That night while Jack was in his cabin, Barbossa was talking over his plans with another pirate, who was nicknamed "Frizz" because of his hair.

"I say we lock Jack up somewhere." Frizz said.

"Not so loud! No, no ,no. You're not seein' me point. We get rid of him." Barbossa whispered, looking around to make sure nobody was listening.

"Oh, I know just what we can do too." Frizz replied, seeing Barbossa's point.

"Tomorrow?" Barbossa asked.

"Tomorrow." Frizz confirmed.

    Barbossa grinned. They discussed the details and agreed on the plan.
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