CAPTAIN
A small price to pay for my honor.
                                                            
The desperate Spaniard presses.
                                                            
                       PIRATE CAPTAIN
As you wish. But, you're throwing
away a perfectly good crew.
                                                            
                       SPANISH CAPTAIN
I'll get another.
                                                            
The Pirate steals the tempo and with a flurry of blows,
wounds the Spanish Captain then quickly disarms him. The
Spaniard drops to his knees in defeat.

The Spanish crew is all but done. Sailors dive into the sea
while others drop their swords and surrender.
                                                            
                       SPANISH CAPTAIN
Kill me.
                                                            

4.

                       PIRATE CAPTAIN
Hardly. You're worth a thousand
doubloons to me, alive.
                                                            
The camera pulls back, revealing a Hollywood movie set
aboard an 18th century frigate. The Spanish Galleon is
nothing more than a movie set atop a barge.

The DIRECTOR sits in his chair with an entourage behind him.
                                                            
                       DIRECTOR
Cut.
                                                            
The crew begins tearing down the set. Props are hauled off.
                                                            
 
EXT. TYGRE - KINGSTON HARBOR - DAY
                                                            
As the last of the crew departs, two figures stand at the
starboard rail, staring out to sea.

The Pirate Captain is ROBERT CHASE, 28, ruggedly handsome, a
dashing figure in his captain's coat.

Next to him is Kyle Porter, 28, with rum bottle in hand. His
smooth looks are well masked beneath ragged pirate garb.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Could life get any better?
                                                            
Kyle uncorks the bottle -- takes a swig.
                                                            
                       ROB
Yeah. When the film comes out and
its a smash hit.
                                                            
                       KYLE
What's not to like -- pirates,
sword fighting, buried treasure...
                                                            
                       ROB
It's supposed to be my breakout
role -- like Errol Flynn in
Captain Blood.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Only you're more Basil Rathbone.
                                                            
                       ROB
And, you're Flynn I suppose?
                                                            

5.

                       KYLE
Well, yeah. My form is a lot
prettier than yours.
                                                            
                       ROB
It is -- until I hit you.
                                                            
LATER
                                                            
The Sun is half gone and bubbling on the horizon.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Look at that -- beautiful.
                                                            
                       ROB
Enjoy it, brother. It's our last
one.
                                                            
Kyle raises the bottle. A toast.
                                                            
                       KYLE
That is the plan. And, in the
words of my favorite sea captain,
John Paul Jones, "I have not yet
begun to drink."
                                                            
Kyle takes a big swig. Hands the bottle to Rob. Rob raises
the bottle then stops --
                                                            
                       ROB
      (Correcting)
He said fight -- not yet begun to
fight.
                                                            
                       KYLE
That was in 1779. In 1782, at a
tavern in New York, after one too
many, he uttered those less famous
words.
                                                            
                       ROB
And, you know this why?
                                                            
 
EXT. KINGSTON JAMAICA - PORT - NIGHT
                                                            
SUPER: KINGSTON JAMAICA
                                                            
Rob and Kyle step off a launch and onto the cement dock in
Port Kingston harbor.

Numerous sailboats litter the harbor. Among them, our

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frigate, "The Tygre," resting peacefully in the protected
waters of the bay.
                                                            
 
INT. CARIBBEAN CLUB - NIGHT
                                                            
The cast and crew mingle in a private area of the exclusive
club. The Director and several others sit on cushy
sectionals sipping cocktails.
                                                            
                       DIRECTOR
Robert...
                                                            
Waving at Rob.
                                                            
Rob heads over. Kyle spots a group of young women.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Ladies off the port bow. Come get
me when you're done.
                                                            
                       ROB
I won't be long.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Take your time. We have all
night.
                                                            
Rob sits between the director and the ASSISTANT DIRECTOR. A
waitress hands him a drink.
                                                            
                       DIRECTOR
I'm doing another movie in the
fall and I want you in it.
                                                            
                       ASSISTANT DIRECTOR
It's a great part.
                                                            
                       ROB
Really!
                                                            
                       DIRECTOR
It's not the lead, but you won't
have to audition.
                                                            
                       ASSISTANT DIRECTOR
Bruce is the lead.
                                                            
                       DIRECTOR
Once "The Pirate" comes out, I
won't be able to afford you, so
whatta' you say?
                                                            

7.

                       ROB
Will there be swords?
                                                            
                       DIRECTOR
You have a great gift, and I don't
mean fencing. It's time you
showed people another dimension.
                                                            
                       ASSISTANT DIRECTOR
No swords.
                                                            
                       DIRECTOR
Don't worry, there will be plenty
of guns. You'll do fine.
                                                            
They all laugh.
                                                            
                       ROB
Sounds great!
                                                            
At another table, Kyle slams a shot. Rob walks up.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Oh yeah!
                                                            
                       ROB
Work's done. Let's go.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Sorry ladies --
                                                            
Kyle downs his other drink and wheels to catch Rob who's
already leaving.
                                                            
                       KYLE
-- Duty calls.
                                                            
They head for the door.
                                                            
 
EXT. KINGSTON, JAMAICA - NIGHT
                                                            
Rob and Kyle walk down a Kingston side street. Tourists and
locals go about their business.
                                                            
Kyle looks up and points at something in the distance.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Dude -- pirates!
                                                            

8.

SIGN - PIRATES OF PORT ROYAL
                                                            
                       ROB
All Right. I guess there's no
stopping you.
                                                            
 
INT. HISTORICAL MUSEUM - NIGHT
                                                            
Inside the dimly lit museum filled with pirate lore, Rob and
Kyle wander through like kids in a candy store.

The two men round a corner and before them stand wax figures
of Captain Morgan, Black Beard and Calico Jack Rackham.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Oh Yeah! It's picture time.
                                                            
Kyle looks around. Satisfied, he steps over the barrier and
dashes into the scene. First, he grabs a handful of Black
Beard's whiskers -- then, puts his arms around Captain
Morgan and Calico Jack.
                                                            
                       KYLE
These guys were the rock stars of
their day. Did you know that...
                                                            
                       ROB
      (Interrupting)
You're gonna get us in trouble.
                                                            
                       KYLE
If you're worried, take my picture
already.
                                                            
Kyle grins. Rob snaps pictures with his cell phone.
Finished, Kyle and Rob run down the hall. Suddenly, Kyle
stops. Rob stumbles into him.
                                                            
SIGN - LIFE IN PORT ROYAL - CIRCA 1690
                                                            
In the scene, a painting of a young woman wearing an ancient
looking amulet. We recognize it from the Mayan temple. Next
to the painting, a wax figure of the same woman wearing the
amulet around her neck.

Rob, stone-like, stares at the painting. Kyle seems to be
more interested in the wax figure.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Have you ever seen anything so
beautiful?
                                                            

9.

                       ROB
No. Never.
                                                            
Kyle begins reading the exhibit information.
                                                            
                       KYLE
It says here, the amulet was
discovered in Kingston harbor in
the 80's.
                                                            
Rob continues to stare at the painting.
                                                            
                       ROB
Amulet? I'm talking about the
girl. Who is she?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Apparently, it was plundered by
Captain Morgan in a raid on Porto
Bello.
                                                            
                       ROB
Dude! Tell me about the girl.
                                                            
                       KYLE
No one of importance -- just a
merchant's daughter from Port
Royal -- Jane Collins, it says.
                                                            
                       ROB
Does it say what happened to her?
                                                            
                       KYLE
No. But it's not likely she
survived the quake.
                                                            
                       ROB
That sucks.
                                                            
                       KYLE
According to historical records,
around 11:40 in the morning on
June 7th, 1692, a massive quake
hit just off shore.
                                                            
Rob continues to stare -- It doesn't look he's listening.
                                                            
                       KYLE
The quake caused the sand to
liquefy and half the city sank
into the bay.
                                                            

10.

                       ROB
Good Lord! How do you know this
shit?
                                                            
                       KYLE
It gets worse. Next, a tidal wave
struck, like God's hand from
heaven, destroying what was left.
The Quakers believed the wicked
people of Port Royal were punished
for their sins.
                                                            
Finished, Kyle heads down the hallway. Rob takes one last
look at the painting, then follows Kyle.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Hey, look at this. It's Jack
Rackham's flag.
                                                            
The exhibit is a tattered flag -- skull and Crossed Sabers
on a background of black -- "The Jolly Roger."
                                                            
Rob walks over to see why Kyle is so excited. As he
arrives, Kyle slips past him and heads back down the hall.
Kyle returns and taps Rob on the arm.
                                                            
                       KYLE
I don't know about you, but I'm
losing my buzz.
                                                            
As the two men exit, we return to the figure of the
beautiful woman. The amulet is missing from her neck.
                                                            
 
EXT. MUSEUM - NIGHT
                                                            
The museum guard bursts through the door and frantically
looks in every direction. Rob and Kyle are nowhere to be
seen.
                                                            
 
EXT. KINGSTON -- WATER FRONT - NIGHT
                                                            
Rob and Kyle walk along the water front. In the distance,
the frigate "Tygre," -- magnificent against the night sky
with tall masts and forty guns.

Kyle stops. He looks at the ship then back at Rob -- He
spots the launch they arrived on, then bolts.

Shaking his head, Rob reluctantly follows.
                                                            

11.

                       ROB
      (Yelling)
Dude.
                                                            
Kyle looks over his shoulder as he leaps aboard.
                                                            
                       KYLE
I left something on the ship.
                                                            
                       ROB
We have an early flight --
remember?
                                                            
Kyle has the boat started as Rob jumps aboard.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Don't worry, we have seven hours.
                                                            
                       ROB
Every time something bad happens,
it always starts with "Don't
worry."
                                                            
 
EXT. TYGRE - KINGSTON HARBOR - NIGHT
                                                            
On the main deck, Kyle opens a barrel and pulls out an
antique rum bottle with the cork half out. He yanks the
cork with his teeth, spits it out and takes a big swig.
                                                            
                       ROB
Is that what you came back for?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Not exactly. This is the prize.
                                                            
                       ROB
Of course. Now, give me a drink
you pirate.
                                                            
Rob motions for the bottle. Kyle backs away.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Oh, no. You'll have to earn this
rum.
                                                            
Kyle sets the bottle down and grabs two practice swords.
                                                            
                       KYLE
One drink per touch. Guess we'll
see who's the best -- we already
know who looks the best.
                                                            

12.

Kyle tosses Rob a sword.
                                                            
                       ROB
I hardly think it's fair.
                                                            
                       KYLE
You forget, while you've been
practicing lines, I've been --
                                                            
Kyle flourishes his sword and comes on guard in an obvious
Fabris stance with head forward and blade extended.
                                                            
                       ROB
      (Laughing)
Do you really think you have a
chance using Fabris against me?
                                                            
                       KYLE
I can always switch to Capo Ferro
if I'm losing.
                                                            
                       ROB
Or fight Spanish style and hand
over the bottle right now.
                                                            
On that note, Kyle makes a quick attack. But, Rob is not
surprised and easily retreats out of harms way.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Don't you ever stand and fight?
                                                            
                       ROB
It's called a setup. How much of
Fabris did you actually read?
                                                            
                       KYLE
All of it.
                                                            
Rob cocks his head and gives Kyle a look. Kyle attacks
again and Rob fends off the flurry.
                                                            
                       ROB
And once I have you where I want
you --
                                                            
Rob suddenly reverses direction and lands a touch on Kyle's
chest with the blunt tip.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Nice shot, you tricky bastard. Now
drink.
                                                            

13.

Rob grabs the rum bottle, takes a big swig then sets it
down and comes back on guard.
                                                            
MONTAGE - ROB AND KYLE SWORDFIGHTING

-- Kyle presses and gets hit in the chest.

-- Rob drinks.

-- Rob feigns high and then hits Kyle in the foot.

-- Rob drinks.

-- Kyle presses, Rob fends off several attacks and Kyle
finally lands a touch.

END MONTAGE
                                                            
                       KYLE
Ha! I hit you.
                                                            
                       ROB
You win. I'm too drunk --
                                                            
Rob staggers backwards and falls on his butt.
                                                            
                       ROB
-- to continue.
                                                            
                       KYLE
      (Smiling)
It's called a setup. I let you
win until you're too drunk to
fight.
                                                            
                       ROB
Well, it worked.
                                                            
Kyle picks up the bottle, holds it high in the air and looks
at Rob, sitting against a bulkhead.
                                                            
                       KYLE
It's taken me ten years to figure
out how to beat you. From now on,
we only fight for rum.
                                                            
Kyle takes a big swig then flops down next to Rob. He
winces from a sharp pain.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Damn!
                                                            

14.

Kyle reaches into his back pocket and retrieves -- the
sapphire amulet. Rob recognizes it.
                                                            
                       ROB
Oh, no you didn't.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Souvenir.
                                                            
                       ROB
You're such a klepto.
                                                            
                       KYLE
I'm a collector. Don't you ever
get that urge to just take what
you want?
                                                            
                       ROB
No. I'd prefer to stay out of
jail.
                                                            
 
EXT. TYGRE - KINGSTON HARBOR - DAY
                                                            
As early morning twilight gives way to a Caribbean Sun, Rob
and Kyle lay passed out on the deck of the ship. With one
hand on the amulet, a bottle of rum in the other Kyle sits
up, startled, then looks down at --
                                                            
A pulsing blue light -- the amulet is awake.

In the distance, Kingston is shaking. A violent earthquake
sends ripples through the bay. The ground rumbles and
buildings quiver.
                                                            
Rob's eyes open. He hits his feet like a cat and runs to
the starboard rail. Kyle follows.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Holy shit, this is big -- at least
an eight. Don't worry, we're safe
on the ship.
                                                            
                       ROB
What if it hit off shore?
                                                            
The shaking continues -- buildings collapse, windows shatter
and people flee from the falling shards.

Back at the ship, the water in the harbor is quickly
receding. Kyle points at the ebbing tide and turns to Rob.
                                                            

15.

                       KYLE
That's what happens.
                                                            
Rob leans over. He sees the bottom. The mooring lines are
taught and strained. The hull CREAKS from the tension.

Kyle runs to port, facing the open sea.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Here it comes.
                                                            
                       ROB
Here what comes?
                                                            
Rob sprints across the deck. His eyes go wide.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Tidal wave. You see it?
                                                            
                       ROB
Yeah. It's moving fast.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Hurry -- help me with these lines.
Our only hope is to ride this
thing out.
                                                            
Rob deftly unties the first line, then another. Kyle lets
loose the stern line -- the ship wheels. The two men
scramble to the last line.

Rob grabs a cutlass and slashes it in two -- the Tygre is
free. It lurches toward the oncoming wave -- huge and
barreling toward them.
                                                            
                       ROB
Seriously, dude -- take the words
don't and worry out of your
vocabulary.
                                                            
 
INT. TYGRE - KINGSTON HARBOR - DAY
                                                            
The wave is almost upon them as they scamper below, securing
the door behind them.

Using the amulet as a flashlight, they search for a safe
place to ride out the wave. In a corner, both men brace for
the worst. The light is intense.
                                                            
                       ROB
What the hell is this thing?
                                                            

16.

                       KYLE
I don't know. It's some sort of
Mayan artifact.
                                                            
                       ROB
Is it supposed to do that?
                                                            
                       KYLE
I... think... it's trying...
                                                            
As the wall of water crashes into the ship, the light from
the amulet encapsulates the entire craft. Suddenly, a
bright flash.
                                                            
 
EXT. TYGRE - KINGSTON HARBOR - DAY
                                                            
The explosion of light blasts away from the ship. For a
moment, all is white. Then, suddenly, the ship is gone. The
tidal wave rolls toward the city.

Under the wave, the amulet sinks into the murky waters and
disappears.
                                                            
 
INT. TYGRE - CREW QUARTERS - DAY
                                                            
An unsecured cabin door sways, gently, back and forth. It
CREAKS as the light from the morning Sun shines into the
lower birthing area, revealing Rob laying naked under a pile
of canvas sails.

Rob's eyes open. He looks around, fuzzy at first. He spots
Kyle, naked except for a bottle of rum covering his manhood.
                                                            
                       ROB
Hey Kyle.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Yo...
                                                            
Kyle sits up. Looks down.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Awe damn. No ho. Just a bottle
of rum.
                                                            
Wide awake now, Rob looks down -- no clothes. He jumps to
his feet while covering himself with the sail.
                                                            
                       ROB
Not funny, dude.
                                                            

17.

                       KYLE
I didn't take them.
                                                            
                       ROB
How much did we drink?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Not that much.
                                                            
Kyle frantically searches the cabin, covering himself with
the bottle.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Where's my amulet?
                                                            
                       ROB
I think it exploded.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Damn.
                                                            
Both men dig through a pile of costumes. Rob finds his
captain's coat -- Kyle has to settle for basic PIRATE.

Rob grabs a belt with a pouch attached. The pouch JINGLES
-- full of coins. A small chest of doubloons sits in a
corner.
                                                            
                       ROB
Looks like it's dress like a
pirate day, again.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Arrrgh!
                                                            
Rob sprints up the stairs and peers outside. The Sun hits
him square in the face -- he covers his eyes.
                                                            
 
EXT. TYGRE - UNKNOWN - DAY
                                                            
On the main deck, Rob and Kyle shelter their eyes from the
morning Sun. Rob focuses. Across the port rail, a quiet
Sea.

Over the starboard rail, a different scene. Several old
world forts protect a rustic harbor town. Tall masted ships
line the wooden docks. Kyle shakes the cobwebs and looks
again -- the scene remains unchanged.

Rob steps up behind Kyle and peers over his shoulder.
                                                            

18.

                       ROB
Do you recognize this place?
                                                            
                       KYLE
It looks familiar. Maybe a
secluded part of the island.
                                                            
                       ROB
Impossible. We were headed for
the city.
                                                            
                       KYLE
What do you remember?
                                                            
                       ROB
The light. It was unreal.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Right. As the tidal wave hit --
the amulet went crazy -- then
disappeared, apparently.
                                                            
Kyle's eyes dart back and forth, then up at the rigging.
                                                            
                       ROB
What?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Look around. The ship is perfect
-- like nothing happened.
                                                            
The sails -- solid. The rails, the deck, all in tact.
                                                            
                       ROB
What are you saying?
                                                            
                       KYLE
I'm sayin' we're not where we
should be -- or even could be. And
I have a feeling the amulet had
something to do with it.
                                                            
                       ROB
It doesn't matter. Let's get to
shore and find out where we are.
We may still be able to catch a
flight out today.
                                                            
 

19.

EXT. ROW BOAT - DAY
                                                            
Kyle and Rob row in the direction of the wharf. As the two
men approach the docks, they marvel at the sailing vessels
towering above them including a brig and two merchantman.
                                                            
Kyle points at the Brig sporting 15 guns on either side and
a British ensign adorning the main mast. A sign on the
stern reads "Fox."
                                                            
                       KYLE
Look at that. A privateer's
dream. Fast, maneuverable, and
heavily gunned.
                                                            
                       ROB
I've never seen so many old world
ships in one place.
                                                            
                       KYLE
It's like a pirate ship museum.
                                                            
 
EXT. PORT ROYAL - TURTLE CRAWLES DOCKS - DAY
                                                            
Rob and Kyle step onto the sprawling wharf and gaze in
wonderment. Before them a perfect replica of a 17th Century,
West Indies City.

The inhabitants, all dressed in period garb, cast quick
glances toward Rob and kyle as they go about their business.
A horse drawn carriage rolls down a sandy, cobblestone
street.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Look at this place. It's straight
out of a Robert Louis Stevenson
novel.
                                                            
                       ROB
This could be a set -- a big
budget set.
                                                            
MR. DAWSON, 40's, in a fine coat and knickers, cautiously
approaches and stops in front of them, meticulously opening
a ledger with quill in hand.
                                                            
                       MR. DAWSON
Welcome. I am James Dawson,
Harbor Master. You're from that
ship in the bay, are you not?
                                                            

20.

                       ROB
You mean the Tygre. Yes, we are.
                                                            
Dawson scribbles the ship name into the ledger then looks
back up.
                                                            
                       MR. DAWSON
Kindly explain how you slipped
past a line of forts and appeared
with the morning Sun -- quite
unnatural, it is.
                                                            
                       ROB
I'm not sure what you mean.
                                                            
                       MR. DAWSON
      (To Rob)
Are you in command?
                                                            
                       KYLE
This guy is great. Just play
along.
                                                            
                       ROB
      (In character)
Captain Chase, at your service. We
are privateers.
                                                            
                       MR. DAWSON
Isn't everyone. Under who's
authority?
                                                            
                       KYLE
(Whispers to Rob)
I got this.

(To Dawson)
We have a letter of marque from
the King.
                                                            
                       MR. DAWSON
You'll need more than a letter
from the Dutchman to sail out of
here. We don't abide freebooters
in Port Royal. Good day to you.
                                                            
Dawson scribbles several more things into the ledger then
walks away.
                                                            
                       ROB
What did he mean Dutchman -- like
Flying Dutchman?
                                                            

21.

                       KYLE
No. I think he's referring to
William of Orange -- he was Dutch.
                                                            
Kyle pauses -- an inquisitive look.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Port Royal, huh.
                                                            
                       ROB
Come on. There's got to be
somebody in charge here.
                                                            
 
EXT. PORT ROYAL - LIME STREET - DAY
                                                            
Beyond the dock, Rob and Kyle reach Lime Street, littered
with various shops, merchant warehouses and a fish market to
the East. They continue down the street past York and reach
the waterfront. To the right, a large fort guards the
harbor entrance -- to the left, a long line of guns and
parapets.
                                                            
                       ROB
This could be some kinda' pirate
theme park.
                                                            
Just ahead, two stereotype sailors walk into a tavern.
                                                            
                       KYLE
It's way too dirty for a theme
park, but that bar looks good.
Let's go ask in there.
                                                            
                       ROB
How can you drink this early?
                                                            
                       KYLE
After what we've been through --
                                                            
Kyle pats his pants and looks around.
                                                            
                       KYLE
-- Awe crap. No wallet.
                                                            
                       ROB
Or I.D. We have to go back and
find our clothes.
                                                            
                       KYLE
What's in the pouch?
                                                            

22.

Rob pulls it open and peers inside. It's full of shiny gold
coins.
                                                            
                       ROB
Pieces of eight. Lots of them.
                                                            
Kyle grabs a handful.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Those might work here. Come on.
It's worth a try.
                                                            
 
INT. MURPHY'S TAVERN - DAY
                                                            
Kyle and Rob enter the pub, dressed just like everyone else.


They step up to the bar, just down from the sailors they
followed in. Behind the bar, LILA, early 20's, way too
pretty for this place, greets Kyle with a warm smile.
                                                            
                       LILA
What's your pleasure, m'lords?
                                                            
Kyle tosses several coins onto the bar.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Hey your hotness, what will these
buy?
                                                            
                       LILA
I'll advise you when it's time for
more.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Excellent. Rum and Cola.
                                                            
                       ROB
Just a cola, please.
                                                            
                       LILA
Rum I've got.
                                                            
                       ROB
What is this place?
                                                            
Lila sets two tankards on the bar. Kyle takes a giant swig
and gasps...
                                                            
                       LILA
'Tis Murphy's, m'lord.
                                                            

23.

                       KYLE
      (catching his
       breath)
Wow! That was good. A little
short on cola.
                                                            
                       LILA
I've never heard of cola, but
you'll not find better rum in the
West Indies.
                                                            
                       ROB
      (To Lila)
So, this is some kinda theme
resort, or what? And, is there a
public phone I can use?
                                                            
Lila gives him a blank stare. Rob turns around and looks
for assistance.
                                                            
                       ROB
Does anyone have a cell phone?
I'll pay.
                                                            
He holds up several coins. No takers, just more blank
stares.
                                                            
Enter CHARLES PICKFORD, 30's, his clothes suggest a
gentleman, but in here more likely one of fortune. With
him, Henry "BLACK JACK" Jackson, large and scary in the
daylight -- not someone you want to meet at night.
                                                            
                       ROB
I guess not.
                                                            
The two sailors at the bar take one look at Black Jack and
make a hasty exit. Captain Pickford and Black Jack mosey up
next to Rob and Kyle.

Black Jack takes out a deck of playing cards pulls a
solitary card from the deck and sets it on the bar, face
down.
                                                            
Rob holds up the coins to Black Jack and begins to ask
again.
                                                            
                       ROB
Can I borrow your...
                                                            
Black Jack grabs the coins out of Rob's hand --
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Drinks around, maties.
                                                            

24.

-- and tosses them on the bar.
                                                            
The entire crowd CHEERS.
                                                            
Rob holds out his hand. Black Jack ignores him, looks at
Lila and drives his dagger into the bar, right through the
playing card.
                                                            
                       LILA
That won't work on me, Black Jack.
You'll get your drink soon
enough.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Quickly, wench, before the thirst
drives me mad.
                                                            
                       LILA
      (To Black Jack)
I'm too late if that be the case.
                                                            
                       ROB
About that phone?
                                                            
Black Jack yanks his dagger out of the bar with the card
stuck to it and points it at Rob. On the end of the dagger,
the Jack of Spades.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Never speak at me before I've
downed my first dram.
                                                            
Rob's hand reaches for his sword -- it's not there.
                                                            
                       LILA
Hold your knickers and sheath your
dirk before I throw you out.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
I'll sheath my dirk. When do you
get off?
                                                            
                       LILA
Never with your --
                                                            
Lila holds up her pinkie finger and wiggles it. Black Jack
GROWLS.
                                                            
                       LILA
-- tiny blade.
                                                            

25.

Lila slides two tankards up to Black Jack and Pickford.
Black Jack drives the dagger back into the bar with a
satisfied grin and downs the tankard.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Aahhh! That is fine rum.

(To Lila)
Now, pass me another, you saucy
vixen.
                                                            
Suddenly, Kyle looks worried. His eyes dart nervously
around the room.
                                                            
                       ROB
What's up?
                                                            
Two pirates in the corner laughing. Black Jack and Pickford
at the bar. A whore on a sailor's lap. The room closes in.
It's dizzying. Kyle grabs Rob by the arm and hauls him
toward the door.
                                                            
 
EXT. MURPHY'S TAVERN - DAY
                                                            
                       KYLE
Rob, listen. I've been working
this whole thing out and I don't
think those guys are playing?
                                                            
                       ROB
That Black Beard dude could use
some lessons in manners -- and
acting.
                                                            
                       KYLE
This is no theme park -- and he's
not acting.
                                                            
                       ROB
Not very well -- that's for sure.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Look around. Have you ever seen a
place like this? It's not a set.
It's not a theme park. It's real
-- all real. I think the amulet
did more than save us.
                                                            
Rob ponders.
                                                            

26.

                       ROB
What are you saying -- it sent us
here?
                                                            
                       KYLE
That's just it. We didn't go
anywhere. We're still in Jamaica,
Port Royal to be exact.
                                                            
                       ROB
This looks nothing like Port
Royal.
                                                            
                       KYLE
It looks exactly like Port Royal
-- three hundred years ago.
                                                            
Kyle points at one fort, then another.
                                                            
                       KYLE
There are three forts guarding the
entrance to the harbor. After the
1692 earthquake, only Fort Charles
remained. Fort Rupert and Morgan's
line are gone --
                                                            
Kyle points in the direction of Morgan's line and Fort
Rupert.
                                                            
                       KYLE
-- yet there they stand.
                                                            
                       ROB
That's crazy.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Is it?
                                                            
Kyle pulls Rob back into the tavern.
                                                            
 
INT. MURPHY'S TAVERN - DAY
                                                            
Just inside the front door.
                                                            
                       KYLE
      (To Lila)
What's the date? We've been at
sea awhile.
                                                            
                       LILA
April 1st, the year of our lord
sixteen hundred and ninety-two.
                                                            

27.

                       KYLE
And, what's the name of the fort
that guards the Eastern approach?
                                                            
                       LILA
That would be Fort Rupert, m'lord.
                                                            
Kyle pulls Rob back out the door.
                                                            
 
EXT. MURPHY'S TAVERN - DAY
                                                            
                       KYLE
You hear that -- April 1st, 1692.
You might wanna set your clock
back.
                                                            
                       ROB
This is where you say April fools.
(Beat) It's not coming, is it?
                                                            
                       KYLE
No.
                                                            
A sailor flies out the door, nearly landing on them. Black
Jack appears in the doorway, pointing his dirk at the man
laying in the street.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Next time, I'll skin your
worthless hide.
                                                            
Black Jack slams the door. The man runs off.
                                                            
                       ROB
We've gotta find a way outta here.
                                                            
                       KYLE
We have a ship. All we need is a
crew.
                                                            
                       ROB
I mean home. At least to the
right Century.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Don't you think we should
concentrate on getting off this
Island first. The city won't be
here much longer.
                                                            

28.

                       ROB
Right. The 1692 earthquake -- it
hits in June.
                                                            
                       KYLE
That's it. The earthquake or
tidal wave -- whatever. That's
what must have triggered the
amulet. And, if today's the first
-- in two months and six days it's
going to happen again -- I mean
for the first time.
                                                            
                       ROB
So, we just have to be on the ship
when it hits. Then poof -- home.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Theoretically. Except we don't
have the amulet.
                                                            
                       ROB
Right. But, we do know it was
here.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Yes -- the girl in the painting.
It was supposedly done in 1690, so
she still could be here.
                                                            
                       ROB
      (To self)
That means she's still alive.
                                                            
 
INT. MURPHY'S TAVERN - DAY
                                                            
Rob and Kyle head back to the bar. Pickford and Black Jack
are still there. Kyle tosses several more coins at Lila.
                                                            
                       KYLE
So, what's your name, beautiful?
                                                            
                       LILA
It's Lila. And, save your
flattery for the workin' girls. I
only serve drinks.
                                                            
                       KYLE
That wasn't flattery.
                                                            
Lila gives Kyle a questioning look.
                                                            

29.

Pickford turns to Rob and hands him a drink.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
I take it your run was successful?
                                                            
                       ROB
My run?
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
On the French, of course. We're
still at war. Or, do you practice
open piracy?
                                                            
Kyle inserts himself between the two.
                                                            
                       KYLE
No, sir. We're no freebooters --
just looking to provision and do
some honest privateering.
                                                            
                       ROB
      (Whispering)
What about the amulet?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Don't worry.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
If you keep tossing coins at your
present rate, you'll have nothing
left to stock your ship.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
That is your frigate in the bay,
is it not?
                                                            
In the back of the bar, two sailors start to fight. Another
joins in. A brawl ensues.
                                                            
                       ROB
      (Distracted)
Yes. Yes it is.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
That is one fine ship. I've never
seen the likes of it.
                                                            
A sailor stumbles into the bar between Rob and Pickford.
Pickford shoves the man away without thought.
                                                            

30.

                       KYLE
It's one of a kind. Fast,
powerful and great in the
shallows.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
You do realize you gave the town a
scare when you slipped in without
notice.
                                                            
                       ROB
We've been told. But, the reason
we're here...
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
      (Interrupting)
And, where is your crew?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Discharged, I'm afraid.
                                                            
Captain Pickford and Black Jack exchange a glance.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
No worries mate. They'll be back
in a fortnight with empty pockets.
                                                            
                       LILA
It's true. A sailor can go
through a fortune in not but a few
days.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
Have you received a letter from
his lordship?
                                                            
                       KYLE
We have a letter from the King.
                                                            
Rob gives Kyle a stern look.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
It won't do. The governor will be
expecting his tithe.
                                                            
                       KYLE
      (To Pickford)
Where do we find the governor?
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
He'll be hosting a formal this
evening at his estate. You should
come as my guests.
                                                            

31.

                       ROB
And you are?
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
Charles Pickford. Captain of the
Fox. And my mate here --
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Black Jack's the name --
                                                            
Black Jack hands Rob a card from his deck, then slips it
back in his pouch.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK (CONT'D)
-- cuttins' me game.
                                                            
Rob turns over the card, revealing another Jack of Spades.
                                                            
                       ROB
      (To Pickford)
Honored. I'm Captain Chase and
this is my mate, Mr. Porter.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
The ladies will be in their finest
this eve. You might want to dress
it up a bit.
                                                            
Rob looks at his coat then looks at Kyle, more pirate than
peacock.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
I also noticed your lack of arms
and I have to wonder -- are you
solid brass or do you lack good
sense?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Don't worry about us. We can
handle our business.
                                                            
Rob looks around -- daggers, swords, pistols -- all over the
bar -- everyone is armed except them.
                                                            
Rob turns to Kyle.
                                                            
                       ROB
Let's go.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
We'll see you this evening, then.
                                                            

32.

                       KYLE
Sounds great.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Try not to get yourselves pricked
on the way.
                                                            
 
EXT. PORT ROYAL - DAY
                                                            
Rob and Kyle stand at the corner of York and Lime, pondering
their next move.
                                                            
                       ROB
I need a sword.
                                                            
                       KYLE
And decent clothes. I'm tired of
being a swabbie.
                                                            
                       ROB
All right -- let's go shopping.
                                                            
 
INT. TAILOR SHOP - DAY
                                                            
A SIGN above the door reads - Fit For a King

QUICK MONTAGE - ROB AND KYLE BEING MEASURED

-- Kyle is being measured.

-- Rob is being measured.

-- Kyle tries on an outfit, then another.

-- Rob tries on an outfit, then another.

END MONTAGE:
                                                            
 
INT. ARMORER - DAY
                                                            
In the window, Rob points at a gorgeous swept hilt rapier.
                                                            
                       ROB
Look at that.
                                                            
QUICK MONTAGE - KYLE AND ROB SHOPPING

-- The men walk in.

-- Rob swishes the sword. Checks its balance.

33.


-- Kyle points a pistol.

-- The men come out, fully adorned with rapiers, daggers and
pistols.

END MONTAGE
                                                            
 
EXT. PORT ROYAL - DAY
                                                            
Dressed to the nines and armed to the hilt, Rob and Kyle
strut through Port Royal's busy streets.

It's late afternoon. The Sun is low on the horizon. In
front of a pub, two ladies of the evening spot Kyle and Rob.
                                                            
                       LADY #1
Which one of you fine gentles
would like to buy us a drink?
                                                            
                       KYLE
      (To Rob)
How much do we have left?
                                                            
Rob holds up the pouch.
                                                            
                       ROB
We're tapped. Maybe one or two
coins.
                                                            
                       KYLE
(To Rob)
We have lots more back on the
ship.

(To the Ladies)
Sorry ladies.
                                                            
                       LADY #2
Oh, come on, governor. I'm ready
to be pillaged.
                                                            
Rob continues walking toward the wharf, Kyle looks back at
the ladies and winks.
                                                            
Up ahead, entering a fancy coach, Rob sees Mr. COLLINS, late
40's, distinguished looking. With him, his daughter, JANE,
20, our wax figure come to life.

Rob recognizes Jane and abruptly grabs Kyle by the arm.
                                                            

34.

                       ROB
Oh my God. It's her.
                                                            
                       KYLE
It's who?
                                                            
                       ROB
It's her. Jane Collins. The one
who's amulet you stole.
                                                            
                       KYLE
I haven't stolen it -- yet.
                                                            
Rob picks up his pace, leaving Kyle behind. Kyle hurries
and catches up. Too late -- the coach is leaving.
                                                            
                       ROB
She's getting away.
                                                            
Rob runs over to an open buggy for hire and taps the driver
on the shoulder.
                                                            
                       ROB
Where's that carriage going.
                                                            
                       CARRIAGE DRIVER
You mean Master Collins coach?
                                                            
                       ROB
Yes.
                                                            
                       CARRIAGE DRIVER
To the governor's, I expect.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Right. Governor's ball.
                                                            
Kyle and Rob jump in.
                                                            
                       ROB
Follow that -- I mean, take us to
the governor's, please.
                                                            
 
EXT. PORT ROYAL - HIGH STREET - DAY
                                                            
By now, the Sun is setting in the West as Mr. Collins and
Jane ride in their fancy coach toward the governor's
plantation.

A half mile behind, Rob and Kyle sit in the back of a bumpy,
worn down, 17th century taxi.
                                                            

35.

FANCY COACH
                                                            
                       COLLINS
Jane, dear -- try and put some of
the coin I invested to good use
tonight.
                                                            
                       JANE
If you need me to duel for you, I
will happily oblige. Who have you
insulted, now?
                                                            
                       COLLINS
Not those lessons -- the other
ones.
                                                            
                       JANE
Two years in London does not a
lady make, father. But, I will
smile, use the right fork, and
dance -- but only once and not
with the governor.
                                                            
                       COLLINS
Be easy on Lord Wallace. He can't
but help his affections.
                                                            
                       JANE
I care not for Lord Wallace, and
his affections are not for me --
but my inheritance. I will not
see your fortune go to the likes
of him.
                                                            
                       COLLINS
Though he is well aware of my
fortune, his fondness for you is
not of the pocket.
                                                            
                       JANE
I'll die an old maid first.
                                                            
ROADSIDE
                                                            
Up ahead, a downed tree blocks the road. The coachman pulls
the reins and the coach slows to a gradual stop.
                                                            
                       COACHMAN
Pardon the delay Master Collins.
This will only take a moment.
                                                            

36.

As the driver steps down, four highwaymen jump out of the
bushes, brandishing swords. They quickly surround the
coach.
                                                            
The LEAD HIGHWAYMAN, grizzled and dirty, peers through the
window and points his cutlass at Mr. Collins.
                                                            
                       LEAD HIGHWAYMAN
We'll be having your coin and
anything that sparkles, if you
please.
                                                            
                       JANE
You'll get nothing from us.
                                                            
                       COLLINS
I'll handle this, Jane --
                                                            
Mr. Collins reaches down and hands the cutthroat his purse.
                                                            
                       COLLINS
-- That's all we have. Now go.
                                                            
                       JANE
      (Whispering)
Father. There's only four of
them.
                                                            
She reaches down and pulls a long dagger from under her
dress.
                                                            
                       LEAD HIGHWAYMAN
And, the bauble off your pretty
neck -- go on.
                                                            
Jane is sporting a diamond necklass -- not the amulet.
                                                            
                       JANE
Try and take it. You'll find
yourself absent fingers.
                                                            
The LARGE HIGHWAYMAN, 20's, as ugly as he is powerful, loses
his cool.
                                                            
                       LARGE HIGHWAYMAN
Enough of this rubbish.
                                                            
The Large highwayman rips open the door and pulls Mr.
Collins out of the coach then holds a cutlass at his throat.
                                                            
                       LARGE HIGHWAYMAN
Hand it over before I slice him
open.
                                                            

37.

                       COLLINS
Jane -- do as he says. Quickly,
dear.
                                                            
                       JANE
All right, father. We do it your
way.
                                                            
Rob and Kyle arrive on scene and witness Mr. Collins being
yanked from the coach. Without hesitation, they spring into
action, drawing swords and pistols as they dismount.
                                                            
                       LARGE HIGHWAYMAN
Look, the gentles want to play.
                                                            
The leader takes his eyes off of Jane for just a moment. As
he does, she stabs him in the arm with her dagger and
punches him in the face. He staggers backward.

The Large highwayman lets go of Collins to deal with Rob and
Kyle. Collins takes cover behind the coach.

The two other highwaymen flank to the right. The far
highwayman draws a pistol and levels it at Kyle.

Rob quickly fires a shot at the man and wounds him in the
arm. The man's pistol goes off harmlessly in the air. He
drops his sword and clutches the damaged arm.
                                                            
By now, the leader has picked up his sword in his other
hand. He and his companion square off against Rob.
                                                            
                       ROB
I'll take care of these two.
                                                            
                       KYLE
I got this one.
                                                            
Rob shows brilliant flashes of fencing as the two bandits
engage him. He stabs the lead highwayman in his one good
arm, causing him to drop his weapon and flee. Near the
coach, the Large Highwayman presses Kyle.
                                                            
                       KYLE
I could use a hand here.
                                                            
                       ROB
Almost done.
                                                            
By now, Jane has exited the carriage, dagger in hand.
                                                            
Rob quickly pursues his remaining foe and disarms him with a
cut to his hand. The man flees the scene.

38.


Kyle's man continues his attack but Jane intervenes and
stabs him in the leg. Kyle then delivers a stab to the arm.
The man drops his weapon and limps off as well.
                                                            
                       JANE
Nice work.
                                                            
                       KYLE
      (To the exiting
       bandit)
That's right. You know what time
it is.
                                                            
Rob looks around. Kyle is all smiles. Mr. Collins emerges
from cover. By the coach, Jane wipes off her dagger and
returns it to it's hiding place.
                                                            
Kyle runs over to Rob and attempts to give him a high five.
Rob is completely serious and ignores the gesture.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Man, that was fun.
                                                            
                       ROB
We could have died.
                                                            
Collins and Jane approach.
                                                            
                       KYLE
We saved them.
                                                            
                       ROB
Are either of you hurt?
                                                            
                       JANE
Not a scratch.
                                                            
                       COLLINS
Short a few shillings, but thanks
to you gentles, I remain in good
health. Thank you so much, Mr...
                                                            
                       KYLE
I'm Kyle. I mean Mr. Porter.
                                                            
Rob is now staring at Jane -- so much better than the
painting.
                                                            
                       COLLINS
I'm Edward Collins and this is my
deadly daughter, Jane.
                                                            

39.

                       KYLE
I noticed. Thanks for the assist,
m' lady.
                                                            
                       JANE
A pleasure.
                                                            
                       ROB
      (Finally)
Robert Chase -- at your service.
                                                            
                       JANE
Have we met?
                                                            
Rob smiles.
                                                            
                       ROB
Not in this lifetime.
                                                            
                       JANE
You treat me familiar, before
introduction.
                                                            
                       COLLINS
Are you bound for the governor's
affair?
                                                            
                       KYLE
We are.
                                                            
                       COLLINS
Ride with us. It's the least we
can do.
                                                            
 
EXT. GOVERNOR'S PLANTATION ESTATE - NIGHT
                                                            
The coach rolls to a stop in front of a richly decorated
mansion in the Jamaican countryside.
                                                            
                       KYLE
This is what I'm talking about.
You gotta visit the governor. It's
like the most pirate thing you can
do.
                                                            
                       ROB
      (Whispering)
Remember why we're here. We need
a letter of marque and we need to
find the amulet.
                                                            

40.

                       KYLE
I'm not the one off mission -- you
can't keep your eyes off Ms.
Collins.
                                                            
                       ROB
Do you think she noticed?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Aye, Captain Obvious.
                                                            
They reach the door. The governor's assistant, MR. WINTERS,
looks at them then looks at his list.
                                                            
                       WINTERS
And you are?
                                                            
                       ROB
Captain Chase, and this is...
                                                            
Captain Pickford barges in front of Winters and gently grabs
Rob by the shoulder.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
These men are with me, Mr.
Winters.
                                                            
                       WINTERS
Very well, sir.
                                                            
 
INT. GOVERNOR'S PLANTATION ESTATE - NIGHT
                                                            
The ball is in full swing. Musicians PLAY as Port Royal's
finest line dance, 17th century style.

Pickford leads Rob and Kyle through the ornate mansion to a
sitting area off the main hall.
                                                            
Jane, on the other side of the room spies Rob and Kyle with
Pickford and a look of displeasure crosses her face.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
Sit down, enjoy.
                                                            
A servant offers wine. Kyle and Rob take a glass as does
Pickford.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
So, you're in need of a crew
and...
                                                            

41.

                       ROB
Yes.
                                                            
                       KYLE
And a comission from the governor.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
It just so happens, I may be of
service on both counts.
                                                            
                       ROB
I'm listening.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
If you are not opposed to a joint
venture, I offer my influence with
Governor Wallace. You need a
letter -- I need more firepower.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Go on.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
A grand opportunity to take French
merchants. Our two ships would be
nye unstoppable.
                                                            
                       KYLE
What's our cut?
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
Equal officer shares. I have
already taken the liberty of
recruiting. The docks will be
lined in the morning -- fine
sailors, one and all.
                                                            
                       KYLE
We're in.
                                                            
                       ROB
Give us a minute.
                                                            
Rob pulls Kyle aside for a private conference.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Here's our chance. We can't blow
this.
                                                            
                       ROB
What about the amulet?
                                                            

42.

                       KYLE
Go ask her. I got it last time.
                                                            
                       ROB
You stole it the last time. Don't
do that here.
                                                            
                       KYLE
So, we're in, right?
                                                            
                       ROB
All right. As long as we're back
here in two months.
                                                            
They walk back over to Pickford.
                                                            
                       ROB
We accept your offer. When do we
leave?
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
My ship is ready. As soon as we
have yours provisioned, we sail.
I'd say on the evening tide.
                                                            
Kyle raises his glass.
                                                            
                       KYLE
In the words of Julus Ceasar, we
came, we saw, we drank.
                                                            
                       ROB
He said that, when?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Actually...
                                                            
                       ROB
Kidding. I don't want to know.
                                                            
As they toast, Black Jack smiles at Pickford then quickly
exits.
                                                            
LATER - IN THE BALLROOM
                                                            
Rob strolls up to Jane who is momentarily alone while her
father chats with Governor WALLACE, 40's, powdered wig, a
fat peacock.
                                                            
The guests are lining up for a new dance as Rob walks up to
Jane.
                                                            

43.

                       JANE
I thought you'd never ask.
                                                            
Jane grabs Rob by the arm and leads him onto the dance
floor.
                                                            
                       ROB
But, I don't...
                                                            
                       JANE
      (Interrupting)
What is your business with
Pickford?
                                                            
The dance starts. Everyone bows and steps forward then
back. Rob stumbles as he tries to mimick the moves.
                                                            
                       ROB
He's agreed to speak to the
governor on our behalf if we sail
with him.
                                                            
                       JANE
You need help getting a letter of
marque?
                                                            
The dancers change direction and bow to the left. Rob is
out of sync. It's ugly.
                                                            
                       ROB
Yes. Captain Pickford...
                                                            
                       JANE
      (Interrupting)
Where did you learn to dance?
                                                            
                       ROB
I didn't.
                                                            
                       JANE
Pity. You are so skilled with a
blade, I took you for a gentleman.
                                                            
Jane grabs Rob by the arm and walks him over to where her
father and the Governor are talking. As they approach,
Black Jack whispers something in the Governor's ear then
walks away.
                                                            
                       JANE
Governor Wallace. This is Captain
Chase. That's his 40 gun frigate
in the bay and he needs a letter
of marque.
                                                            

44.

                       WALLACE
Done. See me in the morning. I'll
have it ready.
                                                            
Jane curtsies, turns around and walks away with Rob in tow.
                                                            
                       JANE
For 10% of your booty, that man
would give a letter to the captain
of a row boat. What else has
Pickford offered you?
                                                            
                       ROB
He's found us a crew.
                                                            
                       JANE
Found you a crew, has he? With
your ship, you'll have to throw a
few overboard.
                                                            
                       ROB
I see.
                                                            
                       JANE
What ever he's up to, it must be
big.
                                                            
                       ROB
I take it you know this man.
                                                            
                       JANE
He proposed once, but I declined.
                                                            
                       ROB
What, not gentleman enough for
you?
                                                            
                       JANE
What's a lady without standards?
                                                            
                       ROB
Is dancing one of your standards?
                                                            
                       JANE
Not in the slightest.
                                                            
Rob smiles. Kyle arrives and hand's Rob a tankard of rum.
Rob raises the tankard and begins to drink --
                                                            
                       KYLE
Have you asked her about the
amulet?
                                                            

45.

-- Rob chokes on his rum.
                                                            
                       ROB
No. (cough) I haven't.
                                                            
                       JANE
About what amulet?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Looks Mayan -- maybe Egyptian --
with a blue sapphire. Does that
ring a bell?
                                                            
                       JANE
I know of it. It's poxed, you
know.
                                                            
                       KYLE AND ROB
We know!
                                                            
Jane grabs Rob by the arm once more --
                                                            
                       JANE
Come with me.
                                                            
Jane leads them to a large double wooden door. She grabs
both handles and swings the doors open revealing the
portrait of her from the museum. It hangs on a wall in
front of the Governor's desk.
                                                            
GOVERNOR'S OFFICE
                                                            
Jane walks up to the painting and points at the amulet
around her neck.
                                                            
                       JANE
Is this what you seek?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Yes. Do you know where it is?
                                                            
                       JANE
I do, indeed. It is in this very
house -- locked away.
                                                            
                       ROB
It's not yours?
                                                            
                       JANE
      (To Rob)
No. It was offered as an
engagement present, but I was too
shallow to accept.
                                                            

46.

                       ROB
So, it belongs to Pickford?
                                                            
                       JANE
No. Wallace.
                                                            
                       ROB
The Governor?
                                                            
                       JANE
Yes.
                                                            
                       ROB
Is there anyone you know who
hasn't proposed?
                                                            
                       JANE
There was this lord in London.
                                                            
Rob shakes his head.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Do you think he'd sell it?
                                                            
                       JANE
If you have enough gold.
                                                            
                       KYLE
We're working on that.
                                                            
                       JANE
Why the keen interest, Captain
Chase?
                                                            
Rob looks at Kyle who's shaking his head no.
                                                            
                       KYLE
This one's yours.
                                                            
                       ROB
You wouldn't believe me if I told
you.
                                                            
                       JANE
Try me.
                                                            
                       ROB
Let's just say we're interested
more in its abilities than its
worth.
                                                            

47.

                       JANE
They say it will stop both sword
and musket ball. The governor
won't part with it for less than a
small fortune.
                                                            
                       KYLE
That is the plan.
                                                            
                       ROB
Tell the governor he has a buyer.
We'll be back in six weeks.
                                                            
LATER - GOVERNOR'S OFFICE
                                                            
Wallace sits at his desk. Black Jack stands in front of
him.
                                                            
                       WALLACE
You have your needed firepower.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Indeed, Governor. And once the
Fox is mine, you may address me as
Captain Jackson.
                                                            
                       WALLACE
Just bring me back that gold, and
I'll see to Pickford.
                                                            
                       COLLINS
What about Collins?
                                                            
                       WALLACE
Once I marry Jane, he'll have a
little accident.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
She'll never marry you.
                                                            
                       WALLACE
That's where you're wrong.
Remember, it's his ship that will
break peace with the Spanish -- if
she says no, I'll bring him up on
charges. Then, she'll agree.
                                                            
 
EXT. TYGRE - PORT ROYAL - NORTH DOCKS - DAY
                                                            
Able seamen load supplies and cannon onto the ship. On the
main deck, Rob and Kyle sit at a table with pen, paper, and
a small chest of coin. A line of sailors extends down the

48.

gangway and on to the dock.

At the table, TUBBS, 20's, presents a letter of
recommendation.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Name and skill?
                                                            
                       TUBBS
Theodore Tubbins, but everyone
calls me Tubbs. Experienced
gunner, sir.
                                                            
                       ROB
We have one spot left.
                                                            
                       TUBBS
I'll take it.
                                                            
An overweight MERCHANT steps aboard with a long bill of sale
and sets it on the table.
                                                            
Rob briefly looks it over and pulls coins from the box. It's
nearly empty.
                                                            
                       MERCHANT
Everything is aboard, Captain.
                                                            
                       ROB
Thank God, since that's the last
of my coin.
                                                            
                       MERCHANT
With this ship, you'll make it
back ten fold.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Told you.
                                                            
The merchant turns and walks off.

Kyle stands up and waves off the remainder of the queue.
                                                            
                       KYLE
That's it. Our ship's company is
full.
                                                            
The men in line GROAN and walk off. As they go, Black Jack
pushes his way on to the ship.
                                                            
Behind him, a young boy jumps aboard and walks up to Kyle.
Meet JACK RACKHAM, 10, future Hall of Fame Pirate.
                                                            

49.

                       JACK
Do you have room for one more?
                                                            
                       KYLE
We really don't need a cabin boy.
                                                            
                       JACK
Cabin boy? Why, I'm a powder
monkey, sir. There's no one
faster.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Don't you have a home -- parents?
                                                            
                       JACK
No, sir. I've been on one ship or
another since I was seven.
                                                            
                       KYLE
What's your name kid?
                                                            
                       JACK
Jack Rackham's my name. I need
but half a share.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Jack Rackham? Dude your famous --
well, not yet. But you will be.
                                                            
Kyle chuckles.
                                                            
                       JACK
Not sure what you mean, sir.
                                                            
                       KYLE
I guess you started somewhere. Go
below and see...
                                                            
                       JACK
Thank you, sir. On my way.
                                                            
Jack runs off.
                                                            
A SHORT TIME LATER ON THE WHEEL-DECK
                                                            
Rob watches the crew prepare the ship for launch.
                                                            
Black Jack struts across the main deck shouting orders.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
You two --
                                                            
Barking at two sailors tugging on a rope.
                                                            

50.

                       ROB
-- secure those swivel guns. Then
get the cannister below.
                                                            
Black Jack looks around and grimaces. He's not happy.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Mister Fly! Where is my
Quarter-Master?
                                                            
MR. FLY, late 20's, appears at a run and abruptly stops in
front of Black Jack.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
If you don't get this ship in
order, we'll miss the tide.
                                                            
                       MR. FLY
Right away, sir.
                                                            
Rob steps off the wheel-deck and confronts Black Jack.
                                                            
MAIN-DECK
                                                            
                       ROB
I'll give the orders, Mr. Jackson.
Carry on, Mr. Fly.
                                                            
                       MR. FLY
Aye, sir. The ship is nearly
ready.
                                                            
Mr. Fly runs off to continue his duties.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
If we're not out of the bay by
Sunset, Cap'n Pickford will piss
himself.
                                                            
                       ROB
Nonetheless -- you go through me.
                                                            
Rob suddenly turns his gaze away from Black Jack to the gang
plank. Black Jack wheels and both men watch as Jane waltzes
aboard, dressed in a white shirt and black doublet. A long
rapier dangles from her hip. She strolls up holding a
letter.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
And, what's this?
                                                            
Kyle walks up to the group as Jane hands Rob the letter.
                                                            

51.

                       JANE
Read it.
                                                            
Rob glances at the letter, then hands it to Kyle.
                                                            
                       ROB
      (To Jane)
You're to be the governor's agent?
                                                            
                       JANE
That's right. His eyes and ears.
                                                            
                       ROB
Fine by me. You can have my...
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
It won't do. Captain Pickford
will never allow a prudent woman
aboard.
                                                            
                       ROB
This is not Pickford's ship.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
She'll curse us.
                                                            
Black Jack puts his hand on the hilt of his sword. Just
then, Pickford steps aboard.
                                                            
Rob grabs the letter from Kyle, walks up and hands it to
Pickford. Before he reads it, he spots Jane.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
What's she doing here?
                                                            
Pickford skims the letter.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
I see.

(To Jane)
You sure have the old goat by the
bollocks.
                                                            
                       JANE
      (To Pickford)
I'm just here to see the "old
goat" gets his share -- and my
father.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
(To Jane)
That will be fine, Miss. Collins.
Just as long as you confine
            (MORE)

52.

                       PICKFORD (cont'd)
yourself to this ship.

(To Black Jack)
Return to the Fox Mr. Jackson.

(To Rob)
If we don't leave soon, there will
be no shares. Good Day Captain.
The tide is calling.
                                                            
                       ROB
Agreed.
                                                            
 
EXT. TYGRE - OPEN SEA - DAY
                                                            
Heading East, the Tygre trails the Fox out of Port Royal.
British ensigns adorn the top of both ships.

On the wheel-deck of the Tygre, Kyle holds course with Mr.
Fly on watch. Below on the main deck, Rob and Jane look out
to sea.
                                                            
                       JANE
It's a beautiful day, Captain
Chase.
                                                            
                       ROB
Indeed it is Miss. Collins. Were
you going to let me in on why
you're really here?
                                                            
                       JANE
Were you going to inform your crew
regarding your lack of seamanship?
Your friend seems to know what he
is doing, but you have lubber
written all over you.
                                                            
                       ROB
Is it that obvious?
                                                            
                       JANE
I'm afraid its worse. If every
one of your crew knows, rest
assured Captain Pickford and that
rat of a first mate are well
informed.
                                                            

53.

                       ROB
I'm an actor, not a sailor.
Apparently, not very good at
either.
                                                            
                       JANE
Worse than your dancing, I'm
afraid.
                                                            
Rob shrugs.
                                                            
                       JANE
As far as my presence -- I'm here
to protect my father's interest in
the Fox.
                                                            
                       ROB
How did you get the letter?
                                                            
                       JANE
A gentleman would not ask such
questions?
                                                            
                       ROB
You are bad.
                                                            
                       JANE
Let's just say I'm heavily
invested in the success of this
voyage.
                                                            
Back on the wheel-deck, Mr. Fly holds a spyglass to his eye,
then lowers it.
                                                            
                       MR. FLY
The Fox signals. They ask for a
meeting aboard the Tygre.
                                                            
                       KYLE
When?
                                                            
                       MR. FLY
There's a sheltered cove ahead. We
lay to there.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Tell them fine.
                                                            
 
INT. TYGRE - CAPTAIN'S QUARTERS - NIGHT
                                                            
Rob, Kyle and Jane sit at a table with a map of the
Caribbean. Pickford and Black Jack enter the cabin.
                                                            

54.

                       BLACK JACK
Why is she here?
                                                            
                       ROB
It's her cabin.
                                                            
Pickford shakes his head.
                                                            
                       JANE
Have you forgotten, my father owns
your ship.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
She can stay. Let's get down to
business.
                                                            
                       ROB
Let's.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
First, there's not enough profit
in taking French merchants.

(To Rob)
Secondly, I don't know how you
came upon this ship, but you, sir,
are no sea captain.
                                                            
Kyle begins to rise. Black Jack fondles his dagger as Rob
gently pushes Kyle back into his chair.
                                                            
                       ROB
(To Kyle)
Let him finish.

(To Pickford)
Go on.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
I have good word the largest gold
shipment ever to come out of
Panama will arrive in Havanna in
two weeks time. It will travel by
land from the South.
                                                            
                       JANE
That's piracy!
                                                            
                       KYLE
How large?
                                                            

55.

                       JANE
What about reprisals? The Spanish
will be furious.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Seriously -- how large?
                                                            
                       JANE
It could start a war.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
Who's to say the alliance still
exists?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Come on.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
      (To Kyle)
More than you could spend in a
lifetime -- divided.
                                                            
                       ROB
What are our options?
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
Considering most of your crew are
actually my crew -- you have but
two choices.

I could leave you on a spit of
sand with a bottle of water and a
pistol --
                                                            
                       JANE
You wouldn't.
                                                            
Ignoring Jane.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
-- Or, you continue your charade
as Captain, which I will allow,
and retire filthy rich.
                                                            
                       KYLE
I'm in.
                                                            
                       JANE
I'll not have it.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
You don't have a vote.
                                                            

56.

                       PICKFORD
      (To Rob)
Mr. Collins will receive an
investor's share. That will
silence her complaints. Just keep
her out of my way.
                                                            
                       ROB
All Right. I will play my role.
But, we part ways at the first
opportunity.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Excellent!
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
It's settled, then. We head North
by West at Sunrise -- absent
English colors.
                                                            
 
EXT. TYGRE AND FOX - OPEN SEA - DAY
                                                            
SUPER - NORTHERN COAST OF CUBA
                                                            
The Fox and Tygre head West toward Havanna flying Dutch
Colors.

In the distance -- a sail appears.
                                                            
 
EXT. FOX - OPEN SEA - DAY
                                                            
In the rigging, a YOUNG SAILOR holds a spyglass to his eye.
                                                            
                       YOUNG SAILOR
      (Yelling)
It's Spanish -- A War Galleon.
                                                            
On the wheel-deck, Pickford raises his spyglass and watches
the approach of the Spanish Warship. Black Jack appears.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
It's Don Francisco.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
Isn't he the one who...
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Yes --
                                                            
He points to his left cheek where we see a nasty scar.
                                                            

57.

                       BLACK JACK
-- I've been waitin' a long time.
                                                            
Pickford smiles.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
Shall we test the strength of our
fleet?
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Those two lubbers won't last five
minutes once the action starts.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
Would you care to make a wager?
                                                            
 
EXT. TYGRE - OPEN SEA - DAY
                                                            
The Fox signals. Mr. Fly lowers the spyglass and turns to
Rob.
                                                            
                       MR. FLY
Pickford means to ambush that
Galleon.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Hell yeah.
                                                            
                       MR. FLY
We wait for the signal.
                                                            
                       ROB
      (Whispers to Kyle)
What now?
                                                            
Mr. Fly runs off.
                                                            
                       KYLE
I'll see to the gun crews -- you
stay put until we board. Then, go
show them why you're the captain.
                                                            
                       ROB
We're not in a movie.
                                                            
                       KYLE
I know. It's so much better.
                                                            
Rob shakes his head as Kyle runs off.
                                                            
                       ROB
At least wear some armor.
                                                            

58.

On the gun deck, crews diligently prep for battle. Tubbs
and Jack work feverishly at their station. Jack is as quick
as he boasts. Tubbs watches in amazement.
                                                            
                       TUBBS
You're quite the rabbit, young
Jack. Just stay clear when I
light the fuse.
                                                            
                       JACK
No worries, Tubbsy. It's not my
first pony ride.
                                                            
Kyle marches through the gun deck wearing a breast plate and
carrying two jugs of rum. At each station, he offers a
drink.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Two swigs only. I need you steady
-- not drunk.
                                                            
Tubbs and Jack stand bye as Kyle approaches.
                                                            
                       KYLE
      (To Tubbs)
None for him, he's only ten?
                                                            
                       JACK
I could die today -- with never a
taste of rum or the pleasures of
life.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Awe, hell -- go ahead. I already
know how you turn out.
                                                            
Tubbs passes the jug to Jack who takes a big swig, then
another. He smiles.
                                                            
                       JACK
Not bad. Lacking a bit o' spice,
but it'll do.
                                                            
Jack starts to take another swig. Kyle yanks the jug out of
his hands.
                                                            
                       KYLE
That's enough, Jack.
                                                            
Jane scampers up the stairs and over to Rob on the
wheel-deck.
                                                            

59.

Off the port side, the Galleon looms. Ahead, the Fox makes
a starboard tack.
                                                            
                       JANE
Is it true? Are we attacking that
galleon?
                                                            
                       ROB
Yes. As soon as Pickford signals.
                                                            
                       JANE
Then, take this.
                                                            
Jane pulls out a pouch and retrieves -- The Amulet. It's
already glowing.
                                                            
                       ROB
How'd you get it?
                                                            
                       JANE
As I've stated...
                                                            
                       ROB
Wallace! We have a name for that
where I come from.
                                                            
                       JANE
Just take it. It may save your
life.
                                                            
                       ROB
I can handle a sword.
                                                            
                       JANE
Can you stop a musket ball with
your teeth?
                                                            
                       ROB
Of course not.
                                                            
                       JANE
It's settled, then.
                                                            
Mr. Fly taps Rob on the shoulder.
                                                            
                       MR. FLY
The signal.
                                                            
                       ROB
      (Shouting)
Prepare to fire.
                                                            
 

60.

EXT. FOX - OPEN SEA - DAY
                                                            
Suddenly, the Fox tacks hard to port, heading for the T on
the Spanish ship as a black flag with a red skull is hoisted
to the top of the mast.
                                                            
 
EXT. TYGRE - OPEN SEA - DAY
                                                            
MR. DUDLEY, 30's, maneuvers the ship into combat.
                                                            
                       ROB
      (Shouting)
Show our true colors Mr. Fly
                                                            
Jane shoves the amulet into Rob's pouch then cinches it up.
Rob flashes a disapproving look, but acquiesces.
                                                            
A black flag with a red devil runs up the mast.
                                                            
                       ROB
      (To Jane)
Go below -- it's not safe here.
                                                            
                       JANE
There's no place safe from cannon,
Captain Chase.
                                                            
                       DUDLEY
      (To Rob)
On my mark, give the order to
fire.
                                                            
The Fox opens fire on the Spanish ship, out of position to
effectively defend itself.

Multiple cannon balls RIP into the hull and rigging. A
single stern gun returns FIRE and misses the Fox.

In The Fox's wake, the Tygre moves in for a broadside.
                                                            
Next to Tubbs and Jack, Kyle peers through an open port,
waiting for the moment.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Ready -- Steady.
                                                            
On the wheel deck, Rob's eyes dart between Dudley and the
galleon.
                                                            
                       DUDLEY
Give the order -- now, captain.
                                                            

61.

                       ROB
Fire.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Fire -- Now -- Fire.
                                                            
Tubbs and the other crews light the fuses. The cannons
BOOM. The recoil rocks the Tygre as smoke billows,
obscuring the view. The cannon balls TEAR into the Spanish
ship.
                                                            
 
EXT. SPANISH GALLEON - OPEN SEA - DAY
                                                            
Cannon balls RIP through the outer bulkheads sending shards
of wood flying across the decks. Guns are BLASTED from
their stations. Masts fall to the decks.
                                                            
                       DON FRANCISCO
Prepare to fire.
                                                            
The ship is finally ready with it's guns aimed at the Fox.
                                                            
The Tygre closes on the galleon.
                                                            
                       DON FRANCISCO
Fire.
                                                            
The Spanish Galleon launches a weak broadside with the
remaining guns.
                                                            
 
EXT. FOX - OPEN SEA - DAY
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
They're ripe for boarding,
Captain.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
Let the Tygre go first. Say five
minutes before we join in.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
That may satisfy our wager. But,
Francisco's mine.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
Inform the crew, he's not to be
touched.
                                                            
 

62.

EXT. TYGRE/SPANISH GALLEON - DAY
                                                            
The Spanish ship's main mast lies broken with it's rigging
on the deck -- sails shredded. The Tygre runs along side.
Muskets BLAST, deck guns BOOM and pirates ROAR as they ready
for boarding.
                                                            
Kyle runs up to Rob on the wheel-deck.
                                                            
                       KYLE
This is it. Are you ready?
                                                            
                       ROB
Ready or not.

(Shouting)
Boarding party -- take that ship!
                                                            
The Tygre crashes into the side of the Spanish Galleon.
Boarding hooks from the Tygre pull the two ships together.

The crew of the Tygre launches the attack, jumping and
swinging onto the decks of the Spanish Galleon. Kyle and
Rob leap aboard.

With sword and dagger ready, Jane remains steadfast on the
wheel-deck of the Tygre. A look of frustration.

On the main-deck of the Galleon, it's mayhem. Kyle seems
quite at ease in the midst of the battle, wielding his sword
like a seasoned veteran.

Rob dispatches several Spaniards then spots the Captain on
the bridge. He instinctively goes after him.
                                                            
Young Jack and Tubbs jump into the fray. Kyle spots Jack.
                                                            
                       KYLE
      (To Jack)
What are you doing here?
                                                            
                       JACK
My duty, Mr. Porter.
                                                            
A Spanish sailor slashes at Kyle. As he's doing so, Jack
stabs the man in the foot, distracting him enough for Kyle
to get the drop and crack him in the head, knocking him over
the rail.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Get back to the Tygre.
                                                            

63.

Just then, another Spaniard takes aim at Kyle when a shot
rings out. The man falls over.

There's Jack, holding a smoking pistol and grinning.
                                                            
                       JACK
It might be safer for you if I
stay.
                                                            
The crew of The Fox enters the fray. Black Jack, with two
cutlasses in hand, slashes, kicks and punches his way across
the ship. Two sailors come face to face with him and jump
overboard.
                                                            
Back on the Tygre, Jane has lost patience and joins the
fight. She jumps aboard. She spots Rob on the wheel-deck.
Her skill is impressive as she fights her way across the
ship.
                                                            
On the wheel-deck, Rob engages Don Francisco in single
combat, just like in the opening scene. Only this time, it's
different.
                                                            
                       ROB
Surrender your ship -- the battle
is lost.
                                                            
                       SPANISH CAPTAIN
You're English -- I should have
known.
                                                            
The Spaniard foolishly attacks with a thrust to Rob's face,
but Rob deftly parries with his dagger and steps in with his
rapier, piercing the Captain through the heart. The Spaniard
sinks to his knees and dies instantly.
                                                            
                       ROB
Damn!
                                                            
As it happens, Jane reaches the wheel-deck. After seeing
their leader fall, like dominoes, the Spaniards lay down
their arms.

A loud cheer erupts amongst the pirate crew. They all see
Rob atop the Bridge with the Spanish Captain dead at his
feet.
                                                            
                       JANE
Nice work.
                                                            

64.

A SHORT TIME LATER
                                                            
Black Jack arrives on the Bridge and sees the dead Spanish
Captain. He's livid.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Bloody hell. I gave orders not to
touch him.
                                                            
                       ROB
I thought we went over that.
                                                            
Just then, Pickford arrives.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
I see Francisco's met his end.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Not by my hand. The lubber beat
me to him.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
(To Black Jack)
Pay up you Blaguered.
                                                            
Black Jack tosses Pickford a gold doubloon.
                                                            
Pickford laughs. This makes Black Jack even madder.
                                                            
                       ROB
I seem to have missed the joke.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
Not only did you survive the
fight, you defeated the man who
gave him that scar.
                                                            
                       ROB
It was not my intention. He
lunged. I blocked. The riposte
just happened.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
I'll not forget this slight,
lubber.
                                                            
Black Jack storms off.
                                                            
Pickford laughs.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
He'll get over it.
                                                            
 

65.

EXT. TYGRE - OPEN SEA - DAY
                                                            
A sudden BLAST -- what's left of the galleon is obliterated.
In the distance, Spanish sailors swim to shore.
                                                            
 
EXT. FOX - OPEN SEA - DAY
                                                            
Pickford watches the destroyed ship from the bridge of the
Fox as he sails away.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
Well done, Mr. Jackson. Now, set
a course West. We've little time
to waste.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Aye, Cap'n.
                                                            
 
INT. TYGRE - CAPTAIN'S QUARTERS - DAY
                                                            
Several KNOCKS at the door.
                                                            
Jane sits at the table, sharpening her sword.
                                                            
                       JANE
Come in.
                                                            
Rob enters with amulet in hand.
                                                            
                       JANE
I told you it would protect.
                                                            
                       ROB
It never got its chance. Not a
bullet nor blade came near me.
                                                            
Rob sets the piece down in front of her.
                                                            
                       JANE
Well, it would have.
                                                            
                       ROB
Maybe. But, you fought without
its benefit. That I cannot have.
Take it back.
                                                            
                       JANE
Don't you need it?
                                                            
Rob pushes it towards Jane.
                                                            

66.

                       ROB
Not for this purpose.
                                                            
Kyle knocks on the door then walks right in. He sees the
amulet.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Right on. Now, we can keep all
the swag we find.
                                                            
                       ROB
It belongs to Miss Collins.
                                                            
                       KYLE
I thought it belonged to Wallace.
                                                            
                       JANE
Let's just say, it's on loan.
                                                            
                       ROB
But, you said...
                                                            
                       JANE
      (Interrupting)
You still haven't told me why you
need it.
                                                            
                       ROB
It's complicated.
                                                            
                       JANE
If not to protect, then what?
                                                            
                       KYLE
You won't believe us.
                                                            
                       JANE
Go on.
                                                            
                       ROB
The amulet is more than a shield.
It can transport you completely
out of danger if things go badly.
                                                            
                       JANE
It just picks you up and tosses
you to safety. Is that it?
                                                            
                       ROB
Not exactly. More like it sends
you somewhere, but you don't
actually move.
                                                            

67.

                       JANE
Enough with the riddles.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Just tell her.
                                                            
                       ROB
All right, all right. It sends
you back in time. And, hopefully
forward again. That's how we got
here.
                                                            
                       JANE
So, you're from another time are
you?
                                                            
                       ROB
Yes.
                                                            
                       JANE
Really? And, this --
                                                            
Jane picks up the amulet.
                                                            
                       JANE
-- will send you back.
                                                            
                       ROB
Yes. But, it's not that easy.
                                                            
                       KYLE
It takes something major, like an
earthquake or tidal wave to
trigger it. We don't really know.
                                                            
                       JANE
Maybe a volcano -- or perhaps a
comet.
                                                            
                       ROB
Like I said...
                                                            
                       JANE
Did I mention I was the Queen of
England. You really should bow in
my presence.
                                                            
 
EXT. FOX AND TYGRE - OPEN SEA - DAY
                                                            
The two ships sail along the Cuban coast.
                                                            
 

68.

EXT. FOX - OFF BUCCANEER BAY - DAY
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
      (To the helmsman)
Lay to just ahead --
                                                            
Pointing to a small inlet.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
-- Buccaneer Bay. We go inland
from there.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
      (To Black Jack)
Signal the Tygre Mr. Jackson.
                                                            
 
EXT. FOX AND TYGRE - BUCCANEER BAY - DAY
                                                            
The two ships rest peacefully in the quiet waters of the bay
-- beyond, dense jungle.
                                                            
 
INT. FOX - CAPTAIN'S QUARTERS - NIGHT
                                                            
Rob, Kyle and Jane walk through the door of Pickford's
cabin. Inside, we find Pickford, Black Jack and Colonel
SANCHEZ, 30's, Spanish soldier of fortune, looking at a map
of Cuba.

A close-up tells us Buccaneer Bay is just to the West of
Havanna.
                                                            
Pickford eyes Jane.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
I thought we agreed she would
remain on the Tygre.
                                                            
                       ROB
Miss Collins insisted.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
You may want to familiarize her
with maritime law.
                                                            
                       KYLE
      (Whispering to Rob)
He means you're in-charge.
                                                            
                       ROB
I know what he means.
                                                            

69.

                       PICKFORD
This is Colonel Sanchez.
                                                            
Sanchez nods and returns his attention to the map.
                                                            
                       ROB
You never mentioned a partner?
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
He's our guide.
                                                            
                       SANCHEZ
(Pointing at the Map)
As you can see, we are here.

(Pointing to another spot)
The gold train must travel through
here.
                                                            
                       ROB
How well guarded?
                                                            
                       SANCHEZ
Maybe 300 soldiers. Our trap
should more than suffice.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
      (To Rob)
My men will attack from the high
ground. And, you and your men
will be the anvil.
                                                            
                       SANCHEZ
Once they are routed, we pick-up
the gold and head for the coast.
                                                            
                       JANE
The gold will slow you down. Who
will guard your rear as you flee?
                                                            
                       KYLE
We'll take the rear. I know how
to slow them down if they follow.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
Without doubt, they will.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Not if we kill them all.
                                                            
The group laughs.
                                                            
 

70.

EXT. TYGRE - BUCCANEER BAY - DAY
                                                            
The men stand in formation. Two sailors work diligently
strapping Tubbs to the mast. He struggles but is
overpowered.
                                                            
Dudley cracks a cat o' nine tails. Tubbs looks back and
cringes.
                                                            
 
INT. TYGRE - OFFICERS QUARTERS - DAY
                                                            
Below deck, Kyle sleeps. A KNOCK on the door. It swings
open. Standing in the doorway is young Jack Rackham. He's
panicked.
                                                            
                       JACK
They're about to flog Tubbs, sir.
                                                            
Kyle sits up and shakes the cobwebs.
                                                            
                       KYLE
They're what?
                                                            
                       JACK
Givin' Tubbs a taste o' the cat.
                                                            
Kyle throws his clothes on.
                                                            
                       KYLE
What did he do?
                                                            
                       JACK
Black Jack claims he was
hornswaggled. But, he wasn't. I
was there.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Mr. Jackson's a slow learner. Have
you alerted the captain?
                                                            
                       JACK
He's not on board, sir.
                                                            
 
EXT. TYGRE - BUCCANEER BAY - DAY
                                                            
Kyle emerges from below with Jack on his heels. Kyle rushes
toward the assembly.
                                                            
                       DUDLEY
      (To the Crew)
...has been found in violation of
articles and will receive 40
            (MORE)

71.

                       DUDLEY (cont'd)
lashes. Sentence to be carried
out forthwith.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Belay that, Mr. Dudley.
                                                            
                       DUDLEY
I can't. Black Jack's orders.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Black Jack can kiss my ass.
                                                            
Kyle charges toward Dudley.
                                                            
Jane appears on the bridge and gasps.
                                                            
                       JANE
What has this man done?
                                                            
                       DUDLEY
He's a cheat, Miss Collins.
                                                            
                       JACK
      (Yelling from the
       back)
He is not.
                                                            
Kyle grabs the whip and yanks it from Dudley's hand. Dudley
attempts to draw his cutlass, but Kyle is too quick. He
grabs Dudley's wrist and collar then throws him on the deck,
wrenching the sword from his hand.
                                                            
                       KYLE
That's called Judo. Bet you never
heard of it. If you get up,
you'll see some more.
                                                            
Dudley stays down. Just then, Pickford, Black Jack and Rob
arrive.
                                                            
                       ROB
What's all this?
                                                            
                       KYLE
They're about to flog Tubbs for
cheating at cards.
                                                            
                       ROB
Who's his accuser?
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
I'm the one burned.
                                                            

72.

Rob addresses Black Jack.
                                                            
                       ROB
When was the last time you lost at
cards?
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
It must have been... (Beat)
                                                            
                       ROB
That long was it?
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Quite a long while if memory
serves.
                                                            
                       ROB
And, Tubbs beat you, so he must
have cheated, right?
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Precisely.
                                                            
                       ROB
      (To the crew)
Cut him loose. There will be no
flogging on my ship.
                                                            
The crew CHEERS!
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Leave him tied or take his place.
                                                            
Black Jack yanks his cutlass from its sheath. Rob steps
back as everyone around them clears the deck.
                                                            
                       ROB
What say you Pickford?
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
I say if you want to be Captain,
defend your position.
                                                            
                       ROB
That suits me fine.
                                                            
Rob draws his rapier and pulls out a dagger. Black Jack
draws his second cutlass.
                                                            
                       ROB
      (To Black Jack)
You feel that strongly, do you?
                                                            

73.

                       BLACK JACK
Your blood or his, Mr. Chase. You
decide.
                                                            
                       ROB
Are you up for a wager? Your skill
against mine.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
I'm all ears, mate. Name your
terms.
                                                            
                       ROB
First Blood. If I wound you, Tubbs
goes free and the matter is
settled. If you prevail, I'll
take his place -- and the lashes.
Agreed?
                                                            
Tubbs looks up. The crew GASPS.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
First blood it is.
                                                            
Black Jack comes on guard. Rob drops into a low ward with
dagger held high.
                                                            
                       JANE
You can stop this, Pickford.
                                                            
Jack grabs Kyle's arm.
                                                            
                       JACK
      (To Kyle)
Why do they call him Black Jack?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Probably because of his
black-hearted ways, lad.
                                                            
                       JACK
I need a nickname.
                                                            
Black Jack advances with sword tips up -- Rob retreats.
Another advance -- another retreat.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Stand and fight, lubber.
                                                            
                       ROB
It's called measure. Get used to
it.
                                                            

74.

Irritated, Black Jack attempts a rush but Rob stops him with
a surprise thrust to the wrist. Blood trickles from the
wound.
                                                            
                       KYLE
First blood. It's done.
                                                            
Black Jack looks at his wrist.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
That's not a wound.
                                                            
                       JANE
      (Calling Out)
Pickford.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
It's between them.
                                                            
Black Jack charges with a flurry of slashes. Rob back
peddles then jumps out of the way.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Run away, lassie.
                                                            
Black Jack redoubles his efforts but Rob is too quick and
strikes him in the shoulder. Blood trickles down the front
of Black Jack's shirt but he doesn't even notice the wound.
                                                            
                       ROB
How many times must I hit you?
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
That pin prick?
                                                            
                       ROB
Have it your way.
                                                            
Another charge from Black Jack has Rob against the rail.
With no where to go, Rob parries a slash with his dagger and
clubs his foe in the temple with the hilt of his sword.
Black Jack goes down, face first into the deck.

He's out cold.
                                                            
A mix of LAUGHTER and CHEERS from the crew. Kyle smiles as
Jack jumps up and down for joy.

Jane lets out a sigh of relief. Even Pickford is smiling.
                                                            
                       ROB
Cut Tubbs loose. Now, Mr. Dudley.
                                                            

75.

                       DUDLEY
Right away, sir.
                                                            
                       ROB
      (To Mr. Fly)
And get that piece of crap off my
ship.
                                                            
Mr. Fly motions to a couple sailors who pick Black Jack up
and carry him away.

Rob walks up to Pickford.
                                                            
                       ROB
Are you satisfied?
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
He needed the lesson. And, now
you have the respect of your crew.
                                                            
 
INT. TYGRE - OFFICERS QUARTERS - DAY
                                                            
Rob gathers his things for the two day march. Jane appears
in the doorway, armed and carrying a satchel over her
shoulder. Rob looks up and sees her, ready to go.
                                                            
                       ROB
You're not going with us?
                                                            
                       JANE
In fact, I am.
                                                            
                       ROB
I'm the captain of this ship.
And...
                                                            
                       JANE
      (Interrupting)
Not once I'm on land.
                                                            
                       ROB
It's too dangerous.
                                                            
                       JANE
You forget. I have the amulet.
                                                            
                       ROB
I have not forgotten.
                                                            

76.

                       JANE
Which means I'm really in no
danger at all. Besides, you'll
miss me.
                                                            
                       ROB
Yes. I mean -- you do this every
time.
                                                            
                       JANE
You may want to get used to it.
                                                            
 
EXT. JUNGLE - NORTH COAST OF CUBA - DAY
                                                            
Pickford's men march into the jungle as Rob, Jane and Kyle
wait at the side of the trail with their crew.

Black Jack, with bandaged head, marches past and glares at
Rob.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Your clock is tickin' lubber.
                                                            
Rob smiles at Black Jack as he walks away.
                                                            
                       KYLE
He's quite the sore loser.
                                                            
                       ROB
Ya think.
                                                            
Next, Pickford marches by, spots Jane and chuckles.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
I see you've settled who's in
charge.
                                                            
                       ROB
Excuse me.
                                                            
                       KYLE
He means...
                                                            
                       ROB
I know. You don't have to say it.
                                                            
 
EXT. JUNGLE - DAY
                                                            
The pirates follow a well beaten trail. They cross a wooden
rope bridge. They stop at a vista.
                                                            

77.

Pickford and Sanchez look out over a narrow river valley
clear of jungle. A stream and a trail run down the center.
                                                            
                       SANCHEZ
This is the place.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
Most excellent. We set the trap
here.
                                                            
SUPER - TWO DAYS LATER
                                                            
On the ridge, Pickford's men form a line the length of the
valley.

In the jungle on the near side, Rob's men wait with swords
in hand.
                                                            
                       KYLE
How much longer?
                                                            
Kyle smacks a mosquito drinking from his neck.
                                                            
                       ROB
Not quite the life, is it?
                                                            
The first unit of Spaniards appear on the far side and march
up the valley.

A sharply dressed officer leads them. Colonel GARCIA, 30's,
in a fancy uniform rides on horseback at the head of the
column.

Behind them, a column of pack mules appear.

The pirates keep their heads down, silent.

A spyglass view of the moving column. Pickford lowers the
instrument and turns to Sanchez.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
That's him. Colonel Garcia.
                                                            
Sanchez raises his own spyglass.
                                                            
                       SANCHEZ
He's a scoundrel. It will be my
pleasure to kill him.
                                                            
The end of the gold train enters the valley. Twenty chests
filled with gold, a vast fortune. Pickford lowers his
spyglass and turns to Sanchez.
                                                            

78.

                       PICKFORD
That's the last of them. Spring
the trap.
                                                            
On the far side of the valley, BOOM. Several trees fall
onto the trail blocking any escape.

The entire line on the ridge fires at the Spaniards. Musket
balls RIP into the Spanish formations. Soldiers fall. Mules
panic and run, dragging their handlers with them.
                                                            
                       GARCIA
Get to the far side, hurry.
                                                            
Motioning with his sword, Garcia urges his troops forward,
right into Rob's ambush.
                                                            
Kyle looks at Rob as the Spaniards rush towards them.
                                                            
                       KYLE
This is it.
                                                            
                       ROB
      (Shouting)
Attack!
                                                            
Rob's crew pounces on the Spanish soldiers, cutting them
down as they enter the jungle. As soldiers flee, panic
spreads and the entire column reverses direction.

Jane stays out of the fight until a Spaniard rushes her. She
side steps his charge and hamstrings him as he passes.
                                                            
Seeing Jane in trouble, Rob quickly dispatches his foe and
runs to assist. By the time he gets there, her opponent is
already down.
                                                            
Jane looks at Rob, ignoring the man on the ground for just a
moment.
                                                            
                       JANE
You see. I told you not to worry.
                                                            
Now, on his knees, the Spaniard pulls a dagger and hurls it
at Jane. Rob sees it, but not in time.
                                                            
                       ROB
Jane.
                                                            
She turns. The dagger flies. A bright flash from the
amulet. The dagger falls harmlessly to the ground, stopped.
Rob runs past her and cuts the man down then quickly runs
back to Jane, standing motionless and shocked.
                                                            

79.

                       JANE
My God. It worked.
                                                            
                       ROB
And, you're still here.
                                                            
                       JANE
Of course.
                                                            
                       ROB
Just don't push it. You could
wake up in the middle of the Cuban
revolution.
                                                            
                       JANE
The Cuban what?
                                                            
                       ROB
Never mind.
                                                            
In the valley, Garcia's situation is hopeless.
                                                            
                       GARCIA
It's a trap. Get to the jungle.
Let's go.
                                                            
Pickford spots Garcia calling for a retreat.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
It's time. We finish them off.
                                                            
Pickford's men charge down the hill as Rob's men move up the
valley. It's over. The defeated Spanish scramble into the
jungle up the far side of the valley.
                                                            
Rob and Kyle continue the pursuit of the fleeing soldiers.
Colonel Garcia avoids capture and disappears into the bush.
                                                            
A SHORT TIME LATER
                                                            
The Pirate forces regroup as Pickford's men round up the
mules.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
Let's go. Get those mules moving.
                                                            
Rob and Kyle meet up with Pickford and Sanchez.
                                                            
                       KYLE
We've done it. The gold is ours.
                                                            

80.

                       SANCHEZ
Garcia escaped with a large number
of men. He will come after us.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
Buy us time, Captain Chase. I'll
see you back at the ship.
                                                            
                       ROB
If they counter attack, we'll be
ready.
                                                            
 
EXT. JUNGLE - NIGHT
                                                            
Pickford's men and the gold march toward the ship.
                                                            
 
EXT. JUNGLE - DAY
                                                            
With only a few muskets, the rear guard waits for the
pursuing Spanish at a river crossing. As they exit the
jungle, Rob's men open fire then make a hasty withdrawal.

Two of the Spaniards fall, the rest momentarily retreat into
the bush.

A SHORT TIME LATER

The Spaniards cautiously cross the river.
                                                            
                       GARCIA
Let's go. We can't let them
escape.
                                                            
As they enter the jungle, BOOM! Spaniards fly away from the
explosion. The rest run back across the river.

In the Jungle, Rob and Kyle look at each other then run up
the trail.
                                                            
 
EXT. JUNGLE - HILLTOP NEAR THE COAST - DAY
                                                            
Rob, Jane and Kyle stop for a moment. Ahead of them, face
down in the trail, a body. Rob jogs up. It's Sanchez. A
dirk protrudes from the back of his neck. A playing card is
pasted to the wound.
                                                            
                       ROB
It's Sanchez.
                                                            

81.

                       JANE
It would appear he served his
purpose.
                                                            
Rob retrieves the weapon and yanks the card from the blade.
He turns the card around, revealing a Jack of Spades.
                                                            
                       ROB
Is this how Pickford treats his
partners?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Looks like Black Jack's work.
                                                            
                       JANE
We should hurry.
                                                            
 
EXT. BUCANEERS BAY - DAY
                                                            
The rear guard emerges from the jungle and suddenly stops --
surprised.

In the bay, the Fox lies anchored. The Tygre is gone.
Several boats make their way to the ship with a handful
remaining on the beach.
                                                            
                       ROB
Quickly, now. To the boats.
They're right behind us.
                                                            
                       KYLE
That son of a bitch stole our
ship.
                                                            
                       JANE
And, this is a surprise?
                                                            
                       ROB
There must be a reason, Let's get
to the Fox.
                                                            
As the rear guard pushes the boats into the surf, Spanish
soldiers emerge from the jungle. Musket balls fly. Spanish
soldiers run toward them.

Several more muskets fire from the beach in a last ditch
effort to stop the escaping pirates. In the boats, Rob and
Kyle row to safety with Jane in the back. The amulet is
glowing.

A Spaniard on shore takes aim and fires. The ball travels
through the air. Jane is the target. It hits her square in

82.

the back. Again, the amulet saves her and the ball bounces
into the water doing no harm.
                                                            
                       ROB
Are you o.k?
                                                            
                       JANE
Yes. I guess it's not so cursed.
                                                            
                       ROB
On the contrary. It's our ticket
home.
                                                            
Three boats move out of range as cannons from the Fox fire
on the Spanish, still on the beach. The soldiers run for
cover as cannon balls explode.
                                                            
                       JANE
What do you mean our ticket?
                                                            
                       KYLE
When the big one hits Port Royal,
the amulet will send us home --
rich.
                                                            
                       JANE
Big one?
                                                            
                       ROB
In seventeen days, a giant
earthquake will destroy Port
Royal. Most of the city will no
longer exist.
                                                            
                       JANE
How do you know this?
                                                            
                       KYLE
I'm a history teacher.
                                                            
                       ROB
We really are from another time.
                                                            
                       JANE
If you know all this -- then, what
happens to me? My father?
                                                            
                       ROB
History doesn't tell us. We found
the painting of you in a museum.
That's how we knew about the
amulet.
                                                            

83.

                       JANE
I see. So it has always been
about the amulet?
                                                            
                       ROB
Yes. I mean no. At first, maybe.
But, not now.
                                                            
                       JANE
Fine. Take it.
                                                            
She begins to take it off. Rob stays her hand.
                                                            
                       ROB
No. I want you to come with me.
Us.
                                                            
They're almost to the ship.
                                                            
                       JANE
I can't. My father.
                                                            
                       ROB
But do you want to?
                                                            
They're at the ship. Jane looks back as she climbs aboard
but says nothing.
                                                            
 
EXT. FOX - BUCCANEER BAY - DAY
                                                            
As Rob and Kyle climb over the rail, the ship's company is
assembled on the main deck with Black Jack on the Bridge.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Welcome aboard the Fox, Mr. Chase.
                                                            
                       ROB
Where is my ship?
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Seems there's been a
redistribution of duties since you
were last aboard. Commodore
Pickford is now in command of the
Tygre by election of the crew.
                                                            
                       ROB
The Tygre sails under the
authority of Governor Wallace and
a letter of marque granted me.
                                                            

84.

                       PICKFORD
You mean the letter authorizing
you to take French Prizes. It
flew out the port hole once you
turned pirate.
                                                            
                       ROB
Pirate?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Technically, once we attacked the
Spanish...
                                                            
                       ROB
(To Kyle)
You're not helping.

(To Black Jack)
I guess we're pirates. But, still
due our share. Where's the gold?
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
That's between you and Pickford.
And as requested, we'll be parting
company at the first opportunity,
despite my desire to slit you from
bow to stern.
                                                            
                       ROB
You mean to maroon us?
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Your own private island as it
were.
                                                            
                       JANE
Governor Wallace won't stand for
this.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
He'll care not as long as I return
you safely. As for them --

(To Mr. Fly)
-- take 'em below and lock 'em in
the brig.
                                                            
Two sailors hold Jane by the arms. Black Jack grabs the
pouch on her belt. It's glowing. He cuts the ties with his
dagger and smiles.
                                                            

85.

                       BLACK JACK
I'll be returning this to its
rightful owner.
                                                            
 
INT. FOX - BRIG - NIGHT
                                                            
Kyle and Rob sit on the floor of a cramped cell in the brig
of the Fox.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Do you think they'll give us a
bottle of rum?
                                                            
                       ROB
Really? Really, dude -- that's
what you're worried about?
                                                            
                       KYLE
All right. I'm sorry. I know I
got you into this.
                                                            
                       ROB
We're gonna die of thirst, you
know.
                                                            
A door CLOSES and the sound of running feet PATTER in the
dimly lit corridor. On the other side of the bars, a small
face appears. It's young Jack Rackham.
                                                            
                       JACK
Sir -- the captain means to maroon
you on the sand tomorrow. I heard
him talking.
                                                            
                       ROB
Thank you, son.
                                                            
                       JACK
The crew is behind you, sir.
                                                            
                       ROB
As much as I...
                                                            
                       JACK
Wait, sir. You can demand a vote.
                                                            
                       KYLE
He's right. If you ask for an
election, he can't refuse.
                                                            
                       ROB
It's what he wants.
                                                            

86.

                       JACK
You'll take him, sir. He fights
like a bull.
                                                            
                       ROB
He has the amulet. I can't hurt
him.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Then don't. I mean, don't even
try to hit him. The amulet will
know.
                                                            
                       ROB
That's your plan?
                                                            
 
EXT. FOX - OFF NAVASSA - DAY
                                                            
SUPER - OFF NAVASSA ISLAND - EAST OF JAMAICA
                                                            
The crew is assembled on the main deck of the Fox. Jane is
being held by two crew members as Rob and Kyle emerge from
below.

Black Jack stands at the head of the assembly with Mr. Fly
by his side. Jack and Tubbs wait with the rest of the crew.
Rob looks at Jack as he's brought before the Captain. Jack
gives him a wink.
                                                            
                       MR. FLY
By order of the captain, Mr.
Chase, Mr. Porter and Miss Collins
shall be set ashore and may God
save them.
                                                            
                       ROB
(To Black Jack)
Is this the will of the crew -- or
just you?
                                                            
                       KYLE
According to the code, ships
members have a vote in important
affairs.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
That's right. Members who've
signed articles. Which you have
not.
                                                            
                       JACK
I have.
                                                            

87.

Jack steps forward and addresses the crew.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Get back in formation, boy?
                                                            
                       JACK
Captain Chase has done right by
every one of us. He led us to
victory on both sea and land.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
If you'd like to join him, I'll
toss you over myself.
                                                            
Looking Black Jack square in the eyes and standing as tall
as he can, young Jack Rackham makes a bold move.
                                                            
                       JACK
I call for a vote --
                                                            
The crew GASPS. Tubbs steps forward.
                                                            
                       TUBBS
-- For Captain of the Fox.
                                                            
The crew GASPS again.
                                                            
Black Jack struts over to Tubbs and stands above him. Tubbs
cringes below the intimidating figure.
                                                            
                       JACK
I nominate Captain Chase.
                                                            
Black Jack turns his attention back to Jack and scowls.
                                                            
                       ROB
I accept.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
He's not a member of the crew.
                                                            
                       JACK
He will be if we vote him in as
Captain.
                                                            
                       MR. FLY
Under the articles, a ship's
company has a right to choose
anyone as captain. As long as the
new captain is willing to sign.
                                                            
                       ROB
Which I am.
                                                            

88.

                       JANE
He is.
                                                            
Rob and Jane exchange a glance.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Very well. A vote it is.

Mr. Fly.
                                                            
                       MR. FLY
Are there any other nominations --
                                                            
Silence.
                                                            
                       MR. FLY
-- in that case, all those in
favor of Black Jack remaining as
Captain, raise your hand.
                                                            
A few hands pop up. Black Jack leers at the crew. A few
more intimidated hands go up, but not nearly enough. Mr.
Fly looks around.
                                                            
                       MR. FLY
Anyone else.
                                                            
The crew sheepishly looks down as Black Jack glares around
the assembly.
                                                            
                       MR. FLY
All in favor of Mr. Chase.
                                                            
Over two thirds of the crew raise their hands and CHEER.
                                                            
Black Jack is outraged.

Jane smiles.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Yes.
                                                            
                       MR. FLY
By right vote of the assembled...
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Damn the lot of you.
                                                            
Black Jack draws his sword.
                                                            
                       ROB
The crew has spoken. I'm now your
captain.
                                                            

89.

                       BLACK JACK
Not until you sign -- and, dead
men don't sign articles.
                                                            
Tubbs tosses Rob a sword. Rob deftly snatches it out of the
air.
                                                            
                       ROB
As I expected -- truly without
honor.
                                                            
Rob flourishes his sword and comes on guard. Black Jack
points his sword at Rob.

The crew backs away and clears as much room as possible.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
(To Rob)
Don't count on luck to save you
this time, Mr. Chase.

(To the crew)
And, once I'm done with him --
                                                            
Black Jack wheels around, his sword pointing at the crew.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
-- We'll be having another vote.
                                                            
Black Jack turns his attention back to Rob and advances. Rob
retreats.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Are you gonna stand and fight this
time?
                                                            
                       ROB
It's called footwork. Get used to
it.
                                                            
Black Jack takes a big slash at Rob. Rob retreats out of
measure as the blow wildly misses. Rob makes a quick
riposte at the pouch on Black Jack's waist, barely missing
the leather strap.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
Always running.
                                                            
                       ROB
And, still capable of signing.
                                                            
Black Jack chases Rob up a flight of stairs. Black Jack
continues to swing at Rob who parries and continues his

90.

attack on the straps of leather with several near misses.
Rob runs out of room. Black Jack has him pinned.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
What's wrong rabbit -- out of
holes?
                                                            
Black Jack attempts to run Rob through, he moves out of the
way as Black Jack nearly falls over the rail. Rob grabs for
the pouch. He has it in his hand. He pulls -- the straps
are nearly severed and straining.

Black Jack regains his balance and attempts to club Rob. Rob
blocks -- with swords together they struggle. Finally, the
straps give way and the amulet flies across the deck.

No longer restrained, Jane quickly grabs the pouch. Black
Jack turns to look as Jane picks it up.

Rob seizes the moment and tackles Black Jack, sending them
both CRASHING onto the main deck. Swords bounce away.

Both men scramble for their weapons, but Rob reaches his
first. He kicks Black Jack's sword away and points his
sword at Black Jack's face. Black Jack backs away and
stumbles, landing on his back side.
                                                            
Rob places the point of his sword under Black Jack's chin.
                                                            
                       ROB
This is where I should offer you
quarter. But, I think I'll just
kill you.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
You don't have the stomach for
cold blooded killin,' lubber.
                                                            
                       ROB
You're right.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
And, not fit to be captain.
                                                            
                       ROB
(To Black Jack)
The crew sees it differently. You
are right about one thing. I
won't kill an unarmed man.

(To the crew)
Over the side with him.
                                                            

91.

Tubbs, Fly and several crew members grab Black Jack. One of
them shoves a satchel into his hands. The large man
struggles as they hurl him over the side of the ship.

Splash.

Most of the crew runs to the rail and CHEERS.

Black Jack surfaces.
                                                            
                       BLACK JACK
You've not seen the last of me you
pack of worms.
                                                            
                       TUBBS
Have a good swim.
                                                            
Jack takes a swig from a bottle of rum, corks it and throws
it over the side at Black Jack.
                                                            
                       JACK
Drink up, mate.
                                                            
 
INT. FOX - CAPTAIN'S QUARTERS - NIGHT
                                                            
The cabin is packed with sailors. All eyes on -- ship's
articles, on the table in front of Rob. He leans over and
signs the document. The crew CHEERS!
                                                            
                       ROB
Mr. Fly. How much of the gold is
on board?
                                                            
                       MR. FLY
Not half again what's rightly
ours.
                                                            
                       ROB
Where is the Tygre?
                                                            
                       MR. FLY
We're supposed to meet here, off
Navassa. Pickford has no
intention of giving Wallace a
share. He means to divide the
treasure and sail East.
                                                            
                       KYLE
In our ship. We have to stop him.
                                                            
                       ROB
In that case, we wait.
                                                            

92.

                       JANE
The Fox is no match for the Tygre.
                                                            
                       ROB
Yes. But, we will have surprise
on our side. Pickford will be
expecting a friendly welcome.
                                                            
 
EXT. FOX - OFF NAVASSA - DAY
                                                            
Aloft in the rigging, Tubbs and Jack stand watch. Tubbs
with spyglass spots a sail in the distance. It's the Tygre
-- flying English colors.

On the wheel-deck, Rob scans the horizon. On the wheel, Mr.
Fly holds course and waits for orders.
                                                            
Like a spider monkey, Jack scurries down the rigging, and
lands in front of Rob.
                                                            
                       JACK
It's the Tygre, Captain.
                                                            
                       ROB
Thank you, Jack. Now, get to your
station.
                                                            
                       JACK
Right away, sir.
                                                            
Rob breaks out his spyglass and spots the Tygre. On the far
side, two more sails loom in the distance.

A closer look reveals French ensigns adorning their masts.
                                                            
                       ROB
      (To Mr. Fly)
All hands to battle stations. Hard
to port, Mr. Fly, full sail.
                                                            
Kyle appears on the bridge.
                                                            
                       MR. FLY
      (Shouting)
Ahoy maties. Hoist all sails. Man
your guns.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Those are line ships -- regular
Navy. And, they mean to steal
our gold.
                                                            

93.

                       ROB
We'll see about that -- to the
guns, hurry.
                                                            
Kyle runs off.
                                                            
                       MR. FLY
The Tygre's showing her heels.
She's outgunned.
                                                            
                       ROB
No. Pickford's leading them to
us. He expects our help. And,
he's gonna get it.
                                                            
In the distance, the Tygre continues to run from the two
French warships.

The Fox heads straight for the Tygre.
                                                            
Kyle runs through the gun deck. He tosses a jug to Tubbs
and another one to Jack.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Drink up maties. We're about to
take on the French Navy and save
our gold.
                                                            
                       JACK
Let's give 'em a fight.
                                                            
The gun crews CHEER.
                                                            
 
EXT. TYGRE - OFF NAVASSA - DAY
                                                            
On the bridge of the Tygre, Pickford directs Dudley at the
wheel.

The two French Warships trail.

Ahead of them, the Fox sails to intercept with English
colors rippling in the wind.
                                                            
                       PICKFORD
(To Dudley)
The Fox is right on time. Prepare
to come about.
                                                            
                       DUDLEY
Aye, sir.
                                                            

94.

                       PICKFORD
Come about. North by North West.

(Shouting Orders)
Ready starboard guns -- on my
mark.
                                                            
The Tygre comes about and surprises the lead French ship.
The second French ship is slow to respond and out of
position as well.

The Fox is on the heels of the Tygre -- both lined up for
shots on the lead ship.
                                                            
 
EXT. TYGRE - OFF NAVASSA - DAY
                                                            
Through his spyglass, Pickford spots Rob on the bridge of
the Fox and flashes a huge grin.