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Deadpool Runs into Captain Jack Sparrow at the Liquor Store - News - GeekTyrant (http://geektyrant.com/news/2012/10/19/deadpool-runs-into-captain-jack-sparrow-at-the-liquor-store.html)


Jack and Wade

Captain Jack Sparrow: "Why is the rum always gone?"
Wade Wilson aka Deadpool: "Because the chicken beat you to the other side of the road!"
JS: "I haven't the foggiest what you are trying to say, mate."
WW: "That's because you don't speak English, you Caribbean... crabapple. Ah, that sucked."
JS: "I believe it is not so much the words ye drivel to which I fail to latch comprehension, mate. Nay, it's more probable the meaning of ye'r choice of words is beyond the grasp of us both, eh?"
WW: "What?"
JS: "I say, how say you to this proposition, eh? We toddle into this distillery of fine liqu-or and whilst I will be so tactfully distracting the clerk, you tippity-toe down the back ways and smuggles us a couple o'crates o'rum. Savvy?"
WW: "To hell with that, dude! I got uzis. I'll just mow them down and take whatever I want."
JS: "Right. I'm having a thought. What if you didn't fire any bullets into any bodies any time tonight thus preventing the unnecessary making of loud noises thus avoiding the allure of attention from unwanted onlookers thus circumventing the eventual alert to authorities whom wil be only all too eager to track us, arrest us, maim us, imprison us, what-have-you, eh?"
WW: "But... I like shooting people. I mean, I really like shooting people. It makes up 90% of the scenes in the comics in which I'm featured."
JS: "I have no problem with that. I enjoy shooting people as well. Stabbing them. Robbing them. Plundering, pillaging, hobknobbing, whatever it can be said a man can do. However, I believe our exploits will be somewhat more successful if we avoid unnecessary bloodshed for the time at hand."
WW: "I can't not shoot someone, man. That's, like, against my code or something."
JS: "That's commendable, it really is, to have a code you live by. I, too, am honorbound to adhere to a code of sorts. Pirate's code. Allow me to assure you one thing. The only rules in life that matter are these: what a man can do and what a man can't do. For example, I can leave you here to murder and induce mayhem at your leisure whilst I rob a second shop of any convenience. In that way, both or one of us goes home happy, eh? And you. You say you can't not shoot someone. Well, that may be but perhaps you can wait until a more opportune moment. For instance, once I've walked away with my rum... miles away... many miles away... say, out of range of sight or sound so that when you fire your weapon, the police ne'er suspect you and I are at all acquainted."
WW: "Whatever, man. Fine. We'll do this your way. But you gotta get me to that Isla de Muerta so I can get my hands on that gold."
JS: "Eh? Why do you want Cortez's gold?"
WW: "Cortez..? Man, that's a stupid name. Anyway, I want to try out that curse, man."
JS: "Did you not earlier tell me that you are already, in part or most ways, immortal?"
WW: "Yeah, sure, immortal. But I don't look like a skeleton in the moonlight. I want to know what that looks like."
JS: "Allow me to save you the trouble. You would look like a skeleton, mate. In the moonlight."
WW: "Man, dude, come on! Don't spoil this for me. I bet it'd look sick!"
JS: "Yes, I believe you would look quite sickly. But remind me. You cannot die. Can you? And as the curse requires a man's body to first be dead before he can be undead, the curse would ne'er apply to you, would it, eh?"
WW: "Urrrrrrrrrgh! Khaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan!"
JS: "I miss the monkey."