Pirates Of The Caribbean Script - Dialogue Transcript

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Pirates Of The Caribbean Script


 

                   

Drink up, me hearties, yo ho



 

                   

We kidnap and ravage

and don't give a hoot



 

                   

Drink up, me hearties, yo ho



 

                   

A pirate's life for me



 

                   

We extort, we pilfer,

we filch and sack



 

                   

Drink up



 

                   

Quiet, missy.



 

                   

Cursed pirates sail

these waters.



 

                   

You don't want to bring them .



  

                   

Mr. Gibbs, that will do.



  

                   

She was singing about pirates.



  

                   

lt's bad luck to be singing

about pirates



  

                   

with us mired

in this unnatural fog .



  

                   

Mark my words.



  

                   

Consider them marked .



  

                   

On your way.



  

                   

Aye, Lieutenant.



  

                   

lt's bad luck to have

a woman on board , too.



  

                   

Even a miniature one.



  

                   

l think it'd be rather exciting

to meet a pirate.



  

                   

Think again , Miss Swann .



  

                   

Vile and dissolute creatures,

the lot of them .



  

                   

l intend that any man

who sails under a pirate flag



  

                   

or wears a pirate brand gets

what he deserves.



  

                   

A short drop and a sudden stop.



  

                   

Lieutenant Norrington ,

l appreciate your fervor,



  

                   

but l'm concerned

about the effect



  

                   

this subject will have

upon my daughter.



  

                   

My apologies, Governor Swann .



  

                   

Actually,

l find it all fascinating .



  

                   

Yes.

That's what concerns me.



  

                   

Look! A boy!

There's a boy in the water!



  

                   

Man overboard !



  

                   

Man the ropes.

Fetch a hook.



  

                   

Haul him aboard .



  

                   

He's still breathing .



  

                   

Mary, Mother of God .



  

                   

What happened here?



  

                   

lt's the powder magazine.



  

                   

Merchant vessels run

heavily armed .



  

                   

A lot of good it did them .



  

                   

Everyone's thinking it.

l'm just saying it.



  

                   

Pirates.



  

                   

There's no proof of that.

lt's probably an accident.



  

                   

Rouse the captain immediately.



  

                   

Heave to and take in sail .

Launch the boats.



  

                   

Elizabeth , l want you

to accompany the boy.



  

                   

He'll be in your charge.



  

                   

Take care of him .



  

                   

lt's okay.



  

                   

My name's Elizabeth Swann .



  

                   

Will Turner.



  

                   

l'm watching over you , Will .



  

                   

You're a pirate.



  

                   

Has he said anything?



  

                   

His name's William Turner.

That's all l found out.



  

                   

Take him below.



  

                   

Are you all right?



  

                   

Are you decent?



  

                   

Yes.



  

                   

Yes.



  

                   

Still abed at this hour?



  

                   

Oh , it's a beautiful day.



  

                   

l have a gift for you .



  

                   

Oh , it's beautiful .



  

                   

lsn't it?



  

                   

May l inquire

as to the occasion?



  

                   

Does a father need an occasion

to dote upon his daughter?



  

                   

Go on .



  

                   

Actually, l . . .



  

                   

l hoped you might wear it

for the ceremony today.



  

                   

The ceremony?



  

                   

Captain Norrington's

promotion ceremony.



  

                   

l knew it.



  

                   

Commodore Norrington ,

as he's about to become.



  

                   

A fine gentleman ,

don't you think?



  

                   

He fancies you , you know.



  

                   

How's it coming?



  

                   

lt's difficult to say.



  

                   

l'm told it's the latest fashion

in London .



  

                   

Well , women in London

must've learnt not to breathe.



  

                   

Milord , you have a visitor.



  

                   

Mr. Turner.



  

                   

Good to see you again .



  

                   

Good day, sir.



  

                   

l have your order.



  

                   

Well .



  

                   

The blade is folded steel .



  

                   

That's gold filigree

laid into the handle.



  

                   

lf l may.



  

                   

Perfectly balanced .



  

                   

The tang is nearly

the full width of the blade.



  

                   

lmpressive.

Very impressive.



  

                   

Now, now.



  

                   

Commodore Norrington is going

to be very pleased with this.



  

                   

Do pass my compliments on

to your master.



  

                   

l shall .



  

                   

A craftsman is always pleased

to hear his work is appreciated .



  

                   

Elizabeth ,

you look absolutely stunning .



   

                   

lt's so good to see you .



   

                   

l had a dream about you

last night.



   

                   

About me?



   

                   

Yes, is that entirely proper

for you --



   

                   

About the day we met.

Do you remember?



   

                   

How could l forget, Miss Swann?



   

                   

How many times must l ask you

to call me Elizabeth?



   

                   

At least once more,

Miss Swann , as always.



   

                   

There. See?



   

                   

At least the boy has a sense

of propriety.



   

                   

We really must be going .

There you are.



   

                   

Good day, Mr. Turner.



   

                   

Come along .



   

                   

Good day.



   

                   

Hold up, there, you .



   

                   

lt's a shilling to tie up

your boat at the dock.



   

                   

And l shall need to know

your name.



   

                   

What do you say

to three shillings,



   

                   

and we forget the name?



   

                   

Welcome to Port Royal ,

Mr. Smith .



   

                   

Two paces march !



   

                   

Right about-face!



   

                   

Present arms!



   

                   

This dock is off limits

to civilians.



   

                   

l'm terribly sorry.

l didn't know.



   

                   

lf l see one,

l shall inform you immediately.



   

                   

There's some sort of high-toned

and fancy to-do up at the fort.



   

                   

How could it be two upstanding

gentlemen such as yourselves



   

                   

did not merit an invitation?



   

                   

Someone has to make sure

this dock stays off limits.



   

                   

lt's a fine goal , to be sure.



   

                   

But it seems to me

that a ship like that



   

                   

makes this one here

a bit superfluous, really.



   

                   

The Dauntless is the power

in these waters, true.



   

                   

But there's no ship as can match

the lnterceptor for speed .



   

                   

l've heard of one.



   

                   

lt's supposed to be very fast.

Nigh uncatchable.



   

                   

The Black Pearl.



   

                   

Well , there's no real ship

as can match the lnterceptor.



   

                   

Black Pearl is a real ship.



   

                   

No.

No, it's not.



   

                   

Yes, it is.

l've seen it.



   

                   

You've seen it?



   

                   

Yes.



   

                   

You haven't seen it.



   

                   

Yes, l have.



   

                   

You've seen a ship

with black sails



   

                   

that's crewed by the damned

and captained by a man so evil



   

                   

that Hell itself

spat him back out?



   

                   

No.



   

                   

No.



   

                   

But l have seen a ship

with black sails.



   

                   

No ship that's not crewed

by the damned



   

                   

and captained by a man so evil

that Hell spat him out



   

                   

could possibly have black sails,

therefore couldn't be



   

                   

any other ship

than the Black Pearl.



   

                   

ls that what you're saying?



   

                   

No.



   

                   

Like l said ,

there's no real ship



   

                   

as can match the lnterceptor.



   

                   

You !



   

                   

Get away from there!



   

                   

You don't have permission

to be there.



   

                   

l'm sorry.

lt's such a pretty boat.



   

                   

Ship.



   

                   

What's your name?



   

                   

Smith .

Or Smithy, if you like.



   

                   

What's your purpose

in Port Royal , Mr. Smith?



   

                   

Yeah .

And no lies.



   

                   

Well , then , l confess.



   

                   

lt is my intention to

commandeer one of these ships,



   

                   

pick up a crew in Tortuga,

raid , pillage, plunder,



   

                   

and otherwise pilfer

my weaselly black guts out.



   

                   

-l said no lies.

-l think he's telling the truth .



   

                   

lf he were telling the truth ,

he wouldn't have told us.



   

                   

Unless you wouldn't believe

the truth even if he told you .



   

                   

May l have a moment?



   

                   

You look lovely, Elizabeth .



   

                   

l apologize if l seem forward ,

but l must speak my mind .



   

                   

This promotion throws

into sharp relief



   

                   

that which l have not yet

achieved .



   

                   

A marriage to a fine woman .



   

                   

You have become

a fine woman , Elizabeth .



   

                   

l can't breathe.



   

                   

Yes, l'm a bit nervous myself.



   

                   

And then they made me

their chief.



   

                   

My God .



   

                   

The rocks!



   

                   

Sir, it's a miracle

she missed them .



   

                   

-Will you be saving her?

-l can't swim .



   

                   

Pride of the King's Navy,

you are.



   

                   

Do not lose these.



   

                   

What was that?



   

                   

Make way!



   

                   

l got her!



   

                   

She's not breathing !



   

                   

Move!



   

                   

l never would've thought

of that.



   

                   

Clearly you've never been

to Singapore.



   

                   

Where did you get that?



   

                   

On your feet.



   

                   

Are you all right?



   

                   

Yes, l'm fine.



   

                   

Shoot him .



   

                   

-Father.

-What?



   

                   

Commodore, do you really

intend to kill my rescuer?



   

                   

l believe thanks are in order.



   

                   

Had a brush with the East lndia

Trading Company, did we, pirate?



   

                   

Hang him .



   

                   

Keep your guns on him , men .

Gillette, fetch some irons.



   

                   

Well , well .



   

                   

Jack Sparrow, isn't it?



   

                   

Captain Jack Sparrow,

if you please, sir.



   

                   

Well , l don't see

your ship, Captain .



   

                   

l'm in the market, as it were.



   

                   

He said he'd come

to commandeer one.



   

                   

Told you he was telling

the truth . These are his, sir.



   

                   

No additional shot nor powder.



   

                   

A compass

that doesn't point North .



   

                   

And l half expected it

to be made of wood .



   

                   

You are without doubt the worst

pirate l've ever heard of.



   

                   

But you have heard of me.



   

                   

Commodore,

l really must protest.



   

                   

Carefully, Lieutenant.



   

                   

Pirate or not,

this man saved my life.



   

                   

One good deed is not enough

to redeem a man



   

                   

of a lifetime of wickedness.



   

                   

Though it seems enough

to condemn him .



   

                   

lndeed .



   

                   

Finally.



   

                   

No.



   

                   

No! Don't shoot!



   

                   

l knew you'd warm up to me.



   

                   

Commodore Norrington ,

my effects, please.



   

                   

And my hat.



   

                   

Commodore.



   

                   

-lt is Elizabeth , isn't it?

-lt's Miss Swann .



   

                   

Miss Swann , if you'd be so kind .



   

                   

Come, come, dear.

We don't have all day.



   

                   

Now if you'll be very kind .



   

                   

Easy on the goods, darling .



   

                   

You're despicable.



   

                   

Sticks and stones, love.



   

                   

l saved your life.

You save mine. We're square.



   

                   

Gentlemen , milady,

you will always remember this



   

                   

as the day that you almost

caught Captain Jack Sparrow.



   

                   

Now will you shoot him?



   

                   

Open fire!



   

                   

On his heels!



   

                   

Take cover, man !



   

                   

Gillette, Mr. Sparrow has a dawn

appointment with the gallows.



   

                   

l would hate for him to miss it.



   

                   

Search upstairs!



   

                   

Look lively, men !



   

                   

Right where l left you .



   

                   

Not where l left you .



   

                   

You're the one they're hunting .



   

                   

The pirate.



   

                   

You seem familiar.

Have l threatened you before?



   

                   

l make a point of avoiding

familiarity with pirates.



   

                   

lt would be a shame to

put a mark on your record .



   

                   

So if you'll excuse me.



   

                   

Do you think this wise, boy?



   

                   

Crossing blades with a pirate?



   

                   

You threatened Miss Swann .



   

                   

Only a little.



   

                   

You know what you're doing . l'll

give you that. Excellent form .



   

                   

But how's your footwork?



   

                   

lf l step here.



   

                   

Very good .



   

                   

And now l step again .



   

                   

That is a wonderful trick.



   

                   

Except, once again , you are

between me and my way out.



   

                   

And now you have no weapon .



   

                   

Who makes all these?



   

                   

l do.



   

                   

And l practice with them

three hours a day.



   

                   

You need to find yourself

a girl , mate.



   

                   

Or perhaps the reason

you practice three hours a day



   

                   

is that you found one



   

                   

and are otherwise incapable

of wooing said strumpet.



   

                   

You're not a eunuch , are you?



   

                   

l practice three hours a day

so when l meet a pirate,



   

                   

l can kill it!



   

                   

You cheated .



   

                   

Pirate.



   

                   

Move away.



   

                   

No.



   

                   

-Please move.

-No.



   

                   

l cannot just step aside

and let you escape.



   

                   

This shot is not meant for you .



   

                   

There he is!

Over here!



   

                   

Excellent work, Mr. Brown .



   

                   

You've assisted in the capture

of a fugitive.



   

                   

Just doing my civic duty, sir.



   

                   

l trust you will

remember this is the day



   

                   

Captain Jack Sparrow

almost escaped .



   

                   

Take him away.



   

                   

-Can you smell it?

-Come here.



   

                   

-lt's marrowbone.

-Come here.



   

                   

-Want a juicy bone?

-Come here.



   

                   

-Come here, boy!

-Come on .



   

                   

You can keep doing that forever.

The dog is never going to move.



   

                   

Oh , excuse us



   

                   

if we haven't resigned ourself

to the gallows just yet.



   

                   

There you go, miss.



   

                   

lt was a difficult day for you ,

l'm sure.



   

                   

l suspected Commodore Norrington

would propose.



   

                   

l must admit,

l wasn't prepared for it.



   

                   

l meant you being threatened by

that pirate. Sounds terrifying .



   

                   

Yes, it was terrifying .



   

                   

But the commodore proposed .

Fancy that.



   

                   

Now, that's a smart match , miss,

if it's not too bold to say.



   

                   

lt is a smart match .



   

                   

He's a fine man .



   

                   

He's what any woman should dream

of marrying .



   

                   

Well , that Will Turner.

He's a fine man , too.



   

                   

That is too bold .



   

                   

Well , begging your pardon , miss.

lt was not my place.



   

                   

Has my daughter given you

an answer yet?



   

                   

No, she hasn't.



   

                   

Well , she has had

a very trying day.



   

                   

Ghastly weather,

don't you think?



   

                   

Bleak. Very bleak.



   

                   

What's that?



   

                   

Cannon fire!



   

                   

Return fire!



   

                   

-l know those guns.

-Men to arms!



   

                   

lt's the Pearl.



   

                   

The Black Pearl?



   

                   

l've heard stories.



   

                   

She's been preying on ships and

settlements for near     years.



   

                   

Never leaves any survivors.



   

                   

No survivors?



   

                   

Then where do the stories

come from , l wonder?



   

                   

Coming through !



   

                   

Sight the muzzle flash !



   

                   

Aim for the flashes!



   

                   

l need a full strike,

fore and aft.



   

                   

Mr. Stephens, more cartridges!



   

                   

Governor, barricade yourself

in my office.



   

                   

That's an order.



   

                   

Don't!



   

                   

Hello, chum .



   

                   

Up there.



   

                   

Up there!



   

                   

Miss Swann ,

they've come to kidnap you !



   

                   

What?



   

                   

You're the governor's daughter.



   

                   

ln here!



   

                   

Listen .

They haven't seen you .



   

                   

The first chance you get,

run to the fort.



   

                   

Gotcha.



   

                   

No! No! No!

lt's hot!



   

                   

You burned me!



   

                   

Come on !



   

                   

We know you're here, poppet.



   

                   

Poppet.



   

                   

Come out and we promise

we won't hurt you .



   

                   

We will find you , poppet.



   

                   

You've got something of ours,

and it calls to us.



   

                   

The gold calls to us.



   

                   

Gold .



   

                   

Hello, poppet.



   

                   

Parley.



   

                   

What?



   

                   

Parley.



   

                   

l invoke the right of parley.



   

                   

According to the Code

of the Brethren



   

                   

set down by the pirates Morgan

and Bartholomew,



   

                   

you have to take me

to your captain .



   

                   

l know the Code.



   

                   

lf an adversary demands parley,



   

                   

you can do them no harm

until the parley is complete.



   

                   

To blazes with the Code.



   

                   

She wants to be taken

to the captain .



   

                   

And she'll go without a fuss.



   

                   

We must honor the Code.



   

                   

Say goodbye.



   

                   

Goodbye.



   

                   

Come on !



   

                   

Out of my way, scum !



   

                   

My sympathies, friend .



   

                   

You've no manner of luck at all .



   

                   

Come on , doggy.



   

                   

lt's just you and me now.



   

                   

lt's you and old Jack.

Come on .



   

                   

Come on .

That's a boy.



   

                   

Good boy.

Come get the bone.



   

                   

That's a good boy.

Come on .



   

                   

A bit closer.

A bit closer.



   

                   

That's it.

That's it, doggy.



   

                   

Come on , you filthy,

slimy, mangy cur.



   

                   

Don't do that.



   

                   

No, no!

l didn't mean it!



   

                   

l didn't.



   

                   

This ain't the armory.



   

                   

Well , well , well .

Look what we have here, Twigg .



   

                   

Captain Jack Sparrow.



   

                   

Last time l saw you ,



   

                   

you were all alone

on a godforsaken island ,



   

                   

shrinking into the distance.



   

                   

His fortunes aren't

improved much .



   

                   

Worry about your own fortunes,

gentlemen .



   

                   

The deepest circle of hell

is reserved for betrayers



   

                   

and mutineers.



   

                   

So there is a curse.



   

                   

That's interesting .



   

                   

You know nothing of hell .



   

                   

That's very interesting .



   

                   

l didn't know

we was taking on captives.



   

                   

She's invoked the right

of parley with Captain Barbossa.



   

                   

-l'm here to --

-You'll speak when spoken to.



   

                   

And ye will not lay a hand



   

                   

on those under the protection

of parley.



   

                   

Aye, sir.



   

                   

My apologies, miss.



   

                   

Captain Barbossa,

l am here to negotiate



   

                   

the cessation of hostilities

against Port Royal .



   

                   

There were a lot

of long words in there.



   

                   

We're naught but humble pirates.



   

                   

What is it that you want?



   

                   

l want you to leave

and never come back.



   

                   

l'm disinclined to acquiesce

to your request.



   

                   

Means ''no.''



   

                   

Very well .



   

                   

l'll drop it.



   

                   

Me holds are bursting with swag .



   

                   

That bit of shine matters to us?



   

                   

Why?



   

                   

lt's what you've been searching

for. l recognize this ship.



   

                   

l saw it eight years ago

on the crossing from England .



   

                   

Did you , now?



   

                   

Fine.



   

                   

l suppose if it is worthless,



   

                   

there's no point

in me keeping it.



   

                   

You have a name, missy?



   

                   

Elizabeth Turner.



   

                   

l'm a maid

in the governor's household .



   

                   

Miss Turner.



   

                   

Bootstrap.



   

                   

How does a maid own

a trinket such as that?



   

                   

Family heirloom , perhaps?



   

                   

l didn't steal it,

if that's what you mean .



   

                   

Very well .

Hand it over.



   

                   

We'll put your town to our

rudder and ne'er return .



   

                   

Our bargain?



   

                   

Still the guns and stow them .



   

                   

Wait!

You have to take me to shore!



   

                   

According to the Code --



   

                   

First, your return to shore

was not part of our agreement.



   

                   

So l must do nothing .



   

                   

You must be a pirate for

the Pirate's Code to apply,



   

                   

and you're not.



   

                   

Thirdly, the Code is more

what you'd call guidelines



   

                   

than actual rules.



   

                   

Welcome aboard the Black Pearl,

Miss Turner.



   

                   

They've taken her.

They've taken Elizabeth .



   

                   

Mr. Murtogg , remove this man .



   

                   

We have to hunt them down .

We must save her.



   

                   

And where do you propose

we start?



   

                   

lf you have information

concerning my daughter,



   

                   

please share it.



   

                   

That Jack Sparrow.

He talked about the Black Pearl.



   

                   

Mentioned it

is more what he did .



   

                   

Ask him where it is.

He could lead us to it.



   

                   

No. The pirates

who invaded this fort



   

                   

left Sparrow locked in his cell ,

ergo they are not his allies.



   

                   

We will establish

their most likely course.



   

                   

That's not good enough !



   

                   

Mr. Turner, you are not

a military man .



   

                   

You are not a sailor.



   

                   

You are a blacksmith .



   

                   

And this is not the moment

for rash actions.



   

                   

Do not make the mistake

of thinking



   

                   

you are the only man here

who cares for Elizabeth .



   

                   

You .



   

                   

You are familiar with that ship.

The Black Pearl.



   

                   

l've heard of it.



   

                   

Where does it make berth?



   

                   

Where does it make berth?



   

                   

Have you not heard the stories?



   

                   

Captain Barbossa

and his crew of miscreants



   

                   

sail from the dreaded

lsla de Muerta.



   

                   

lt's an island

that cannot be found ,



   

                   

except by those

who already know where it is.



   

                   

The ship's real enough .



   

                   

lts anchorage

must be a real place.



   

                   

Where is it?



   

                   

Why ask me?



   

                   

Because you're a pirate.



   

                   

And you want to turn pirate

yourself, is that it?



   

                   

Never.



   

                   

They took Miss Swann .



   

                   

Oh , so it is

that you found a girl .



   

                   

l see. Well , if you're intending

to brave all ,



   

                   

hasten to her rescue,

and so win fair lady's heart,



   

                   

you'll have to

do it alone, mate.



   

                   

l see no profit in it for me.



   

                   

l can get you out of here.



   

                   

How's that?

They key's run off.



   

                   

l helped build these cells.



   

                   

These are

half-pin barrel hinges.



   

                   

With the right leverage and the

proper application of strength .



   

                   

The door will lift free.



   

                   

What's your name?



   

                   

That would be short for William ,

l imagine.



   

                   

Good , strong name.



   

                   

No doubt named for your father.



   

                   

Yes.



   

                   

Well , Mr. Turner,

l've changed me mind .



   

                   

lf you spring me from this cell ,

l swear on pain of death



   

                   

l shall take you

to the Black Pearl



   

                   

and your bonny lass.



   

                   

Do we have an accord?



   

                   

Agreed .



   

                   

Agreed .



   

                   

Get me out.



   

                   

Hurry.

Someone will have heard that.



   

                   

Not without my effects.



   

                   

We're going to steal the ship?



   

                   

That ship?



   

                   

Commandeer.



   

                   

We're going to commandeer

that ship.



   

                   

Nautical term .



   

                   

One question

about your business.



   

                   

Or there's no use going .



   

                   

This girl .



   

                   

How far are you willing

to go to save her?



   

                   

l'd die for her.



   

                   

Oh , good .



   

                   

No worries, then .



   

                   

This is either madness

or brilliance.



   

                   

lt's remarkable how often

those two traits coincide.



   

                   

Everyone stay calm !

We are taking over the ship.



   

                   

Aye! Avast!



   

                   

This ship cannot be crewed

by two men .



   

                   

You'll never make it

out of the bay.



   

                   

Son , l'm Captain Jack Sparrow.



   

                   

Savvy?



   

                   

Commodore.



   

                   

Sir, they've taken

the Dauntless!



   

                   

Commodore!



   

                   

They've taken the ship!



   

                   

Sparrow and Turner

have taken the Dauntless!



   

                   

Rash , Turner.

Too rash .



   

                   

That is without doubt the worst

pirate l have ever seen .



   

                   

Here they come.



   

                   

Bring her around !

Bring her around !



   

                   

Search every cabin , every hull ,

down to the bilges.



   

                   

Sailors,

back to the lnterceptor.



   

                   

Now!



   

                   

Thank you , Commodore, for

getting us ready to make way.



   

                   

We'd have had a hard time of it

by ourselves.



   

                   

Set topsails

and clear up this mess.



   

                   

With the wind ,

we won't catch them .



   

                   

l don't need to. Get them

in range of the long nines.



   

                   

Hands, come about!



   

                   

Run out the guns!



   

                   

We are to fire

on our own ship, sir?



   

                   

l'd rather see her

at the bottom of the ocean



   

                   

than in the hands of a pirate.



   

                   

Commodore, he's disabled

the rudder chain , sir.



   

                   

Abandon ship!



   

                   

That's got to be the best pirate

l've ever seen .



   

                   

So it would seem .



   

                   

When l was a lad

living in England ,



   

                   

my mother raised me by herself.



   

                   

After she died , l came out here,

looking for my father.



   

                   

ls that so?



   

                   

My father, Will Turner.



   

                   

lt was only after you learnt

my name you agreed to help.



   

                   

Since that's what l wanted ,

l didn't press the matter.



   

                   

l'm not a simpleton , Jack.



   

                   

You knew my father.



   

                   

l knew him .



   

                   

Probably one of the few

who knew him as William Turner.



   

                   

Everyone else called him

Bootstrap or Bootstrap Bill .



   

                   

Good man .

Good pirate.



   

                   

l swear, you look just like him .



   

                   

lt's not true.



   

                   

He was a merchant sailor.



   

                   

A respectable man

who obeyed the law.



   

                   

He was a bloody pirate.

A scallywag .



   

                   

My father was not a pirate.



   

                   

Put it away, son . lt's not worth

you getting beat again .



   

                   

You ignored the rules

of engagement.



   

                   

ln a fair fight, l'd kill you .



   

                   

Then that's not much incentive

for me to fight fair.



   

                   

Now, as long as you're just

hanging there, pay attention .



   

                   

The only rules

that really matter are these.



   

                   

What a man can do

and what a man can't do.



   

                   

For instance,



   

                   

you can accept that your father

was a pirate and a good man



   

                   

or you can't.



   

                   

Pirate is in your blood ,



   

                   

so you'll have to square

with that someday.



   

                   

Now, me, for example.



   

                   

l can let you drown .



   

                   

But l can't bring this ship

into Tortuga



   

                   

all by me onesy, savvy?



   

                   

So.



   

                   

Can you sail under the command

of a pirate?



   

                   

Or can you not?



   

                   

Tortuga?



   

                   

Tortuga.



   

                   

More importantly,

it is indeed a sad life



   

                   

that has never breathed deep

this sweet bouquet



   

                   

that is Tortuga, savvy?



   

                   

What do you think?



   

                   

lt'll linger.



   

                   

l'll tell you , mate,



   

                   

if every town in the world

were like this one,



   

                   

no man would ever feel unwanted .



   

                   

Scarlett!



   

                   

Not sure l deserved that.



   

                   

Giselle!



   

                   

Giselle!



   

                   

Who was she?



   

                   

What?



   

                   

l may have deserved that.



   

                   

Curse you for breathing ,

you slack-jawed idiot!



   

                   

Mother's love!



   

                   

You should know better than to

wake a man when he's sleeping .



   

                   

lt's bad luck.



   

                   

Fortunately,

l know how to counter it.



   

                   

The man who did the waking



   

                   

buys the man who was sleeping

a drink.



   

                   

The man who was sleeping drinks

while listening to a proposition



   

                   

from the man who did the waking .



   

                   

Aye, that'll about do it.



   

                   

Blast!

l'm already awake!



   

                   

That was for the smell .



   

                   

Keep a sharp eye.



   

                   

Now, what's the nature

of this venture of yourn?



   

                   

Now, what's the nature

of this venture of yourn?



   

                   

l'm going after the Black Pearl.



   

                   

l know where it's going to be,

and l'm gonna take it.



   

                   

Jack, it's a fool's errand .



   

                   

You know better than me

the tales of the Black Pearl.



   

                   

That's why l know

what Barbossa is up to.



   

                   

All l need is a crew.



   

                   

From what l hear of Barbossa,



   

                   

he's not a man to suffer fools,

nor strike a bargain with one.



   

                   

l'd say it's a good thing

l'm not a fool .



   

                   

Prove me wrong .



   

                   

What makes you think Barbossa

will give up his ship to you?



   

                   

Let's just say

it's a matter of leverage.



   

                   

The kid?



   

                   

That is the child

of Bootstrap Bill Turner.



   

                   

His only child , savvy?



   

                   

ls he, now?



   

                   

''Leverage,'' says you .



   

                   

''l think l feel a change

in the wind ,'' says l .



   

                   

l'll find us a crew.



   

                   

There's bound to be some sailors

crazy as you .



   

                   

One can only hope.



   

                   

Take what you can .



   

                   

Give nothing back.



   

                   

You'll be dining

with the captain .



   

                   

And he requests you wear this.



   

                   

You tell the captain



   

                   

that l am disinclined

to acquiesce to his request.



   

                   

He said you'd say that.



   

                   

He also said ,

if that be the case,



   

                   

you'll be dining with the crew.



   

                   

And you'll be naked .



   

                   

Fine.



   

                   

There's no need to stand on

ceremony, nor call to impress.



   

                   

You must be hungry.



   

                   

Try the wine.



   

                   

And the apples.



   

                   

One of those next?



   

                   

lt's poisoned .



   

                   

There would be no sense

to be killing you .



   

                   

Release me.

You have your trinket.



   

                   

l'm of no further value to you .



   

                   

You don't know what this is,

do you?



   

                   

lt's a pirate medallion .



   

                   

This is Aztec gold .



   

                   

One of     identical pieces



   

                   

they delivered in a stone chest

to CortÚs himself.



   

                   

Blood money paid

to stem the slaughter



   

                   

he wreaked upon them

with his armies.



   

                   

But the greed of CortÚs

was insatiable.



   

                   

So the heathen gods placed

upon the gold a terrible curse.



   

                   

Any mortal that removes



   

                   

but a single piece

from that stone chest



   

                   

shall be punished for eternity.



   

                   

l hardly believe in ghost

stories anymore, Captain .



   

                   

l hardly believe in ghost

stories anymore, Captain .



   

                   

That's exactly what l thought

when we were told the tale.



   

                   

Buried on an island of dead

what cannot be found ,



   

                   

except for those

who know where it is.



   

                   

Find it, we did .



   

                   

There be the chest.



   

                   

lnside be the gold .



   

                   

And we took them all .



   

                   

We spent them and traded them



   

                   

and frittered them away

on drink and food



   

                   

and pleasurable company.



   

                   

The more we gave them away,

the more we came to realize,



   

                   

the drink would not satisfy,



   

                   

food turned to ash

in our mouths,



   

                   

and all the pleasurable company

in the world



   

                   

could not slake our lust.



   

                   

We are cursed men , Miss Turner.



   

                   

Compelled by greed , we were,

but now we are consumed by it.



   

                   

There is one way

we can end our curse.



   

                   

All the scattered pieces

of the Aztec gold



   

                   

must be restored

and the blood repaid .



   

                   

Thanks to ye,

we have the final piece.



   

                   

And the blood to be repaid?



   

                   

That's why there's no sense

to be killin' you yet.



   

                   

Apple?



   

                   

No!



   

                   

l'm curious.



   

                   

After killing me, what is it

you're planning on doing next?



   

                   

Look!



   

                   

The moonlight shows us

for what we really are.



   

                   

We are not among the living ,

and so we cannot die.



   

                   

But neither are we dead .



   

                   

For too long l've been parched

and unable to quench it.



   

                   

Too long l've been starving

to death and haven't died .



   

                   

l feel nothing .



   

                   

Not the wind on my face

nor the spray of the sea



   

                   

nor the warmth

of a woman's flesh .



   

                   

You best start believing

in ghost stories, Miss Turner.



   

                   

You're in one!



   

                   

What are you looking at?

Back to work!



   

                   

You heard the captain .

Back to work.



   

                   

Feast your eyes, Captain .



   

                   

All of them faithful hands

before the mast.



   

                   

Every man worth his salt.



   

                   

And crazy to boot.



   

                   

So this is

your able-bodied crew?



   

                   

-You , sailor!

-Cotton , sir.



   

                   

Mr. Cotton , do you have

the courage to follow orders



   

                   

and stay true in the face

of danger and death?



   

                   

Mr. Cotton !

Answer, man !



   

                   

He's a mute. Poor devil

had his tongue cut out.



   

                   

He trained the parrot

to talk for him .



   

                   

No one's yet figured how.



   

                   

Mr. Cotton's parrot.



   

                   

Same question .



   

                   

Wind in the sails!

Wind in the sails!



   

                   

Mostly we figure

that means ''yes.''



   

                   

Of course it does.



   

                   

Satisfied?



   

                   

Well , you've proved they're mad .



   

                   

And what's the benefit for us?



   

                   

Anamaria.



   

                   

l suppose

you didn't deserve that.



   

                   

No, that one l deserved .



   

                   

You stole my boat!



   

                   

Actually --



   

                   

Borrowed .

Borrowed without permission .



   

                   

But with every intention

of bringing it back.



   

                   

But you didn't!



   

                   

You'll get another one.



   

                   

l will .



   

                   

A better one.



   

                   

A better one!



   

                   

That one.



   

                   

What one?



   

                   

That one?



   

                   

Aye, that one.



   

                   

What say you?



   

                   

Anchors aweigh !



   

                   

No, no, it's frightful bad luck

to bring a woman aboard , sir.



   

                   

lt'll be far worse

not to have her.



   

                   

How can we sail to an island

that nobody can find



   

                   

with a compass

that doesn't work?



   

                   

Aye, the compass

doesn't point North ,



   

                   

but we're not trying

to find North , are we?



   

                   

We should drop canvas, sir.



   

                   

She can hold a bit longer.



   

                   

What's in your head that's

put you in such a fine mood?



   

                   

We're catching up.



   

                   

Time to go, poppet.



   

                   

Dead men tell no tales.



   

                   

Puts a chill in the bones



   

                   

how many honest sailors have

been claimed by this passage.



   

                   

How is it that Jack

came by that compass?



   

                   

Not a lot's known about Jack

fore he showed up in Tortuga



   

                   

with a mind to go after the

treasure of the lsla de Muerta.



   

                   

That was before l'd met him .



   

                   

Back when he was Captain

of the Black Pearl.



   

                   

What?



   

                   

He failed to mention that.



   

                   

He plays things

closer to the vest now.



   

                   

And a hard-learned lesson

it was.



   

                   

Three days out,

the first mate comes to him



   

                   

and says everything's

an equal share.



   

                   

That should mean the location

of the treasure.



   

                   

Jack gives up the bearings.



   

                   

That night, there was a mutiny.



   

                   

They marooned Jack on an island

and left him to die,



   

                   

but not before he'd gone mad

with the heat.



   

                   

So that's the reason

for all the. . .



   

                   

Reason's got nothing

to do with it.



   

                   

Now, Will ,

when a pirate's marooned ,



   

                   

he's a given a pistol with

a single shot. One shot.



   

                   

Well , that won't do much good

hunting or to be rescued .



   

                   

But after three weeks

of a starving belly and thirst,



   

                   

that pistol will start

to look real friendly.



   

                   

But Jack escaped the island , and

he still has that single shot.



   

                   

Oh , he won't use it,

though , save on one man .



   

                   

His mutinous first mate.



   

                   

How did Jack get off the island?



   

                   

Well , l'll tell ye.



   

                   

He waded out into the shallows.



   

                   

He waited there

three days and three nights



   

                   

till all manner of sea creatures



   

                   

'came acclimated

to his presence.



   

                   

And on the fourth morning ,



   

                   

he roped

a couple of sea turtles,



   

                   

lashed them together,

and made a raft.



   

                   

He roped a couple

of sea turtles?



   

                   

Aye, sea turtles.



   

                   

What did he use for rope?



   

                   

Human hair.



   

                   

From my back.



   

                   

Let go the anchor!



   

                   

Aye, Captain , aye!



   

                   

Young Mr. Turner and l

are to go ashore.



   

                   

Captain , what if the worst

should happen?



   

                   

Keep to the Code.



   

                   

Aye, the Code.



   

                   

Move.



   

                   

    years of hoarding swag .



   

                   

And now we finally

get to spend it.



   

                   

Once we're quit of the curse,

we'll be rich men .



   

                   

You can buy an eye what actually

fits and is made of glass.



   

                   

This one does splinter

something terrible.



   

                   

Stop rubbing it.



   

                   

What Code is Gibbs to keep to

if the worst should happen?



   

                   

Pirate's Code.



   

                   

Any man who falls behind

is left behind .



   

                   

No heroes amongst thieves?



   

                   

For having such

a bleak outlook on pirates,



   

                   

you're well on your way

to becoming one.



   

                   

Sprung a man from jail ,



   

                   

commandeered a ship

of the fleet,



   

                   

sailed with a buccaneer crew

out of Tortuga.



   

                   

And you're completely

obsessed with treasure.



   

                   

That's not true.

l am not obsessed with treasure.



   

                   

Not all treasure

is silver and gold , mate.



   

                   

Gentlemen , the time has come!



   

                   

Our salvation is nigh !



   

                   

Our torment is near an end .



   

                   

For     years

we've been tested and tried ,



   

                   

and each man jack of you here



   

                   

has proved his mettle

a hundred times over



   

                   

and a hundred times again !



   

                   

Suffered , l have!



   

                   

Punished , we were,

the lot of us.



   

                   

Disproportionate to our crime!



   

                   

Here it is!



   

                   

The cursed treasure

of CortÚs himself.



   

                   

Every last piece that went

astray, we have returned .



   

                   

Save for this.



   

                   

Not yet. We wait

for the opportune moment.



   

                   

     we found , but despaired

of ever finding the last.



   

                   

When's that?



   

                   

When it's

of greatest profit to you?



   

                   

May l ask you something?



   

                   

Have l ever given you reason

not to trust me?



   

                   

Do us a favor.



   

                   

l know it's difficult for you ,

but please stay here



   

                   

and try not to do

anything stupid .



   

                   

And who among us has paid

the blood sacrifice



   

                   

owed to the heathen gods?



   

                   

Us!



   

                   

And whose blood

must yet be paid?



   

                   

Hers!



   

                   

You know the first thing

l'm gonna do



   

                   

after the curse is lifted?



   

                   

Eat a whole bushel of apples.



   

                   

Begun by blood .



   

                   

By blood undone.



   

                   

Sorry, Jack.

l'm not gonna be your leverage.



   

                   

That's it?



   

                   

Waste not.



   

                   

Did it work?



   

                   

-l don't feel no different.

-How do we tell?



   

                   

You're not dead .



   

                   

No.



   

                   

He shot me!



   

                   

lt didn't work.



   

                   

The curse it still upon us!



   

                   

You , maid !

Your father, what was his name?



   

                   

Was your father William Turner?



   

                   

No.



   

                   

Where's his child that sailed

from England eight years ago?



   

                   

The child in whose veins flows

the blood of William Turner?



   

                   

You two!



   

                   

You brought us the wrong person !



   

                   

No!



   

                   

She had the medallion .

She's the proper age.



   

                   

She said her name was Turner.



   

                   

l think she lied to us.



   

                   

You brought us here for nothing .



   

                   

l won't take questioning or

second guesses from you , Twigg .



   

                   

Who's to blame?



   

                   

Every decision you've made

has led us from bad to worse.



   

                   

lt was you who sent Bootstrap

to the depths!



   

                   

Yeah !



   

                   

And it's you who brought us here

in the first place.



   

                   

lf any coward here dare

challenge me, let him speak!



   

                   

l say we cut her throat

and spill all her blood ,



   

                   

just in case.



   

                   

Yeah !



   

                   

The medallion !



   

                   

She's taken it!



   

                   

Get after her,

you feckless pack of ingrates!



   

                   

No oars here!



   

                   

Where's the oars?



   

                   

The oars have gone missing .



   

                   

Find them !



   

                   

Find the oars!



   

                   

You .



   

                   

You're supposed to be dead !



   

                   

Am l not?



   

                   

Parsnip, parsley,

partner, partner.



   

                   

Parley?



   

                   

That's the one!

Parley!



   

                   

Parley!



   

                   

Parley?



   

                   

Damn to the depths whatever man

that thought up ''parley''!



   

                   

That would be the French .



   

                   

Not more pirates.



   

                   

Welcome aboard , Miss Elizabeth .



   

                   

Mr. Gibbs?



   

                   

Hey, boy, where be Jack?



   

                   

He fell behind .



   

                   

Keep to the Code.



   

                   

Weigh anchor!



   

                   

Hoist the sails!

Make quick!



   

                   

How the blazes

did you get off that island?



   

                   

When you marooned me on

that godforsaken spit of land ,



   

                   

you forgot one

very important thing , mate.



   

                   

l'm Captain Jack Sparrow.



   

                   

Well , l won't be making

that mistake again .



   

                   

Gents, you all remember

Captain Jack Sparrow?



   

                   

Kill him .



   

                   

The girl's blood

didn't work, did it?



   

                   

Hold your fire!



   

                   

You know whose blood we need .



   

                   

l know whose blood you need .



   

                   

What sort of a man trades

a man's life for a ship?



   

                   

Pirate.



   

                   

Here. Let me.



   

                   

Thank you .



   

                   

You said you gave Barbossa

my name as yours.



   

                   

Why?



   

                   

l don't know.



   

                   

l'm sorry. Blacksmith's hands.

l know they're rough .



   

                   

No.

l mean yes, they are, but. . .



   

                   

But don't stop.



   

                   

lt's yours.



   

                   

l thought l'd lost it

the day they rescued me.



   

                   

lt was a gift from my father.



   

                   

He sent it to me.



   

                   

Why did you take it?



   

                   

Because l was afraid

that you were a pirate.



   

                   

That would have been awful .



   

                   

lt wasn't your blood

they needed .



   

                   

lt was my father's blood .



   

                   

My blood .



   

                   

The blood of a pirate.



   

                   

Will , l'm so sorry.

Please forgive me.



   

                   

You expect to leave me

on some beach



   

                   

with nothing but a name and

your word it's the one l need



   

                   

and watch you sail away

in my ship?



   

                   

No.



   

                   

l expect to leave you

standing on some beach



   

                   

with absolutely no name at all ,



   

                   

watching me sail away

on my ship,



   

                   

and then l'll shout the name

back to you .



   

                   

Savvy?



   

                   

That still leaves the problem

of me on some beach



   

                   

with naught but a name

and your word



   

                   

it's the one l need .



   

                   

Of the two of us,



   

                   

l'm the only one

who hasn't committed mutiny.



   

                   

Therefore, my word is the one

we'll be trusting .



   

                   

Although , l suppose l should be

thanking you because, in fact,



   

                   

if you hadn't betrayed me

and left me to die,



   

                   

l would have an equal share

in that curse, same as you .



   

                   

Funny old world , isn't it?



   

                   

Captain , we're coming up

on the lnterceptor.



   

                   

l'm having a thought here,

Barbossa.



   

                   

What say we run up

a flag of truce,



   

                   

l scurry over

to the lnterceptor,



   

                   

and l negotiate the return

of your medallion?



   

                   

Now, that's exactly the attitude

that lost you the Pearl.



   

                   

People are easy to search

when they're dead .



   

                   

Lock him in the brig .



   

                   

Hands aloft to loose t'gallants!



    

                   

With this wind , she'll carry

every sail we've got!



    

                   

What's happening?



    

                   

The Black Pearl.

She's gaining on us.



    

                   

This is the fastest ship

in the Caribbean .



    

                   

You can tell them that

after they've caught us.



    

                   

We're shallower on the draft?



    

                   

Aye.



    

                   

Well , then can't we lose them

amongst those shoals?



    

                   

We don't have to outrun them

long , just long enough .



    

                   

Lighten the ship, stem to stern !



    

                   

Anything we can afford to lose,

see that it's lost.



    

                   

Apparently, there's a leak.



    

                   

Haul on the main brace!

Make ready the guns!



    

                   

And run out the sweeps.



    

                   

Pull !



    

                   

We're gonna need that.



    

                   

lt was a good plan .



    

                   

Up till now.



    

                   

We have to make a stand .



    

                   

We must fight!



    

                   

Load the guns!



    

                   

With what?



    

                   

Anything . Everything !



    

                   

Anything we have left.



    

                   

Load the guns!



    

                   

Case shot and langrage!



    

                   

Nails and crushed glass!



    

                   

With a will !



    

                   

The Pearl's gonna luff up

on our port quarter!



    

                   

She'll rake us without

ever presenting a target.



    

                   

Lower the anchor

on the right side.



    

                   

On the starboard side!



    

                   

lt has the element of surprise.



    

                   

You're daft, lady!

You both are!



    

                   

Daft like Jack!



    

                   

Lower the starboard anchor!



    

                   

Do it, you dogs, or it's you

we'll load into the cannons!



    

                   

Let go!



    

                   

They're clubhauling !



    

                   

Hard to port!

Rack the starboard oars.



    

                   

Hard to port!



    

                   

Keep us steady, man .



    

                   

Now!



    

                   

Fire!



    

                   

Fire all !



    

                   

Stop blowing holes in my ship!



    

                   

We could use

a few more ideas, lass.



    

                   

Your turn .



    

                   

We need us a devil's dowry.



    

                   

We'll give them her.



    

                   

She's not what they're after.



    

                   

The medallion .



    

                   

Raise your colors,

you bloomin' cockroaches!



    

                   

Hands, grapnels, at the ready.



    

                   

Prepare to board !



    

                   

Blast all to carcasses, men !



    

                   

Forward clear

to the powder magazine.



    

                   

And the rest of you ,

bring me that medallion !



    

                   

Help!



    

                   

Below!



    

                   

Thanks very much .



    

                   

Bloody empty.



    

                   

That's not very nice.



    

                   

Where's the medallion?



    

                   

Wretch !



    

                   

Where's dear William?



    

                   

Monkey!



    

                   

l can't move it!



    

                   

Come on !



    

                   

Why, thank you , Jack.



    

                   

You're welcome.



    

                   

Not you .

We named the monkey ''Jack.''



    

                   

Gents, our hope is restored !



    

                   

Any of you so much as thinks

the word ''parley,''



    

                   

l'll have your guts for garters.



    

                   

You've got to stop it!



    

                   

-Stop it!

-Welcome back, miss.



    

                   

You took advantage

of our hospitality last time.



    

                   

lt holds fair now

you return the favor.



    

                   

She goes free.



    

                   

What's in your head , boy?



    

                   

She goes free!



    

                   

You've only got one shot,

and we can't die.



    

                   

Don't do anything stupid .



    

                   

You can't.



    

                   

l can .



    

                   

Like that.



    

                   

Who are you?



    

                   

No one.

He's no one.



    

                   

A distant cousin of

my aunt's nephew twice removed .



    

                   

Lovely singing voice, though .

Eunuch .



    

                   

My name is Will Turner.



    

                   

My father was

Bootstrap Bill Turner.



    

                   

His blood runs in my veins.



    

                   

He's the spitting image

of old Bootstrap Bill



    

                   

come back to haunt us.



    

                   

On my word , do as l say,

or l'll pull this trigger



    

                   

and be lost

to Davy Jones' locker.



    

                   

Name your terms, Mr. Turner.



    

                   

Elizabeth goes free.



    

                   

Yes, we know that one.

Anything else?



    

                   

And the crew.

The crew are not to be harmed .



    

                   

Agreed .



    

                   

Go on , poppet, go!



    

                   

Walk the plank!



    

                   

Barbossa, you lying bastard !

You swore she'd go free!



    

                   

Don't dare impugn me honor, boy.



    

                   

l agreed she'd go free,



    

                   

but it was you who failed

to specify when or where.



    

                   

Though does seem a shame to lose

something so fine, don't it?



    

                   

So l'll be having that dress

back before you go.



    

                   

l always liked you .



    

                   

Goes with your black heart.



    

                   

Ooh , it's still warm .



    

                   

Off you go!



    

                   

Come on !



    

                   

Too long !



    

                   

l'd really rather hoped

we were past all this.



    

                   

Did you not notice?



    

                   

That be the same island

we made you governor of



    

                   

on our last little trip.



    

                   

l did notice.



    

                   

Perhaps you'll be

able to conjure up



    

                   

another miraculous escape.



    

                   

But l doubt it.



    

                   

Off you go.



    

                   

Yeah .



    

                   

Last time, you left me

a pistol with one shot.



    

                   

By the powers, you're right.



    

                   

Where be Jack's pistol?

Bring it forward .



    

                   

Seeing as there's two of us,

a gentleman would give us



    

                   

a pair of pistols.



    

                   

lt'll be one pistol as before,



    

                   

You can be the gentleman

and shoot the lady



    

                   

and starve to death yourself.



    

                   

That's the second time



    

                   

l've had to watch that man

sail away with my ship.



    

                   

But you were marooned

on this island before.



    

                   

We can escape

the same way you did .



    

                   

To what point and purpose,

young missy?



    

                   

The Black Pearl is gone.



    

                   

Unless you have a rudder and

sails hidden in that bodice.



    

                   

Unlikely.



    

                   

Young Mr. Turner will be dead

long before you can reach him .



    

                   

But you're Captain Jack Sparrow.



    

                   

You vanished from seven agents

of the East lndia Company.



    

                   

You sacked Nassau Port

without even firing a shot.



    

                   

Are you the pirate

l've read about or not?



    

                   

How did you escape last time?



    

                   

Last time, l was here a grand

total of three days, all right?



    

                   

Last time. . .



    

                   

The rumrunners

used this island as a cache,



    

                   

came by, and l was able to

barter passage off.



    

                   

From the looks of things,



    

                   

they've long been out

of business.



    

                   

Probably have your bloody friend

Norrington to thank for that.



    

                   

So that's it, then?



    

                   

That's the secret

grand adventure



    

                   

of the infamous Jack Sparrow?



    

                   

You spent three days lying

on a beach , drinking rum?



    

                   

Welcome to the Caribbean , love.



    

                   

We're devils, we're black sheep



    

                   

We're really bad eggs



    

                   

Drink up, me hearties, yo ho



    

                   

A pirate's life for me



    

                   

l love this song !



    

                   

Really bad eggs!



    

                   

When l get the Pearl back,



    

                   

l'm gonna teach it

to the whole crew.



    

                   

We'll sing it all the time.



    

                   

You'll be the most fearsome

pirate in the Spanish Main .



    

                   

Not just the Spanish Main , love.



    

                   

The entire ocean .



    

                   

The entire world .



    

                   

Wherever we want to go, we go.

That's what a ship is, you know.



    

                   

lt's not just a keel

and a deck and sails.



    

                   

That's what a ship needs.



    

                   

But what a ship is,

what the Black Pearl really is,



    

                   

is freedom .



    

                   

Jack, it must be

really terrible for you



    

                   

to be trapped on this island .



    

                   

Oh , yes.



    

                   

But the company is infinitely

better than last time,



    

                   

l think.



    

                   

The scenery

has definitely improved .



    

                   

Mr. Sparrow.



    

                   

l'm not entirely sure

l've had enough rum



    

                   

to allow that kind of talk.



    

                   

l know exactly

what you mean , love.



    

                   

To freedom .



    

                   

To the Black Pearl.



    

                   

No! Not good !



    

                   

Stop! Not good !



    

                   

What are you doing?



    

                   

You burned all the food ,

the shade! The rum !



    

                   

Yes, the rum is gone.



    

                   

Why is the rum gone?



    

                   

One, because it is a vile drink



    

                   

that turns even the most

respectable men into scoundrels.



    

                   

Two, that signal is over

a thousand feet high .



    

                   

The entire Royal Navy

is looking for me.



    

                   

Do you think there is the

slightest chance they won't see?



    

                   

But why is the rum gone?



    

                   

Just wait, Captain Sparrow.



    

                   

You give it one hour, maybe two,

and you will see



    

                   

white sails on that horizon .



    

                   

''Must've been terrible for you

to be trapped here, Jack.''



    

                   

Well , it bloody is now!



    

                   

There'll be no living

with her after this.



    

                   

-But we've got to save Will .

-No.



    

                   

You're safe now.



    

                   

You're safe now.



    

                   

We will return to Port Royal ,



    

                   

not go gallivanting

after pirates!



    

                   

Then we condemn him to death .



    

                   

The boy's fate is regrettable,



    

                   

but so was his decision

to engage in piracy.



    

                   

To rescue me. To prevent

anything from happening to me.



    

                   

lf l may be so bold as to inject

my professional opinion .



    

                   

The Pearl was listing near

to scuppers after the battle.



    

                   

lt's very unlikely she'll

be able to make good time.



    

                   

Think about it.



    

                   

The Black Pearl.



    

                   

The last real pirate threat

in the Caribbean , mate.



    

                   

How can you pass that up, right?



    

                   

By remembering that l serve

others, Mr. Sparrow.



    

                   

Not only myself.



    

                   

Commodore, l beg you ,

please do this.



    

                   

For me.



    

                   

As a wedding gift.



    

                   

Are you accepting

the commodore's proposal?



    

                   

l am .



    

                   

A wedding !

l love weddings!



    

                   

Drinks all around !



    

                   

l know.



    

                   

''Clap him in irons,'' right?



    

                   

Mr. Sparrow, you will accompany

these fine men to the helm



    

                   

and provide us with a bearing

to lsla de Muerta.



    

                   

You will spend the rest

of the voyage



    

                   

contemplating all meanings

of the phrase



    

                   

''silent as the grave.''



    

                   

Do l make myself clear?



    

                   

lnescapably clear.



    

                   

Shiver me timbers.



    

                   

Cotton here says

you missed a bit.



    

                   

You knew William Turner?



    

                   

Ol' Bootstrap Bill .



    

                   

We knew him .



    

                   

Never sat well with Bootstrap,

what we did to Jack Sparrow.



    

                   

The mutiny and all .



    

                   

He said it wasn't right

with the Code.



    

                   

That's why he sent off a piece

of the treasure to you .



    

                   

He said we deserved

to be cursed .



    

                   

And remain cursed .



    

                   

Stupid blighter.



    

                   

Good man .



    

                   

Well , as you can imagine,



    

                   

that didn't sit too well

with the captain .



    

                   

That didn't sit too well

with the captain at all .



    

                   

-Tell him what Barbossa did .

-l'm telling the story!



    

                   

So, what the captain did .



    

                   

He strapped a cannon

to Bootstrap's bootstraps.



    

                   

Bootstrap's bootstraps.



    

                   

And last we saw

of Ol' Bill Turner,



    

                   

he was sinking to

the crushing , black oblivion



    

                   

of Davy Jones' locker.



    

                   

'Course it was only after that



    

                   

we learned we needed his blood

to lift the curse.



    

                   

That's what you call ironic.



    

                   

Bring him .



    

                   

l don't care for the situation .



    

                   

Any attempt to storm the caves

could turn to an ambush .



    

                   

Not if you're the one

doing the ambushing .



    

                   

l convince Barbossa to send his

men out with their little boats.



    

                   

You and your mates return

to the Dauntless



    

                   

and blast the bejesus out of

them with your little cannons.



    

                   

What do you have to lose?



    

                   

Nothing l'd lament being rid of.



    

                   

Now, to be quite honest

with you ,



    

                   

there's a risk to those

aboard the Dauntless,



    

                   

which includes

the future Mrs. Commodore.



    

                   

Sorry, but it's

for your own safety.



    

                   

The commodore ordered !

l have to tell him !



    

                   

The pirates!



    

                   

They're cursed !

They can't be killed !



    

                   

Don't worry.

He's informed of that.



    

                   

A mermaid flopped up on deck

and told him the whole story.



    

                   

This is Jack Sparrow's doing !



    

                   

No reason to fret.



    

                   

Just a prick of the finger.

A few drops of blood .



    

                   

No mistakes this time.



    

                   

He's only half Turner.

We spill it all !



    

                   

Guess there is reason to fret.



    

                   

Beg your pardon .

Beg your pardon .



    

                   

-Begun by blood .

-Excuse me.



    

                   

By blood --



    

                   

lt's not possible.



    

                   

Not probable.



    

                   

Where's Elizabeth?



    

                   

She's safe,

just like l promised .



    

                   

She's set to marry Norrington ,

like she promised .



    

                   

You get to die for her,

like you promised .



    

                   

So we're all

men of our word , really.



    

                   

Except for Elizabeth who is,

in fact, a woman .



    

                   

Shut up!

You're next.



    

                   

You don't want to

be doing that, mate.



    

                   

No, l really think l do.



    

                   

Your funeral .



    

                   

Why don't l want to be doing it?



    

                   

Well , because. . .



    

                   

Because the HMS Dauntless,

pride of the Royal Navy,



    

                   

is floating just offshore,

waiting for you .



    

                   

What we doing here?



    

                   

The pirates come out,

unprepared and unawares.



    

                   

We catch them in a crossfire,

send them down to see Old Hob.



    

                   

l know why we're here.



    

                   

l meant, why aren't we doing



    

                   

what Mr. Sparrow said we should

do with the cannons and all?



    

                   

Because it was

Mr. Sparrow who said it.



    

                   

You think he wasn't

telling the truth?



    

                   

Just hear me out, mate.



    

                   

You order your men

to row to the Dauntless.



    

                   

They do what they do best.



    

                   

Robert's your uncle.

Fannie's your aunt.



    

                   

There you are with two ships.



    

                   

The makings of

your very own fleet.



    

                   

You'll take the grandest as your

flagship, and who's to argue?



    

                   

But what of the Pearl?



    

                   

Name me captain .



    

                   

l'll sail under your colors.

l'll give you    % of me plunder.



    

                   

And you get to introduce

yourself as Commodore Barbossa.



    

                   

Savvy?



    

                   

l suppose in exchange, you

want me not to kill the whelp.



    

                   

No, no, no. Not at all .

By all means, kill the whelp.



    

                   

Just not yet.



    

                   

Wait to lift the curse

until the opportune moment.



    

                   

For instance. . .



    

                   

After you've killed

Norrington's men .



    

                   

Every last one.



    

                   

You've been planning this

from the beginning .



    

                   

Ever since you learned my name.



    

                   

Yeah .



    

                   

l want   % of your plunder.



    

                   

-    % .

-  % .



    

                   

   % .



    

                   

l'll buy you the hat.



    

                   

A really big one, Commodore.



    

                   

We have an accord .



    

                   

All hands to the boats!



    

                   

Apologies.



    

                   

You give the orders.



    

                   

Gents, take a walk.



    

                   

Not to the boats?



    

                   

Hold fire.



    

                   

Oh , this is just like what

the Greeks done at Troy.



    

                   

Except they was in a horse

instead of dresses.



    

                   

Wooden horse.



    

                   

A moment, please.



    

                   

l just want you to know



    

                   

l believe you made

a very good decision today.



    

                   

Couldn't be more proud of you .



    

                   

But, you know,

even a good decision ,



    

                   

if made for the wrong reasons,

can be a wrong decision .



    

                   

Look into that.

Report back.



    

                   

Lieutenant?



    

                   

Are you there?



    

                   

Elizabeth , are you

even listening to me?



    

                   

Oh , what have you done?



    

                   

Stop that!



    

                   

Already feel like a fool .



    

                   

Look nice, though .



    

                   

l look nice?



    

                   

l must admit, Jack,

l thought l had you figured .



    

                   

But it turns out you're

a hard man to predict.



    

                   

Me?

l'm dishonest.



    

                   

And a dishonest man you can

always trust to be dishonest.



    

                   

Honestly.



    

                   

lt's the honest ones

you want to watch for,



    

                   

because you can never predict



    

                   

when they're going to do

something incredibly stupid .



    

                   

You're off the edge

of the map, mate.



    

                   

Here there be monsters.



    

                   

Right!



    

                   

What would you pick

to eat first?



    

                   

l think we should decide now.



    

                   

Just so we're ready

when the time comes.



    

                   

What was that?



    

                   

Miss Elizabeth !



    

                   

Make for the ship!

Move!



    

                   

To the ship!



    

                   

Row, men !



    

                   

You can't beat me, Jack.



    

                   

That's interesting .



    

                   

l couldn't resist, mate.



    

                   

Sorry!



    

                   

So what now, Jack Sparrow?



    

                   

Are we to be two immortals

locked in an epic battle



    

                   

until judgment day

and trumpets sound?



    

                   

Or you could surrender.



    

                   

All of you with me!



    

                   

Will is in that cave.

We must save him .



    

                   

Ready.

And heave!



    

                   

Please, l need your help!

Come on !



    

                   

Any port in a storm .



    

                   

Cotton's right.

We've got the Pearl.



    

                   

What about Jack?

Are you gonna leave him?



    

                   

Jack owes us a ship.



    

                   

There's the Code to consider.



    

                   

The Code?



    

                   

You're pirates.



    

                   

Hang the Code,

and hang the rules!



    

                   

They're more like

guidelines anyway.



    

                   

Bloody pirates!



    

                   

What?



    

                   

ls it supposed to be doing that?



    

                   

They're stealing our ship!



    

                   

Bloody pirates!



    

                   

Boarders, away!



    

                   

Come on !



    

                   

Me eye!



    

                   

l'm gonna teach you

the meaning of pain !



    

                   

Do you like pain?



    

                   

Try wearing a corset.



    

                   

Whose side is Jack on?



    

                   

At the moment?



    

                   

No fair.



    

                   

Ten years you carry that pistol ,

and now you waste your shot.



    

                   

He didn't waste it.



    

                   

l feel . . .



    

                   

Cold .



    

                   

Parley?



    

                   

The ship is ours, gentlemen .



    

                   

We should return

to the Dauntless.



    

                   

Your fiancÚ will be wanting

to know you're safe.



    

                   

lf you were waiting

for the opportune moment. . .



    

                   

That was it.



    

                   

lf you'd be so kind ,



    

                   

l'd be much obliged if you'd

drop me off at my ship.



    

                   

l'm sorry, Jack.



    

                   

They done what's right by them .

Can't expect more than that.



    

                   

''Jack Sparrow,

be it known that you . . .''



    

                   

Captain .

Captain Jack Sparrow.



    

                   

''For your willful commission

of crimes against the crown .''



    

                   

''Said crimes being numerous

in quantity



    

                   

and sinister in nature.



    

                   

The most egregious of these

to be cited herewith .



    

                   

Piracy, smuggling . . .''



    

                   

This is wrong .



    

                   

Commodore Norrington

is bound by the law.



    

                   

As are we all .



    

                   

''lmpersonating an officer

of the Spanish Royal Navy.



    

                   

lmpersonating a cleric

of the church of England .''



    

                   

Ah , yeah .



    

                   

''Sailing under false colors,

arson , kidnapping ,



    

                   

looting , poaching , brigandage,

pilfering , depravity,



    

                   

depredation ,

and general lawlessness.



    

                   

And for these crimes



    

                   

you have been sentenced to be,

on this day,



    

                   

hung by the neck until dead .



    

                   

May God have mercy

on your soul .''



    

                   

Governor Swann .



    

                   

Commodore.



    

                   

l should have told you every day

from the moment l met you .



    

                   

l love you .



    

                   

Marines.



    

                   

l can't breathe.



    

                   

Move!



    

                   

What. . .



    

                   

Move!



    

                   

Come on !



    

                   

-Right!

-Come on , lads!



    

                   

l thought we might endure some

ill-conceived escape attempt.



    

                   

But not from you .



    

                   

On our return to Port Royal ,

l granted you clemency.



    

                   

And this is how you thank me?



    

                   

By throwing in

your lot with him?



    

                   

He's a pirate!



    

                   

And a good man .



    

                   

lf all l have achieved

is the hangman



    

                   

will earn two pairs of boots

instead of one, so be it.



    

                   

My conscience will be clear.



    

                   

You forget your place, Turner.



    

                   

lt's right here

between you and Jack.



    

                   

As is mine.



    

                   

Lower your weapons.



    

                   

For goodness sake,

put them down !



    

                   

So this is where

your heart truly lies, then?



    

                   

lt is.



    

                   

Well ! l'm actually feeling

rather good about this.



    

                   

l think we've all arrived

at a special place.



    

                   

Spiritually.



    

                   

Ecumenically.



    

                   

Grammatically.



    

                   

l want you to know that

l was rooting for you , mate.



    

                   

Know that.



    

                   

lt would never have worked

between us, darling .



    

                   

l'm sorry.



    

                   

Nice hat.



    

                   

Friends.



    

                   

This is a day that you will

always remember



    

                   

as the day that. . .



    

                   

ldiot. He has nowhere to go

but back to the noose.



    

                   

Sail ho!



    

                   

What's your plan of action?



    

                   

Sir?



    

                   

Perhaps on the rare occasion



    

                   

pursuing the right course

demands an act of piracy,



    

                   

piracy itself

can be the right course?



    

                   

Mr. Turner.



    

                   

l will accept the consequences

of my actions.



    

                   

This is a beautiful sword .



    

                   

l would expect the man who

made it to show the same care



    

                   

in every aspect of his life.



    

                   

Thank you .



    

                   

Commodore!



    

                   

What about Sparrow?



    

                   

Well , l think we can afford to

give him one day's head start.



    

                   

So.



    

                   

This is the path

you've chosen , is it?



    

                   

After all , he is a blacksmith .



    

                   

No.



    

                   

He's a pirate.



    

                   

Heave!



    

                   

Thought you were supposed to

keep to the Code.



    

                   

We figured they were

more actual guidelines.



    

                   

Thank you .



    

                   

Captain Sparrow.



    

                   

The Black Pearl is yours.



    

                   

On deck, you scabrous dogs!



    

                   

Hands to braces!



    

                   

Let down and haul to run free!



    

                   

Now, bring me that horizon .



    

                   

And really bad eggs.



    

                   

Drink up, me hearties, yo ho!







  

  

  

 
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