Jack: "What are you doing? You 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 even the most respectable men into complete scoundrels. Two, that signal is over a thousand feet high. The entire Royal Navy is out looking for me. Do you think there is even the slightest chance they won't see it?"
Jack: "But, why is the rum gone?"