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The cannons sound, cutting through the night like a swift ship
cuts through water. He's heard them before: the unmistakable
cannons-- these are the sounds of his love, as known to him
as another man might know the breathing of his sweetheart in
the night. He knows she is outside--his Pearl, his only...possessed
by ones who know her only as a dumb, unfeeling ship. He's angry
now. Curse the bars, curse the walls! He would have let the
gallows have him, but now he's heard her voice again--he is
a Captain again--Captain Jack Sparrow, and the Pearl
would see him back!
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