Jack Sparrow: Stop! No, not good! What are you doing? Not Good! You're burning all the food, the shade... the RUM!
Elizabeth Swann: Yes, the rum is gone.
Jack Sparrow: Why is the rum gone?!
Elizabeth Swann: One, because rum 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 really think that there is even the slightest chance that they won't see it?!
Jack Sparrow: But why is the rum gone?!
I guess I'm getting too old 'cause I'm still interested in the TV series 'Avitar' and the new sci fi offering of Dr. Who, although I'm starting to detect a certain homosexual undercurrent to it of late when a few exchanges set off my gaydar.