INT. DAY. TAVERN.
TWO PIRATES ARE HAVING A DRINK WHILST ON SHORE LEAVE.
PIRATE 1: Arr, yer drinkin' that rum like there's no tomorrow.
PIRATE 2: Arr as well, only problem is I'm running low on the ole doubloons.
PIRATE 1: Have I ever let you down, me 'earty, especially where booze is concerned. This will warm the cockles of yer 'eart.
PIRATE 1 BRINGS OUT AN OLD BURIED TREASURE MAP AND POINTS TO AN X MARKED ON IT.
PIRATE 2: Yer full of surprises ya ole sea dog.
CUT TO EXT. THE PIRATES ARE USING METAL DETECTORS ON A CROWDED NUDIST BEACH.
(SFX BLEEP, BLEEP).
NAKED MAN: Watch out, that's my Prince Albert.
PIRATE 1: Oops, shiver me timbers. And talking about wood...
CAMERA PANS TO REVEAL PIRATE 2 HOLDING METAL DETECTOR BUT BASE OF IT IS NOW POINTING TOWARDS THE SKY.
PIRATE 2: (looking at nude woman) I think I've found the chest.
ENDS.
