"My god, Jack, you're going to go deaf!" "What!" "I said you're, ha, very funny." "Hey, what's with the fancy threads?" "Change of plans." "Courtland, you know?" "Wants me on the Gribben account, which means..." "I've got to 86 our meeting." "It wasn't a meeting, Mom, it was a dinner and a movie." "Oh come on, Jack." "This could be really big." "If Gribben likes my pitch, honey," "I could be in for big money." "I mean bigger than your dad ever made." "Hey." "Gotta do what you gotta do." "I'll tell you what, Jack." "We'll reschedule for later on in the week, okay?" "I gotta run." "Ah, Lucretia." "Jack and I will not be going out to dinner after all, so maybe you can just..." "Fix him dinner." "I know." "Ah." "Looked into your crystal ball again, huh?" "Don't need a crystal ball to see what's going on around here." "I made my special jambalaya for you, boy." "Much better hot than cold." "Thanks." "But I'm not that hungry." "Jack." "You ought to tell your mother how you feel." "Your mother may not show it, but I know, she's hurting too, Jack." "Do you really think she'd rather work than spend time with you?" "If you don't mind, I'm busy." "Gotta save the princess." "Dear Mom," "I'm sure you'll be too busy to miss me." "But if you do, then maybe you'll see how I feel." "Now don't think I'm too scared to tell all this to your face, because I'm not." "I just don't feel like waiting up." "Jack." "Going somewhere, Jack?" "Don't just stand there, boy, come on in." "Um..." "I was coming downstairs." "I got real hungry." "Expecting a hurricane in the kitchen?" "I've been just about everywhere, Jack, and seen just about everything." "Is this gonna be another one of your lucky boy speeches?" "Now you listen to me, Jack Carlisle." "You want adventure, excitement?" "Sure, I guess." "You want to rescue the princess?" "Save the universe?" "Yeah." "Well, I'm here to tell you you don't need to look no further than right here, boy." "No further at all." "So, is there something in here like a game that I don't know about?" "This ain't no game, boy." "This is all your dreams come true." "A book?" "Not just a book." "This story will change your life, sure as it did mine." "One night, my great grandmother caught me running off for the circus, and she took me to her room and she gave me this book." "Said it'd been in our family for over 200 years." "Look here." "Was written by one of my own kin." "A lady named Marguerite." "Grew up in Port-Au-Prince, Haiti she did." "A time when the pirates ruled the seven seas." "Lucretia, that was real interesting." "Stories are for kids." "I'm 13." "In case you forgot." "Jack Carlisle." "I don't ask much of you, boy." "But I'm asking you now." "Before you think of trying to escape all your problems, read a few pages." "Who knows?" "Maybe your problems won't seem so bad come tomorrow." "I'll be taking that treasure map now," "Prince Morgan." "Treasure map?" "I don't know what you're talking about." "He lies like a dog, captain." "So I ask you again." "Give me the map, and you can keep your heads." "I swear on my mother's grave, Blackbeard," "I know of no such map." "My patience be wearing thin, lad." "Why not fight us for it, sniveling devil!" "So!" "There is a map after all." "And you swore on your good mother's grave." "My mother's not even dead yet." "Then crossed swords it be!" "Wait, hold on, time out." "Wait, wait, wait, wait wait, don't stop laughing." "This is rad." "Oh oh, wait wait." "I'll just..." "Don't be dropping your drawers in the presence of a lady." "All right, sir." "Morgan, behind ya!" "Well done, Sappperstein." "It's my pleasure, captain." "Jolly, Duckbone, hold your swords." "I've got the slippery squid dog for boot." "Well, looks like your luck just ran out, muscle man." "Well, your lordness." "Here we be again." "You should a stayed in the comfort of the castle, lad." "For out here, you won't get a royal burial." "We'll pitch you into the briny deep." "Har har har har." "Lucretia!" "Help!" "Sapperstein." "What be that sound?" "What manner of sorcery is this?" "Holy Jesus." "Ah ha!" "Make your run, boys!" "Morgan, let's get out of here." "Come mates, let's make for my ship and rally what's left of the crew!" "They took over your ship." "Oh, sixes all." "Now what to do?" "We make for the jungle." "Wait, let's bring that sorcerer." "He may be of use later." "Come back!" "You sniveling cowards!" "Sapperstein, let them go, they'll be dead in no time on this cursed island." "Whoa." "Who are you guys?" "Prince Morgan Hilderbrand, adventurer extraordinaire." "And this fetching lass is none other than Gwyn White, the best swordsman in all of Ireland." "Oh, and course Dumas, my most able guide and scholar of Caribbean." "Where am I?" "Surely you've heard of the magic island?" "Oh." "I get it." "It's a dream." "So." "What are you guys supposed to be, some kind of pirate or something?" "Hold, Gwyn," "I do not believe the lad meant bad by his words." "We are buccaneers." "To me, you kinda look like a grunge band." "Oh it is true, we banded together in England to flee the tyranny and repression of King George, who also happens to be my uncle." "We sailed the seven seas in search of adventure." "Want a piece of bubblegum?" "Guys, it's just a piece of gum." "I've got some sugar free in my bag if you'd like some of that instead." "What manner of sorcerer are you, anyway?" "A sorcerer?" "Me?" "Then if a sorcerer you're not, then a demon you must be." "He does not look the part of a demon." "But if a demon he be, we must cut off his head at once." "Okay, I'm a sorcerer." "I just don't like to brag about it all the time." "What land do you hail from?" "Well, they call me Jack." "Mad Jack." "From shaken lands of Los Angeles." "The city of lost angels?" "That be hell." "Why you stinkin' bear traps!" "I'll have your heads for this!" "It were Mr. Sapperstein's plan, it was, not mine." "Begging your pardon, but we need orders in regards to Morgan and his men." "What power did strike me from above?" "Well, it was a sorcerer, captain." "Fell right from the sky, he did." "A sorcerer, you say?" "And where be this devil now?" "With Prince Morgan, he is." "Fled into the jungle like a bunch of frightened babies." "And you didn't think to go after them?" "But, but captain, you give the orders." "Blackbeard lives." "And he's on our trail." "Wait a second." "Are you talking about the Blackbeard?" "Aye." "The most murderous cutthroat to ever sail the seven seas." "Attacked us near Haiti, he did." "Claimed our galleon by force and numbers." "The rest of our crew will be under his command now." "And why is he on our trail?" "Ah, because I have the treasure map." "I had him right where I wanted him!" "So, there be sorcery afoot." "Wait!" "Do you guys know what year it is?" "Why, the year of our lord 1796, of course." "The 1700s?" "My book, where's my book?" "And what book is that?" "Guys, it's how I got here." "I need it in order to get back." "Gwyn, if you have the book, please do return it." "Thank you." "Now." "Do you guys want to see some real sorcery?" "Watch this." "See ya." "Minor glitch, it's no problem." "Mad Jack, what is the significance of this book?" "It's called The Magic Island." "It's about all you guys and your treasure hunt." "We can find out what happens." "Just flip a couple pages." "That's strange." "The pages are blank." "Here, let me flip back to the beginning." "Ah, here we go." "As Mad Jack was invited to join the buccaneers on their quest, Blackbeard and his pirates were hot on their trail." "You're right Gwyn, we gotta get out of here quick." "But of course." "Sap." "By the gleaming' turrets, you're not worth your weight in port." "This be no time for rum." "Not when there be treasure awaiting us." "I would gladly settle for mutton." "Mutton, you say?" "Blast ya." "This cursed heat must be addling your brain, Duckbone." "Well, this heat is ruining my best silks, that is for certain." "Aye, and it's spurring my rheumatism, it is, sir." "Spurring your rheumatism, is it?" "Get up off your barnacles, you lassies!" "Now there's the lads I know." "From here on, we split up." "These tracks lead nowhere." "They end just over there." "Sorcery, no doubt." "So!" "Sapperstein." "You're with me." "Jolly Bob and Duckbone, the other way." "Go on, lads." "After me, Sapperstein." "Oh, no no no no, it's steen, sir." "Sapper-steen." "That's what I said!" "Sapper-Stine!" "Yes sir, that's right, you did." "I'm sorry." "Curse that beareded jackal." "I heard that!" "A good man needs his rum, say I." "If I had any sense, I'd turn around now and go back to the ship." "Well it's a good thing you don't have any bloody sense." "That's right, and don't you forget it." "Aye, I won't." "Now let's go." "That ought to throw them off our trail." "It'd better." "Hey guys, listen to this." "I've got this game, it's called Cyborg Tracker, and if you don't cover up your tracks," "Cyborg'll nail you on the first level." "Cy-Borg?" "Well, from what I can tell, we're only a stone's throw from Green Pond, our next marked spot on the map." "Well, looks to be a treacherous path to Corbassa's tomb." "For the closer we near the treasure, the stronger this isle's magic will be." "This place doesn't seem to magical to me." "Ah." "The magic be all around us." "The trees." "The sun." "The air we breathe." "It preys on our fears, and on our desires too." "This island did once belong to the evil sorcerer Carbassas." "Legend says he buried his treasure here, and cast a spell upon it he did." "On this very island itself." "To protect his treasures from adventurers such as us." "Aye." "To protect it." "But also to entertain him." "For no man has yet to claim the treasure of Carbassas." "At least not alive." "Prince Morgan." "You don't seem too worried about all this." "I have faith you, Mad Jack." "To guide us safely through the jungle with your magic." "Oh." "Right." "My magic." "Oh man." "What I'd give for a piece of pizza." "Pizza!" "I can't believe this." "Hey guys, I found food!" "Pepperoni." "Excellent." "Whoa!" "What the heck is that!" "Whoa." "A sand shark!" "Prince Morgan." "Our sorcerer be gone." "I thought he was right behind you, Dumas." "Aye, he was." "But then he disappeared." "Yeah..." "Jack?" "Mad Jack, where are you, lad?" "Come along, now." "Jack!" "Hey sand breath." "Why don't you chew on this?" "Yes, yes." "Oh, my head." "Help!" "Somebody help me!" "Help!" "Somebody!" "I gotta blow this hole." "Sorry Charlie." "Whoa!" "Help!" "I never met a boy who couldn't swim." "Do you have a name?" "Yeah, sure." "Jack." "What's yours?" "You may call me Lily." "That's what the fish call me." "The fish?" "Lily means mermaid." "In fish talk." "My gosh." "Will you help me up?" "There he is." "There, that's better." "What happened to your pants?" "Oh, my pants." "Well, it was just a little bit of an accident." "But I'll fix that." "There, how's that?" "Very nice." "Are you lost, Jack?" "Lost?" "Me?" "Get real." "I'm a sorcerer, in case you hadn't noticed." "A sorcerer?" "What's so funny?" "Mighty young to be a sorcerer." "Yeah, well." "You gotta start somewhere." "At the moment, I'm on a treasure hunt with some buccaneers." "We're being chased by Blackbeard and this totally killer gang of pirates." "Take me with you, Jack!" "I've always dreamed of such an adventure!" "First of all, it's Mad Jack." "And second of all, that fin" "is gonna be a real problem." "Worry not, Mad Jack." "I'll simply wish for a pair of legs." "Oh, just like that, huh?" "Why, yes." "When a mermaid saves a human's life, she's granted a wish to last a sun and a moon." "Every sorcerer knows that." "Oh, right, right." "You know, I was just testing." "So." "You gonna do it now?" "You want me to turn my back or what?" "Oh please, watch if you like." "My god." "What do I do now?" "Well, just stand up, I guess." "Careful, careful, not so fast." "I did it, I did it!" "See, you're starting to get the hang of it." "I'm gonna let you go by yourself, okay?" "Alright ready?" "Go." "Mad Jack." "Had me worried, lad." "So, where have you guys been?" "Been searching high and long for you." "Aye, we found your magic bag, mad Jack." "Whoa, Dumas, you were right man." "This place is treacherous." "Oh, and who, pray tell, might your charming little friend be?" "I'm Lily the mermaid, good sir." "All mermaids I know be finned." "It's true." "I was." "But seeing as I saved Mad Jack..." "Whoa, actually, you know, she got a day off from her mermaid gig, so I thought she could hang here with us." "Well, if that's okay." "Well, it will be another mouth to feed come supper time." "And another hand to fill with treasure, once found." "Oh, but, I wouldn't want any of your treasure." "I would have no use for it." "Only the adventure's what I seek." "And I do know the secrets of the isle." "Through the trees and the flowers and the animals." "They speak to me daily." "Well, it's settled then." "If Mad Jack so desires, then you have my approval, Miss Lily." "Come mates, we must press on." "Hurry up!" "Thank you, Jack!" "Thank you ever so much!" "No problem." "We catch us that Prince Morgan before Blackbeard," "I say we gut him but good, of course explaining to the captain it were all in self defense." "Aye." "For making me walk all day," "I'd gladly carve up that rogue like a loaf of bread." "What I would give for a loaf of bread." "And a nice, big, juicy turkey leg." "Yeah, right." "Well I'll be stuffed." "And where do you think you're going, Duckbone?" "Well, there be a turkey tree down there, Jolly." "Can't you see it?" "A turkey tree, say you, huh?" "Somebody ought to cork your gullet, keep you out of trouble for a while, say I." "Now let's go, ya lug." "But..." "Been on many adventures, Jack?" "Oh, yeah." "Been on a million of them." "Like last night." "I was at this wizard's castle, where I met up with the biggest giant you've ever seen." "And this really gross goblin." "Lily?" "Lily!" "I'm right here, Jack." "What are you doing?" "I'm talking with the trees, of course." "Well, it seems as though we've come to a dead end." "Dumas, determine our direction, if you'd be so kind." "Thank you." "I will." "You're talking to a tree." "It gave me a leaf to remember it by." "We'll need the best view afforded us, now won't we, lad?" "Oh yes, captain." "What, must I captain?" "You know, I am rather nervous when it comes to heights." "I just..." "Will you stop your whining, you goon?" "It's only a flogging coconut tree." "And a little one at that." "Why, I've climbed virtually dozens of these myself." "You've seen me with your own eyes." "Haven't ya?" "Well on ya hop." "Some more now, Sap." "Scamper on up that tree, go on." "Go on with ya." "And see you don't send none of them coconuts crashing down on me head." "Look out." "This water be cursed." "In the stream, it seems pure." "But in my hand, and my jug, black as death it be." "Oh, sixes all." "We need fresh water." "What on Earth shall we do?" "Let me ask an expert." "No need to worry, this water's as pure as rain." "The color's just an illusion." "Yes." "To kill us with thirst, no doubt." "Ha, nice try, Carbassas!" "Man, how does she do that?" "Tonga!" "Wow." "Bad news, Miss Lily?" "Tonga reports that it seems we're being watched, at this very moment, from a tree high above." "By humans, who mean us all great harm." "Although..." "I cannot imagine why." "Treasure ofttimes brings out the worst in men." "Quite a shame, too, for it does spoil the very spirit of adventure." "Fight or flee, Morgan?" "Well." "If we flee, they'll be nipping at our heels like hell hounds." "But." "If we fight, we put all our lives in jeopardy." "What say your magic book, Mad Jack?" "Do we fight or flee?" "From high in a tree, Mr. Sapperstein tries to locate the whereabouts of the buccaneers." "Well, there's three pages left." "But it's weird, I mean, it seems like this book is being written as things are happening, because when I read it last time, this was the last page, and then I turned the page, and there's more." "Well Mad Jack, what is your word?" "Blackbeard's world was turned upside down." "We fight." "God bless ya, Mad Jack." "But not with swords." "Aye, then with what?" "My bag of tricks." "Well, Sapperstein, any sign of the dogs yet?" "Well truth be, captain, these cursed branches persist in blocking my view." "Well whack the blarmin' things off then." "Oh curse ya, Sap." "Do I have to do everything myself?" "Now careful you don't..." "Sorry." "My fault." "That won't happen again." "Well, that ought to do it." "Well, well done, Mad Jack." "The question is, what happens now?" "Well, we just relax and sit back, and enjoy the show." "Suppose the pirates never find our trap." "Oh." "That's a good point." "I'll just lead them here with a couple of tunes." "Tunes?" "I got my little CD player here." "I thought the idea was to lure them here, not to scare them away!" "What!" "What be that noise?" "What?" "I said, what be that noise?" "What?" "I said!" "What could be that infernal racket!" "It be you hollering in me ear!" "They be covering their footsteps." "I do wonder what has become of Jolly and Duckbone." "Not another step, Mr. Sapperstein." "I smell something unsavory." "Well you can hardly blame me, captain," "I have not bathed in days, by no choice of my own, mind you." "Ah ha." "Sixes all." "They're onto us." "No way, they're not smart enough." "This is quite fun, isn't it?" "Shh." "You first, lad." "Gentle now." "Go on with you, go on." "Well done." "Look, over there." "Those banshee cries be coming from somewhere around here, say I." "But no sign of Morgan and his dogs." "No dogs, but look there." "Well shiver me timbers." "Praise be." "I thought we'd be lost for sure." "No, Duckbone." "Captain." "No!" "Ah, oh!" "No no no no no!" "Duckbone, ya daft bugger, now look what you've gone and done." "Get me down from here, ya swines." "Aye, I'll cut you down, captain sir." "Not like that, you stupid..." "Well this is surely the work of Morgan's sorcerer." "Aye." "And when we catch him, I'll gladly carve up that rogue like a lamb shank." "Aye." "Oh, I would kill for a lamb shank." "Shh shh shh." "Shut up." "Do you hear that, mateys?" "Sounds like laughter, say I." "Good lord, Gwyn, I can't breathe." "Shh." "There they be." "Prepare for battle, mates." "Ha ha, the wench with a sword." "Let's see how well you can use it." "Say your prayers, you pathetic excuse for a man." "Ha ha ha!" "Not bad for a wench." "Dang she's good." "At last we meet." "Prepare to taste my steel." "Well, so be it, foolish one." "Any last requests, Prince Morgan?" "As a matter of fact, there is." "Catch." "Mad Jack, you and Lily must go." "Take the map and make it invisible." "But, but what about you?" "I'll be fine." "Now go, go." "We've gotta get out of here, quick." "I'm ready." "Ah ha!" "So you be the wizard boy, huh?" "I'll tend to you later." "Whoa!" "Now I'll have your head for breakfast, lad." "Jack, be careful!" "Ha ha ha!" "Oh no." "Yes, yes!" "Let's go, hurry." "Come on." "Dumas!" "I've got him!" "I've got him prisoner." "Dumas!" "Duckbone." "Duckbone!" "Duckbone!" "Pull!" "Good boy, pull." "Your back's stuck, Mr. Sapperstein." "Well I know." "Fun time be over, mateys." "Now it's down to business, it is." "Jolly." "Pull the good prince loose, will you?" "Aye aye, captain." "Pull, Duckbone, pull." "Oh goodness." "Drop your weapons or prince charming gets it." "Drop 'em, I say." "Not you, ya blarmin' dunger." "Don't rouse me anger, boy." "Just hand over the map." "Go ahead, search me." "You'll find nothing, you scoundrel." "There be no map here, say I." "My smile be wanting, boy." "You'd best be out with it, while you got a head to speak with." "Kill me or any of my mates, and you'll never find the map." "Captain, the sorcerer has fled." "Tell me which way the sorcerer went, and I promise ya, I'll give you half the treasure." "Get down, get down, get down." "So." "Smart talk be for smart people I say." "Tide, tide be coming, and I don't want to get me boots wet." "Jolly, you, me, and Sapperstein will go search for that sorcerer." "Duckbone." "Aye, captain." "Would you see that these dogs drown?" "I mean drown!" "Aye, captain." "Hey, they just gave me an idea." "Tell me, Jack, what?" "We're gonna send Blackbeard on a wild goose chase." "How thrilling, Jack." "I love geese." "Trust me, it's not what you think it is." "Treat you badly, does he Duckbone?" "What would you know about it, then?" "Well, I know this much, your good captain is sacrificing you to the island gods." "Isn't that right, Dumas?" "Aye." "The island gods be watching." "And you, Duckbone, you will Bethe last one to see us alive." "Save yourself, Duckbone." "Let us go." "Not bloody likely." "I found it!" "I found their tracks!" "I did, I found it." "How does he know these be their tracks?" "Big foot, little foot." "What does that tell you?" "It tells me you're gonna get my big foot if you don't shut your big mouth." "Stop your bickering and get a move on." "Gwyn." "I must confess something." "I did not bring you on my crew simply for your swordplay." "If truth be told, and now does seem the time," "I've always had something of a, well..." "Out with it, Morgan." "Oh by my word, Gwyn, you are the most breathtaking beauty" "I've seen in all my days." "There, I've said it." "Whew." "And I feel the burden lifted already." "Fine timing, Morgan." "Well, best of luck to you in the afterworld, Dumas." "You too, Gwyn." "Please forgive me, both of you, for involving you with such..." "Good lord in heaven, look." "Don't tell me that's the, the..." "I'm the island god." "The one that Dumas warned you about." "Now, you either let those buccaneers go right now, or, or..." "Or something really, really bad will happen to you." "Now what?" "And your mother too." "And your mother too!" "Are you guys okay?" "Mad Jack?" "How on Earth did you do that?" "I'll explain it to you later." "Go." "Sound off." "One, two." "Sound off." "Three, four." "Sound off." "One, two, three, four." "Come along now!" "This is a treasure hunt, not a recital." "Oh Duck?" "Get enough sleep, ya big lazy lug?" "Oh, oh, oh!" "Captain, it were horrible!" "An island god came down from the hills, with big yellow claws, and he were 30 feet tall and green..." "Why ya bumbling" "Morgan's sorcerer is obviously making a fool out of you." "Us." "Me." "So, tell me Morgan." "Do you stand by your words to me?" "Back on the beach?" "As god as my witness, Gwyn," "I meant every word I pledged." "Waiting til I was dead, was ya?" "And you call yourself a gentleman." "Hey guys, what's up?" "Nothing." "Nothing at all." "I'll be needing the map now, Jad Mack," "Mad Jack." "If you'd be so kind." "Get a fix on our whereabouts." "Prince, it's upside down." "Oh yes." "So it is." "It appears as though we're..." "Lost." "Who goes there?" "Who said that?" "I don't know, but it seems to have come from up there." "I said, who goes there?" "They heard you already." "How can I help you, handsome?" "Shut your sucker, you harlot." "No help will be given without my consent." "Don't worry, he's like this with everybody." "And you, you blockhead, hold your tongue before I file it off." "With what?" "Hey, could you take me with you?" "Oh please, please?" "I've got to get outta here." "I've been stuck with them for 2000 years." "They're like this every day." "Please." "Oh please." "I say, could you be so kind as to give us directions to Dead Man's Grove?" "That place is simply dreadful." "How about I show you aromantic little grove not far from here?" "Oh, well, that would be grand." "Would be grand, but you see we're on something of a quest, actually." "Left." "You go left, okay?" "Now get lost." "Ugh, he's lying." "He's just jealous." "It's right." "You go right." "Right is wrong." "Left is right." "Everybody knows that." "Hmph." "Women." "Aw, don't believe either of them." "They don't know wrong from right anymore." "That's what love does to ya." "What?" "In love?" "Us?" "How dare you." "How dare you." "Don't talk to me, you sniveling idiot." "Who?" "Oh, I say, enough!" "Silence, please." "Now, gather up." "Now." "One says left, the other claims right." "The third says neither." "Any ideas?" "Well, if the map was correct, we're at Dead Man's Grove right now." "I say, is this Dead Man's Grove?" "Where'd they go?" "Simply marvelous." "What?" "You've never seen a lighter before?" "A devil's trick, it is." "Ah, right." "I guess this is a few years away for you guys, huh?" "May I touch this lighter?" "Yeah, sure." "You can have it if you want to." "It works like this." "I got it at a Def Leopard concert." "Not surprising, the poor beast be deaf, what with your music." "Well, it seems as though we've all become rather cranky for want of sleep." "What say we take turns keeping watch against the pirates?" "Aye." "And the ghost." "They say the spirits of all those who die do haunt this grove." "Oh, you could have spoken up earlier, Dumas." "That be the problem with men." "You never speak when you should, yet speak when they have nothing of import to say." "And with that I'll say good night." "Oh please, Gwyn, sometimes you can be the most exasperating..." "Quiet!" "You'll wake the girl." "I will gather more wood for the fire." "Thank you, Dumas." "Girl trouble, huh?" "Yes, yes indeed." "And I've tried to make sense of that woman, but alas, she makes me feel like a silly little boy." "Sounds like my mother." "I never knew my mother." "Always abroad, she was." "Traveling and such." "Didn't have much time for me." "Oh man, do I hear that." "Ran away, I did." "In hindsight, I suppose it was a mistake." "You see, I really don't think it's good to run away." "The only way I can return now is with the treasure." "As an apology of sorts." "Otherwise..." "See any signs of ghosts, did ya?" "No." "Well, if I were to see a ghost," "I would surely walk up to the apparition and..." "Hey Lily, is that you?" "I'm right here, Jack." "Jack, hold my hand." "Somewhere in here I've got a flashlight." "Here it is." "Jack?" "Whose hand am I holding?" "Do you think we're safe now?" "Well, I think so." "Where's everybody else?" "Still stuck back in the grove, I believe." "We have to save them." "We can use your magic, Jack." "Lily, wait." "I'm not a sorcerer, okay?" "We can't go save those guys." "Look in my bag." "All I've got is a map and a book." "I don't know real magic." "Prince Morgan should've never trusted me with the map in the first place." "You've already saved your friends once, Jack." "And if it was without magic, then how very brave you are." "You think so?" "You're the bravest boy I ever met, Jack." "Hey." "It's them." "They're okay." "Hey Prince, we're over here!" "Shh." "Is that you, Prince?" "Why yes, lad." "Prince Morgan is me." "How was that, captain?" "Cool, it's them." "Come on." "Well, well." "If it isn't the good sorcerer." "And a little lady friend." "Well go on, boy." "Why don't you show off for her." "Turn me into an elephant, for instance." "Well, I would, but I'm..." "But you can't." "Because you be no real sorcerer, now do you, boy?" "Ah, look everybody, I'm a sorcerer too." "Now give me that map, boy, and don't play me no tricks." "Or I'll get right piratey nasty with your little friend here." "Oh Jack." "Mad Jack?" "Miss Lily?" "Oh, I say, will this search never end?" "Footprints everywhere, but no sign of Mad Jack or Miss Lily at all." "I found something." "Right after you, Dumas." "This leaf, moving it is." "And look, there's more." "For heaven's sake." "We can sure thank Miss Lily for this." "Yes." "Get your hands off it." "According to this here map," "Carbassas's tomb be behind a right ugly face." "And what ugly face be that, captain?" "That's me point, Duckbone." "There be no ugly faces here." "Except yours, of course." "We be missing something here, lads." "It's right under our noses, I can smell it." "I found it, I found it, there it is, I found it." "And there be more here, captain, say I." "Well blow me down." "Mad Jack!" "Morgan!" "Hold back, Blackbeard." "Your fight is with me." "So what's this, three musketeers?" "Sapperstein!" "He started it." "Hold your blade." "Haha, you heard the captain, Prince Morgan." "Now drop it." "Drop it!" "All of you, drop it." "Not sword fighting anymore, are ya, coward?" "Just shut up and drop the blade, wench." "You too!" "Oh hell, captain," "I'd say we just kill them all." "Starting first with a little blue blood." "No, Jolly." "We be needing these here donkeys to carry our gold down to the galleon." "Then you can spill all the blood your little black heart desires." "I'm sorry, Prince." "I had to give him the map." "He was gonna hurt Lily." "Worry not, lad." "I've always believed that one must do what one must do." "That's my motto too." "Integrity, Jack." "It is that which separates us from these loathsome pirates." "Captain, sir." "There be no way to open the door." "Be there no clues on that blasted map?" "Well, none that I can see, captain." "Man, these guys are lame." "Lame, you say?" "Yeah." "Well, great sorcerer." "Let's see you do better." "Why should I help you?" "One must do what one must do." "Not so brave now are you, you little scallywags." "Right." "Well." "The first thing you learn when you're cranking on a PC is that there's a key to every single door." "Right." "Go on now, boy, go." "Show me that PC thing, go." "Be careful, Jack!" "Go on, Jack." "It seems as though your hand's been forced." "Come on, boy!" "We don't have all blasted day." "Would you chill out, all right?" "I mean, I can't think with you barking at me all the time." "Chill out?" "Chill out." "It's chilly." "Thank you, thank you." "Hold the applause." "Holy be Jesus." "Everybody get back!" "Duck." "Every man for themselves, lads!" "It's every man for himself!" "Run away!" "Everybody out of the way!" "Get out of my way!" "Any ideas, Mad Jack?" "Give me a second." "I'm thinking, I'm thinking." "Jack, there must be something you can do." "Well go on." "But captain." "That there stony giant be over 30 feet tall." "That be no giant, boy." "If it is, it's the smallest giant I ever saw." "Now get out there." "Go on." "Go get him, Jolly." "Get going, you no good scallywag." "Stay with that monster and I'll forget about that horribly disappointing day you had on the beach." "Go on, duck." "Lead him off so's I can make my way for the tomb." "Go on, Duck, you're bigger than him." "Good work, lad!" "Good boy, Duck." "Well, it's too late." "Wouldn't want to make me hurt you now, would you?" "Whoa!" "Running away!" "Very good, Duckbone!" "Punch him in the face!" "All right, guys." "Now let's get busy." "Are you certain, Mad Jack?" "Come on, trust me." "One, two, three." "Heave-ho." "Felt like an earthquake, that did." "3.6 maximum." "3.6?" "I've got this, quick, go back to the bushes." "Hey stone head, I'm down here!" "I'm right here if you want me!" "Watch out, Mad Jack!" "I say." "Hooray!" "Well, the bigger they are, the harder they fall." "Oh Jack, I knew you could do it!" "Outstanding lad, well done." "Thanks." "Stop celebrating." "Those scallywags beat us to the treasure." "Well we have come along way, haven't we?" "What say we at least take a peek, hmm?" "I'm planning on more than a peek." "Must use caution." "Carbassas, he be all around us." "Worry not, Dumas." "We've got Mad Jack on our side." "Get back, get back." "Well, lads." "We have company." "Come into our humble abode." "Come on, mateys." "Wow." "In all my days, I've never held such a magnificent fortune." "Well it's not for you." "Treasure be for men of character." "Gold can change a man." "Not a man like myself, mind you." "But I seen it turn people right ugly." "Oh!" "Dibs on the cane." "I saw it first." "It's mine." "Mine!" " Mine!" "This cane be mine." "I was saving it for your birthday." "This be the day when old Blackbeard claims the greatest treasure in the land." "Well, why can't we all just share the treasure?" "Share it, share it." "We'll just split it up." "Jolly." "Duckbone." "Pack up our donkeys here with the gold." "And see you pack them a little heavier." "Who dares to enter my tomb?" "I am Carbassas, all-powerful sorcerer of the seven seas." "Never heard of you." "Do not interrupt me." "You think you are so clever to have made it this far, but will your look last a lifetime?" "Guys, why do I get the feeling that this is a trap?" "Pipe down, you putzy octopus." "Your treasure be mine now." "And several lifetimes it shall last me." "The walls be closing in!" "Several lifetimes it shall be." "Jolly, Duckbone." "Help me with the gold." "Quickly, mates, we must take leave!" "Run for your life!" "And just where do you think you be going, matey?" "Sapperstein, lend me a hand!" "Well, I'm sorry captain, but it's every man for himself." "Every man for himself!" "Jack?" "Lily!" "When did this happen?" "You've got to get me home, Jack." "Okay." "Hurry, Jack!" "Please Jack, get me out!" "Huh?" "You cannot escape me!" "You're gonna be okay." "I'm trying." "Get me out." "Hurry, my fin!" "Hurry Jack." "You did it, Jack." "Mad Jack, Miss Lily?" "What on Earth is taking so long?" "Prince!" "Help!" "Lily's in trouble!" "Lily, everything's gonna be okay." "Welcome to my treasure, Blackbeard." "Look, just in the nick of time." "Man, I think I've had enough adventure for one day." "What say your magic book, Mad Jack?" "Well..." "Done in by his own greed," "Blackbeard became part of the very treasure he sought." "So far so good." "I just gotta go to the end." "After saving Lily from certain death," "Mad Jack bids farewell to his mermaid friend." "Are you ready to go home, Lily?" "I hope it's not much further, Jack." "I am getting a bit dry around the edges." "Don't worry, mermaid." "We'll get you home." "Well, guys, let's get her back to the water, hurry." "One, two, three go." "Come on, faster, hurry." "Are you all right, Miss Lily?" "We'll let you go now." "How does it feel, Lily?" "It's so warm." "Gently." "It feels so good." "I bet." "Thank you." "Can we like, be alone?" "But of course, Mad Jack." "Come along." "Goodbye, mermaid." "Best adventure I ever had, Jack." "Although, I am glad to be home." "Yeah." "Oh no." "Your face, Jack." "It's turning the most..." "The most horrible red color." "What?" "Never met a boy who blushed before." "Oh." "Something to remember me by." "Thanks, Lily." "Goodbye Jack." "I'll always remember you." "Managed to sneak out some treasure, did you lad?" "Treasure?" "What are you talking about?" "Looks to be spun gold, this material." "Rubies, emeralds, diamonds." "No way." "I thought this was just a lousy old rug." "You're wealthy beyond your wildest dreams." "Oh man." "You know what, Prince." "You need this a lot more than I do." "I mean, you can take this home to your king, and cherish it for life." "Besides, I'm just a kid." "And..." "And my mom says she's gonna be making a ton of money on her new job." "You're a good man, Mad Jack, a buccaneer, through and through." "Praise to you, Jack." "And your sorcery." "Aye, Mad Jack." "And your magic bag." "Well." "Come along." "Homeward bound." "Begging your pardon, Prince." "But as per the rules of the sea, and what with our captain now gone, and the galleon being rightfully restored to your command." "The men and I were wondering, sir, if..." "If you can sail with us?" "Yes." "Yes, that's it exactly." "Are you serious?" "Why of course, we're very serious." "Quite." "Well." "I supposed we could use a few more..." "Potato peelers, eh Dumas?" "Potatoes?" "You say you got taters on your ship?" "Oh, you got any butter?" "Duckbone, shh." "Shut up, stop flapping." "Taters!" "Well guys." "I guess this is adios." "Well, I do believe, lad, that I speak for all my mates when I say that you're welcome on my galleon at any time." "Thanks." "I doubted ya, 'tis true, Jack, but you proved to be a fine sorcerer in the end." "Well, to be honest, nothing I did was really magic." "I just was making things up as we went along." "Well it be magic to us, Mad Jack." "Thanks." "Next time I must teach you swordplay." "Oh, yeah, that'd be cool." "And I will introduce you to my Marguerite." "She waits for me in Haiti, Port-Au-Prince." "And impressed she will be of my tales of your magic," "Mad Jack." "Well guys, it's been real." "Wait a sec." "Port-Au-Prince?" "Port-Au-Prince." "Marguerite?" "Marguerite." "That's Lucretia's ancestor." "She wrote this booooo..." "Oh look." "Mad Jack's bag is a flag on our ship." "Jack?" "Jack, honey?" "Hey." "Hey sweetie." "Listen to me." "You are not gonna believe this." "What a dream." "Listen, honey, I'm at my meeting, and Gribben asks me what I think my most important accomplishment has been, and you know what comes out of my mouth?" "Huh?" "Jack." "Uh huh." "Everybody's sitting there looking at me like I'm crazy or something, and suddenly, honey it's the strangest thing, all I could think of." "All I could think of is that I should be home with my son." "Come here." "Jack." "Honey, what happened to your pants?" "Back so soon?" "Lucretia." "I didn't end up staying for dinner after all." "Maybe you can whip us all up something to eat, huh?" "Jack?" "Honey, you hungry?" "Yeah, I'm starved." "Right on time." "I figured you two would need a late night snack, so I ordered you pizza." "Cool." "Thanks Lucretia." "You're welcome, Jack."