Elizabeth Swann, John Rolfe, and Pocahontas are socializing on the beach of Port Royal when Jack Sparrow comes along needing a crew for a trip to Tortuga for important business. Elizabeth decides to go. Rolfe, not wanting the lady to travel to a dangerous place alone, resolves to accompany her. Pocahontas refuses to be left behind. So the four of them board the Black Pearl and set out sailing to the pirates' paradise of Tortuga. Mid-journey, Rolfe spots another ship some distance away from them. Jack Sparrow identifies it as the ship of Captain Smith, whom Pocahontas and Rolfe haven't seen in well over a year. Elizabeth Swann gets the other ship's attention and it makes a turn and comes back toward them.
Pocahontas sees Smith.
Rolfe: I wonder how many places he's been to by now. I bet he's had a ton of adventures since we last saw him in London.
Smith brings his ship to sail right beside the Black Pearl.
Smith: Pocahontas, is that really you?
Pocahontas: Hi, John! Funny seeing you here.
Smith: Pocahontas, I thought you were dead!
Pocahontas: Almost, but not quite.
Smith's jaw drops.
Pocahontas: It's a long story.
Rolfe walks up behind Pocahontas.
Smith sees Rolfe.
Smith: I thought you were dead too!
Rolfe: We escaped.
Smith calls to Jack.
Smith: Ahoy! Might I board your ship to say hello to old friends?
Jack: Are you affiliated with the Navy?
Smith: No, we are independent explorers.
Jack: Then by all means come aboard.
Smith: Thank you, Captain!
Smith grabs hold of a rope and swings over to the other ship.
Pocahontas embraces Smith.
Pocahontas: How have you been doing?
Smith: To be honest, I've been terribly depressed since I heard the news.
Pocahontas: Really, haven't you been enjoying your travels?
Smith: A bit, but peace of mind would've made them much better.
Elizabeth tosses Smith his compass.
Elizabeth: Pocahontas said to give that to you.
Smith: Ah, my compass, I haven't seen this in years. Thank you… Miss?
Elizabeth: Of course.
Smith: What is your name again, my lady?
Elizabeth: I'm Elizabeth. Remember? We ran into each other around Florida.
Smith: Yes. I recognize you.
Elizabeth: What have you been up to?
Smith: Well, I've been on a wild goose chase for well over a year now. I feel like a fool.
Elizabeth: Chasing what?
Smith: I've been living on the hope that Pocahontas had been taken prisoner rather than killed on the ship home, and I've been searching for her. But here she is, safe and sound. My prayers have been answered.
First Mate: *whispers to Smith* Captain? Does this mean we're not going to look for her in the islands now?
Smith: What do you think?
First Mate: I suppose not.
Jack: Yes, well, here she is safe and sound. Now will you be joining us on our little voyage or not? Should it be the latter, then please get off my ship.
Smith: Oh, where are you going, if I may ask?
Elizabeth: Tortuga.
Smith: Pocahontas is going to Tortuga?!
Jack: Correct.
Smith: Then I must come!
Rolfe: We could use your help in case anything goes wrong, Smith.
Elizabeth: Well. Let's go, then.
Smith: Alright.
Smith swings on a rope back over to his own ship and gives directions to the navigator. Then he calls to Elizabeth.
Smith: Lead the way, my lady!
Jack: Hey, no nicey nice talk to Lizzy. Now, let's go.
Smith: Aye, aye!
The Black Pearl sails toward Tortuga, followed by Smith's ship and crew.
The ships dock at Tortuga.
Jack: Welcome to the greatest town in the world.
Pocahontas, Rolfe, and Smith look around, partly with horror and partly with fascination.
Rolfe: This is… the damnedest town I think I've ever seen in my life.
Smith nods silently.
Elizabeth: Wait for it…
Jack walks off the ship and is slapped across the face by two women.
Smith claps a hand over his mouth to stifle the laughter.
Rolfe looks at Smith like
Scarlet: Who's she?
Scarlet points at Elizabeth.
Smith:
Jack pushes the floozies out of the way and keeps walking.
Elizabeth follows Jack.
Elizabeth: You coming?
Pocahontas, Rolfe, and Smith disembark from the ships.
Giselle sees Rolfe and Smith.
Giselle: Hello, sailors.
Rolfe is a bit surprised.
Rolfe: Oh, hello, my lady.
Smith takes Giselle's hand and kisses it with a small bow.
Smith: Mademoiselle?
Rolfe:
Elizabeth: You don't want to do that. Come on, boys.
Rolfe immediately obeys, but has to stop to pull Smith away from Giselle.
Rolfe and Smith walk on either side of Pocahontas.
Jack: Now, you lot have fun. I have some business to take care of. Lizzy, are you staying or coming with me?
Rolfe: Shall we stay here and guard the ships then?
Smith: Hold on just a minute, Captain, where are you off to?
Pocahontas: John, who cares?
Elizabeth: I'll stay with them so they won't get lost.
Jack: I have people to go, places to see. In other words, I have things to take care of.
Jack walks off.
Elizabeth: So, is this what you were expecting?
Pocahontas: Well, it's an odd place but nothing terrible has happened yet.
Elizabeth: Oh, just wait…
Pocahontas:
Smith turns to Pocahontas.
Smith: So Pocahontas, you must tell me everything that happened with those pira—
Pocahontas claps a hand over Smith's mouth.
Rolfe leans over to Smith.
Rolfe: Ix-nay on the Irates-pay Ing-thay, Smith.
A drunk man bumps into Elizabeth.
Elizabeth: Hey!
She shoves him off and kicks him as he turns around, making him fall on his face.
Elizabeth: Well, then.
Rolfe: I approve.
Elizabeth: Approve of what, Rolfe?
Rolfe: Your treatment of that drunken fool, of course.
Elizabeth: Oh. Well, thank you. Would you all like to go in the tavern or stay by the ships?
Rolfe: I wouldn't mind getting something to eat.
Smith: Same here.
Elizabeth: Alright.
She leads them to the tavern.
Elizabeth sits at the bar and orders food and drinks.
The three join her.
Elizabeth: So, I'm guessing this is all very new to you.
Pocahontas: It certainly is.
Elizabeth: You get used to it.
Smith: Nah, I've been around.
Elizabeth: Have you, Smith?
Smith: Oh yes, I've been all around. To so many countries, I've lost count by now.
A drunk man stumbles and falls on Pocahontas, spilling his drink all over her.
Pocahontas squeals in surprise.
Smith and Rolfe simultaneously grab him and throw him over the bar as one.
Elizabeth: You shouldn't have done that.
Pocahontas:
Rolfe: Relax, dear.
Smith: Don't worry, Pocahontas. I can handle any of the fools in here.
Pocahontas: But I'm all wet. .-.
A large bearded man with one eye walks over to Rolfe.
Man: What do you think you're doing?
He takes a swing directly at Rolfe's face.
Rolfe yelps and ducks, while Smith throws a mug full of beer in the man's face, shattering it to pieces and KO'ing the idiot.
A huge fight breaks out.
Smith unsheathes his sword and Rolfe whips out a pistol as a precaution.
Elizabeth: Oh, how lovely.
Elizabeth punches a man in the face.
Elizabeth: Get Pocahontas out of here!
Pocahontas kicks a man in the groin.
Rolfe: A little busy, madam!
Smith jumps on a man's back and chokes him from behind.
Elizabeth sees a bald man about to hit Smith in the back of the head with a bottle.
Elizabeth: Smith, watch out!
Pocahontas trips a man running at Rolfe's back with a dagger.
Elizabeth shoots the bottle out of the bald man's hand.
Pocahontas snatches the dagger and cuts another fool's belt, causing his pants to fall down. He trips over his pants and face-butts another man's stomach.
Elizabeth raises her pistol and fires three shots into the air. Everyone freezes.
Elizabeth: Now then, if we're done here.
Rolfe and Smith:
Elizabeth: Come along.
She walks out of the tavern. Pocahontas, Rolfe, and Smith follow rapidly.
Smith: That was great!
Rolfe is tempted to slap Smith.
Elizabeth: I'm going to find Jack. You can go back to the ships if you want.
Elizabeth starts to leave.
Rolfe: Wait, you can't go alone!
Smith: We should accompany her. Come on.
Elizabeth: I'll be alright. Rolfe, you stay with Pocahontas.
Smith: Fine, but I'm coming with you.
Elizabeth: You don't need to.
She starts to walk.
Rolfe stands by Pocahontas as Smith follows Elizabeth.
Smith: You've got a lot of pride, I see.
Smith pauses.
Smith: I like it.
Elizabeth: Not pride, I just know how to take care of myself.
Smith: Even better.
Elizabeth: Excuse me?
Smith: What? All I'm saying is I respect you.
Elizabeth: Oh. Good. Now where could Jack be?
Smith looks around, then points.
Smith: Isn't that the guy?
Elizabeth: Jack!
Smith: Found 'im.
Jack turns around and sees them.
Jack: Lizzy! And… whatever your name is...
Smith ignores Jack.
Elizabeth: Are you done yet?
Jack: Ah, yes, shall we?
Smith pretends to file his fingernails.
Elizabeth: John, are you alright?
Smith: Quite well.
Elizabeth leans in.
Elizabeth: _{You don't seem too fond of Jack.}
Smith: Au contraire, I think I like his style.
Elizabeth pauses, then locks eyes with Smith.
Elizabeth: No.
Smith: No, what?
Elizabeth: No to the hairstyle.
Smith: Wai… bu… I… he… that's not what I…
Elizabeth: Not what you what?
Smith: Nothing. .-.
Elizabeth: Don't feel bad. He doesn't call most people by their names.
Smith: Right… what's next on the agenda?
Elizabeth: I don't know.
Elizabeth looks to Jack.
Elizabeth: Jack?
Jack: Ah yes. Well, it seems the whelp is in a bit of trouble, but you can leave that to me.
Smith: Who's in trouble?
Elizabeth: The whelp. You mean Will?
Smith: Will?
Jack: Yes, Will. And I said I would handle it. Now you two go back to the ship. And you *points to Smith* make sure that she *points to Elizabeth* stays there.
Smith:
Elizabeth starts to follow Jack.
Elizabeth: Who are you to tell me where I can and cannot go?
Smith: Come on, Miss, we can drink rum and sing. It'll be fun!
Elizabeth looks at Smith.
Elizabeth: Rum is a vile drink.
Smith: .-. Wine, then?
Elizabeth: I really think I should go with Jack.
Smith: Well, what says the Captain about this proposition?
Elizabeth: He said to stay.
Smith: Um, excuse me, Captain? She's being difficult.
Smith isn't sure what to do.
Jack: Deal with it.
Jack walks away.
Smith jogs in front of Elizabeth.
Smith: Let's go play cards!
Elizabeth: No, thank you.
She walks around him.
Smith walks alongside her.
Smith: C'mon, what's so important about this that you think the funny-haired guy can't handle on his own?
Elizabeth: It's Will.
Smith: Will? Are we talking about free will or an actual person named Will?
Elizabeth: A person, but I guess I should listen to him for once.
Smith: Who? Will or the Captain?
Elizabeth: Will is a person, and I should listen to Jack.
Smith: I agree wholeheartedly!
He offers her his hand.
Smith: Shall we?
He gestures in the direction of the ships.
Elizabeth pauses.
Elizabeth: Alright.
She takes the hand.
Smith walks back to the ship.
Smith: You don't think he will take long helping this Will guy, will he? Woah, I think I said will too many times.
Elizabeth: You have and I'm not sure.
Smith: I'll tell you what, if he takes too long and you start to feel uneasy, we'll all go check it out together. Sound good?
Elizabeth: Sounds good.
Smith:
They get back to the ship.
Rolfe looks over the railing.
Smith: Ahoy!
Pocahontas walks to the railing beside Rolfe.
Pocahontas: You couldn't find Jack?
Elizabeth: We found him but he sent us away.
Pocahontas: Oh, he has not completed his business yet?
Elizabeth: New business, I'm afraid.
Pocahontas: Hmm.
Rolfe is holding a glass of wine.
Rolfe: Beautiful weather we're having.
Elizabeth: Hmm? I suppose.
Elizabeth leans on the rail.
Smith: It has to do with some guy named Will.
Pocahontas perks up.
Pocahontas: Will? The man you love, Elizabeth?
Elizabeth: Yes, but Jack won't say anything about it.
Pocahontas: I see. And you're not in the mood to spy, I presume?
Both Smith and Rolfe flash a glare at Pocahontas. She ignores them.
Elizabeth: No, for once. I am not.
Pocahontas: Hmm… you must trust this Jack guy…
Pocahontas twirls her hair around her finger innocently.
Elizabeth: Trust? No.
Pocahontas: Oh. .-.
Rolfe: Uh, Pocahontas dear—
Pocahontas hushes Rolfe with a wave of her hand.
Pocahontas: Well, I suppose it must not be that important…
Elizabeth: I just know it would be worse to get involved.
Rolfe: Yes, I agree.
He speaks loudly, shooting a stern look at his fiancée.
Rolfe: You are a wise woman, Miss Elizabeth.
Pocahontas:
Elizabeth: Please, it is just Elizabeth. Miss is far too formal.
Rolfe: If you wish.
Smith: So… I've never heard of this Will guy.
Elizabeth: I wouldn't expect you to have.
Smith: Ah.
Smith leans in, hoping for more information.
Rolfe: Am I the only one who likes to mind my own business around here?
Elizabeth: Yep.
Rolfe: Except you, of course, Elizabeth.
Elizabeth: That's also because I told you about him already.
Rolfe: True.
Smith: So, when your Captain's business in Tortuga is over any idea where you plan to sail next?
Elizabeth: I guess wherever I need to be… It's really tiring sometimes.
Smith: Hah. Sailing is tiring?! I don't think so.
Elizabeth: My kind of sailing is… it's like running on water.
Smith: I could live my whole life on the oceans and be the happiest man alive.
Smith looks whimsically over the bow.
Elizabeth: Try running from Skeleton Pirates and an entire navy that's out to get you.
Smith: Sounds like a good time!
Rolfe rolls his eyes at Smith.
Rolfe: I understand Elizabeth.
Elizabeth: Well then, perhaps you should join us, Smith.
Smith: Do you travel to new lands? Hunt for treasures beyond your wildest dreams? Discover *gasp* mystical things?
Elizabeth: You make it sound so great. We travel places and fight. Discover things and fight.
Smith: To me, it is great!
Pocahontas: Wait!
Smith: Wait? Why wait?
Pocahontas: Elizabeth, he can't join you until he comes to my village again. Please.
Smith: I can't?
Pocahontas: No, John, my father needs to see you. I don't know the details, but I know it's very important.
Smith:
Elizabeth: What's wrong?
Pocahontas: Please, John.
Smith: Alright, I suppose I can make a detour.
Pocahontas: Nothing's wrong, Elizabeth. But my father needs to see John.
Elizabeth: Oh, alright.
Smith: Hmm, Elizabeth? Do you need us for anything or can we start heading to Virginia right now? I'd rather get it out of the way, whatever it is.
Elizabeth: Huh? Go ahead.
Rolfe: Your Captain won't be short a crew?
Smith: He can find new crew members here, Rolfe.
Elizabeth: Smith is right. Go on.
Rolfe: Alright, then.
Smith: We wish you the best, Elizabeth. Hopefully we'll cross paths again, and soon.
Elizabeth: I hope so. Feel free to come to Port Royal whenever you like.
Smith: Farewell, my lady.
Elizabeth: Goodbye, John Smith.
Smith boards his own ship with Pocahontas and Rolfe and the rest of his crew, and they all set sail for Virginia.

Pocahontas is camping out in the woods and is fast asleep under a buckskin blanket, beside a dying fire.
Flynn sees her.
The embers of the fire continue to glow.
Flynn snickers and gets out his paint and paintbrush from his satchel and inches toward her.
Pocahontas stirs.
Flynn:
Pocahontas rubs her eyes. She sits up and shivers.
Flynn hides behind a tree.
Pocahontas puts more sticks on the embers and blows the fire back to life. She lies down again to go back to sleep, but her stomach rumbles.
Flynn rubs his hands evilly behind the tree, waiting for her to fall back asleep.
Pocahontas sits up again and reaches into her satchel. She is out of food. She is hungry, but also sleepy. She can't decide whether to go back to sleep or go find something to eat. She is not keen on venturing into the ice cold water to get fish for breakfast.
Flynn: _{Sleep… you want to go back to sleeeeeep…}
Pocahontas looks up.
Pocahontas: Who said that?
All is silent.
Pocahontas: Hmm..
Flynn: _{Gooo tooo sleeeeeeeeep…}
Pocahontas:
Pocahontas feels a bit creeped out so she gets up, packs her stuff, and hikes back to the village. When she gets there she makes a nice breakfast of corn and venison.
Flynn follows her back to the village, silently.
When Pocahontas is done eating, she conks out again.
Flynn snickers and takes out his paint and paintbrush again.
Rolfe arrives in the village early and sees Flynn.
Flynn: Hi.
Rolfe: I didn't know you were an artist, Flynn.
Flynn: Of course I am.
Rolfe: Impressive.
Flynn:
Rolfe: Oh great, she's still asleep.
Flynn: So wake her up.
Rolfe: Well, alright. Uh, Pocahontas dear?
Rolfe: She's sleeping but she said she was going to take me somewhere this morning. ;-;
Flynn turbopokes Pocahontas.
Pocahontas: Ahh!!!
Flynn:
Pocahontas jumps out of bed.
Rolfe: Well… that's one way to do it…
Pocahontas: Oh, hi, Flynn.
Flynn:
Pocahontas: John, let's go!
Pocahontas grabs John, hands him a torch, and pushes him into Nakoma's canoe.
Flynn: Sure, I'll just stay here. Alone. In a strange village with a giant evil lizard on the loose.
Pocahontas: Flynn, get in! You might be eaten!
Flynn: Is there room?
Pocahontas: Yes, right in the middle.
Pocahontas paddles over the shore.
Pocahontas: Come on, there's always enough room for three people.
The canoe rocks a bit, but Pocahontas steadies it with her oar.
Flynn:
Pocahontas paddles upstream to reach another branch of the river.
Rolfe: You sure you don't want me to do that, Pocahontas?
Flynn leans to the side.
Pocahontas: You're not in the right spot, John.
Rolfe: We could switch.
Flynn leans to the other side.
Pocahontas: I don't feel like it.
A snapping turtle stares at Flynn.
Rolfe: Fine.
Flynn: Whatchoo lookin' at?
Pocahontas travels down the river a good ways.
Pocahontas: Those things are pretty tasty in a stew, Flynn.
Flynn: Too late, we lost it.
Pocahontas: Whatever, that one was too small anyway.
John lowers the torch that Pocahontas gave him.
Pocahontas: Keep that away from the water, John.
Rolfe:
Rolfe: So where are we going?
Pocahontas: You'll see.
Flynn: You two are so cute together!
Pocahontas paddles a few more minutes until she lands the canoe at the side of the river among a great deal of foliage.
Pocahontas: Come on, guys!
Pocahontas gets out of the canoe and pulls it closer to the land so it won't float away.
Flynn steps out of the canoe, but trips and faceplants.
Rolfe: Oh, dear. Are you alright?
Flynn: _No…
Pocahontas doesn't notice as she climbs up the riverbank.
Rolfe helps Flynn up.
Rolfe: Great, now you're all muddy.
Flynn: I think my nose is broken!
Pocahontas looks back.
Pocahontas: What's wrong?
Rolfe: He tripped and hurt himself.
Flynn points to his not-broken nose.
Pocahontas bandages Flynn's nose.
Flynn: -.- Thanks.
Pocahontas: Come on, you guys will love this.
Pocahontas runs up the riverbank.
Rolfe follows clumsily.
Flynn does the same as John.
Flynn: Ew… these are my new boots. -.-
Pocahontas leads them down a hill into a deep valley and eventually to a cave.
Pocahontas: John, don't let the torch go out!
Rolfe: But it's drizzly. I can't help it.
Pocahontas takes the torch.
Flynn: Oohhhhh…
Rolfe backs away.
Pocahontas goes into the cave.
Flynn follows.
Pocahontas leads them down a long tunnel and stops at the very end. She turns around and looks at them.
Rolfe: Well, what is it?
Flynn: Y'know Pokie, a lantern would be much better for this type of thing…
Rolfe: It would be. .-.
Pocahontas: Hush, you two.
Flynn hushes.
Pocahontas moves aside to reveal a buckskin covering over something. She removes the buckskin to reveal something glittery underneath.
Pocahontas: I found gold!
Rolfe:
Flynn: O.o
Pocahontas: Isn't it beautiful?
Rolfe: Pocahontas, this isn't good… if the settlers found out…
Pocahontas:
Flynn steps closer, eyes wide.
Rolfe: They can't find out!
Pocahontas: Oh.
Rolfe: We must get rid of it!
Flynn: I'll take it.
Pocahontas and Rolfe: You will?
Flynn: Sure. Anything to help out a friend in need.
Rolfe: Okay, but you must get rid of ALL of it.
Pocahontas: It's pretty heavy, I'm afraid it'll sink the canoe.
Flynn: If I must.
Pocahontas: Flynn, if I draw you a map, can you come and collect it all later?
Flynn: I suppose so.
Rolfe: I'LL draw the map, thank you. I'm a better cartographer.
Pocahontas: Nuh uh.
Rolfe: Yuh huh.
Flynn: Ooohhhhhh!
Pocahontas: Fine! Let's go back to the village and John can draw you a map with his amazing drawing skills.
Rolfe:
Pocahontas heads back to the river.
Flynn: Now, now, ladies, you can argue when we get back.
Flynn follows.
Rolfe: ;-;
Rolfe follows too.
They get back to the canoe.
Rolfe: It's my turn to steer.
Pocahontas: Fine.
Flynn:
Rolfe paddles them home to the village. He draws Flynn a map to the treasure.
Rolfe: There, now get rid of it before sundown.
Rolfe: ALL of it.
Flynn: I shall, but… you can't get something for nothing, you know.
Flynn: What will you pay me to get rid of it?
Rolfe: Gold isn't valuable to you?
Pocahontas: Anything you want, Flynn.
Rolfe: Um, Pocahontas…
Flynn: Oh, it is but I'm using my time to help you. So… you got any jewels or something like that?
Pocahontas: I have some pearls.
Rolfe:
Flynn: That'll do.
Pocahontas gives Flynn the pearls. Some are pink pearls, some are white, others are black pearls.
Pocahontas: All from my seafood foraging!
Flynn: Excellent!
Flynn puts the pearls in his satchel.
Flynn: Now, I'll get to work!
Pocahontas:
Rolfe:
Rolfe is ignored.
Flynn follows the map, whistling. He whistles for Max and his supersonic hearing.
A few minutes later Maximus arrives.
Max:
Flynn: Hey, Max. Can you go and bring me as many sacks as you can find?
Max:
Maximus runs away.
Flynn:
Flynn: At least this gold will all be mine. Not the kingdom's, mine!
Max returns with lots of sacks.
Max:
Flynn: Good work! Now, let's go get this gold!
Flynn goes into the cave with a pickaxe and starts mining the gold, putting it in the sacks.
Flynn: We dig dig dig dig dig dig dig dig in the mine the whole day through! We dig dig dig dig dig dig dig is what we like to do!
Flynn:
A few hours later.
Flynn: Well.. that's the last of it.
Flynn: Let's take this stuff to… the tower!
Max:
Flynn: Yes.
Flynn attaches the sacks to Max's saddle and leads him away.

Pocahontas stands in the middle of the village in front of a crowd, retelling the tale of the dreadful curse to the whole tribe through song. The massive bonfire dances and roars in time to the song, as if guided by the spirits. The villagers listen intently, none making a sound but the few musicians who gently beat the drums to the words of her tale.


The curse was a curse far worse than the worst
Brought on by the witch's wrath
I'd run out of breath, drawn close to my death
Lost sight of my rightful path

My blood bleeding out, my mouth dry as drought
I knew I'd have to be brave
My lips peeled and cracked and my vision went black
As I limped all the way to the cave

The shelter, I needed, as the cold rain poured down
I knew I would make it, in spite of my frown
Luck was lost and hopes dwindled to just a bare few
But the spirit within told me just what to do

Close your eyes, listen, push the pain far away
Hear the beat of your heart, feel the heat on your skin
In your ears, in your limbs, let the spirits come in

The rush of the ocean, the hush of the grass
The winding and roaring as rivers flowed past
The beat of a wing of a young mourning dove
Memories of John as he spoke words of love

The spirits that live in the earth, in the sky
In the wind, in the clouds, in the rain by and by
In each kernel of maize, in each grain of sand
In the passing of days, in the palm of your hand

They told me to live, and I did not give in
Then a breeze cooled the burning scar on my chin
A gift from the spirits to help me along
To keep me alive and determined and strong

And there I did wait till along came my John
And without Genie I would surely be gone
And Aladdin and Flynn and Alice with them
Genie did his magic as my sight went dim
Brought me back from the brink, and I was normal again

So now let us utter thanks and a prayer
For the soul of the poor unfortunate mare
Who saved my life by surrendering her own
She lives in our hearts like carvings in stone

For the courage of Flynn, Genie, Aladdin and Alice
For the sight they saw borne of Madam Mim's malice
Was a horrific, repulsive, and a sickening sight
And I'm sure it gave them all quite a fright

But they stayed by my side, did what they could
And everything they did on my behalf was good
We must also acknowledge the deeds of others
Slim, Merlin, and Eden, our Sisters and Brothers

Without them all, the witch would not be beat
So we honor each one for their parts in this feat
The totem will bear these heroes high on its face
So our children's children will know of their grace

The song ends and Powhatan steps forward.
Powhatan: My Brothers! My daughter sings the truth. We shall celebrate in honor of all the people she mentioned, with games and dancing and singing and a huge feast from our successful harvest.
The villagers burst into cheers and children begin to dance around the bonfire excitedly.

Okay..so i guess i never really....watched that movie...as much as other kids have...
Not to mention, im Native American, which makes this whole thing very ironic.
So ive see the movie once before.
Do i remember it?
Fuck no.
But lately everyone has been singing 'Paint With All the Colors of the Wind'. I knew it was an amazing song and i knew..well...the chorus at least.
So..a few minutes ago, i watched the video for it....
I started tearing up.
I dont know why.but i did! Maybe its because im a native american, maybe its because its such a beautiful song, the animation sucks, but the double meaning to the lyrics and art that i couldve never understood when i was a kid became so crystal clear.
So i encourage you...go watch the video.

It was fucking amazing.
....I abuse the the '.' like a mofo.

Last Updated: 10/18/12

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