Jack: No! Not good!
Stop! Not good! What are you doing? You've burned all
the food, the shade, the rum.
Elizabeth: Yes, the
rum is gone.
Jack: Why is the rum gone?
Elizabeth: One, because it
is a vile drink that turns respectable men into scoundrels. Two,
that signal is over 1,000 feet high. The entire Royal Navy is looking
for me. Do you think there is the slightest chance they won't see
it?
Jack: But why is the rum
gone?
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