Swashbuckling adventure in which eccentric Captain Jack Sparrow (Johnny Depp) is on a mission to rescue the governor's beautiful daughter and his ship from some pirates.
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SHE SINGS SOFTLY
# Yo ho, yo ho
# A pirate's life for me
# We extort, we pilfer We filch and sack
# Drink up... #
Cursed pirates sail these waters.
You don't want to bring them down on us, now, do you?
Mr Gibbs, that will do.
She was singing about pirates.
It's bad luck to be singing about pirates
with us mired in this unnatural fog. Mark my words.
Consider them marked.
On your way.
It's bad luck to have a woman on board, too...
Even a miniature one.
I think it'd be rather exciting to meet a pirate.
Think again, Miss Swann.
Vile and dissolute creatures, the lot of them.
I intend to see to it 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, I appreciate your fervour,
But I'm, uh, I'm concerned about the effect
this subject will have upon my daughter.
My apologies, Governor Swann.
Actually, I find it all fascinating.
Yes. That's what concerns me.
Look! A boy! There's a boy in the water!
Man the ropes. Fetch a hook.
Haul him aboard.
He's still breathing.
Mary, mother of god.
GOV SWANN: What happened here?
It's most likely the powder magazine.
Merchant vessels run heavily armed.
A lot of good it did them.
Everyone's thinking it. I'm just saying it.
There's no proof of that.
It was probably an accident.
Rouse the captain immediately.
Heave to and take in sail launch the boats.
< Heave to!
Elizabeth, I want you to accompany the boy.
He'll be in your charge.
Take care of him.
My name's Elizabeth Swann.
I'm watching over you, Will.
You're a pirate.
Has he said anything?
His name's William Turner. That's all I found out.
Take him below.
KNOCK ON DOOR
GOV SWANN: Elizabeth?
Are you all right?
Are you decent?
Oh. Still abed at this hour?
Oh, it's a beautiful day.
BIRDS CHIRP AND BELL TOLLS
I have a gift for you.
Oh, it's beautiful.
May I inquire as to the occasion?
Does a father need an occasion to dote upon his daughter?
Actually, I, um...
I had hoped you might wear it for the ceremony today.
Captain Norrington's promotion ceremony.
I knew it.
Commodore Norrington, as he's about to become.
A fine gentleman, don't you think?
He fancies you, you know. SHE GASPS
Elizabeth? How's it coming?
It's difficult to say.
I-I'm told it's the latest fashion in London.
Well, women in London must've learnt not to breathe.
Milord, you have a visitor.
HE CLEARS HIS THROAT
Ah, Mr Turner.
Good to see you again.
Good day, sir.
I have your order.
The blade is folded steel.
That's gold filigree laid into the handle.
If I may.
The tang is nearly the full width of the blade.
Impressive. Very impressive.
Commodore Norrington is going to be very pleased with this.
Do pass my compliments on to your master.
A craftsman is always pleased to hear his work is appreciated.
Oh, Elizabeth, you look absolutely stunning.
It's so good to see you.
I had a dream about you last night.
Yes, well, is that entirely proper for you to...
About the day we met. Do you remember?
How could I forget, Miss Swann?
Will, how many times must I ask you to call me Elizabeth?
At least once more, Miss Swann, as always.
At least the boy has a sense of propriety.
Now, we really must be going.
Good day, Mr Turner.
< Come along.
Hold up, there, you.
It's a shilling to tie up your boat at the dock.
And I 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!
This dock is off limits to civilians.
I'm terribly sorry. I didn't know.
If I see one, I shall inform you immediately.
Apparently there's some sort of high-toned and fancy to-do up at the fort, eh?
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 to civilians.
It's a fine goal, to be sure.
But it seems to me that a... a ship like that
Makes this one here a bit superfluous, really.
Oh, the Dauntless is the power
in these waters, true enough, but there's no ship as can match the Interceptor for speed.
I've heard of one.
It's supposed to be very fast - nigh uncatchable.
The Black Pearl.
Well, there's no REAL ship as can match the Interceptor.
Black pearl IS a real ship.
No. No, it's not.
Yes, it is. I've seen it.
You've seen it?
You haven't seen it!
Yes, I 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?
But I have seen a ship with black sails.
Oh. And no ship that's not crewed by the damned
and captained by a man so evil that hell itself spat him back out
could possibly have black sails, therefore couldn't possibly be
any other ship than the Black Pearl?!
Like I said, there's no real ship as can match The Intercept...
Get away from there!
You don't have permission to be aboard there, mate.
I'm sorry. It's just it'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, I confess.
It 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.
I said no lies.
I think he's telling the truth.
If he were telling the truth, he wouldn't have told us.
Unless he knew you wouldn't believe the truth even if he told it to you.
May I have a moment?
Uh, you look lovely, Elizabeth.
I, uh, apologize if I seem forward,
but I must speak my mind.
Uh, this promotion throws into sharp relief
that which I have not yet achieved.
Uh... A marriage to a fine woman.
You have become a fine woman, Elizabeth.
I can't breathe...
Yes, I... I'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, then? I can't swim.
Pride of the king's navy, you are.
Do not lose these.
What was that?
Ooh! I got her!
She's not breathing! Move!
I never would've thought of that.
Clearly you've never been to Singapore.
Where did you get that?
NORRINGTON: On your feet.
Are you all right? Yes. Yes, I'm fine.
Shoot him. Father.
Commodore, do you really intend to kill my rescuer?
I believe thanks are in order.
Had a brush with the East India Trading Company, did we, pirate?
Keep your guns on him, men.
Gillette, fetch some irons.
Jack Sparrow, isn't it?
Captain Jack Sparrow, if you please, sir.
Well, I don't see your ship...captain.
I'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 I half expected it to be made of wood.
You are without doubt the worst pirate I've ever heard of.
But you have heard of me.
Commodore, I really must protest.
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.
No. No! Don't shoot!
I knew you'd warm up to me.
Commodore Norrington, my effects, please. And my hat.
Elizabeth... it is Elizabeth, isn't it?
It'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.
Sticks and stones, love.
I 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?
On his heels!
Gillette, Mr Sparrow has a dawn appointment with the gallows.
I would hate for him to miss it.
< Search upstairs!
Look lively, men!
Right where I left you.
Not where I left you.
You're the one they're hunting.
You seem somewhat familiar. Have I threatened you before?
I make a point of avoiding familiarity with pirates.
Ah, well, then, it would be a shame
to put a black 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. I'll give you that. Excellent form.
But how's your footwork?
If I step here...
And now I 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?
And I 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 already found one
and are otherwise incapable of wooing said strumpet.
You're not a eunuch, are you?
I practice three hours a day so that when I meet a pirate,
I can kill it! Ah...
Please move. No!
I cannot just step aside and let you escape.
BANGING ON DOOR
This shot is not meant for you.
There he is! Over here!
Excellent work, Mr Brown.
You've assisted in the capture of a dangerous fugitive.
Just doing my civic duty, sir.
Well, I trust that you will always remember this is the day
that Captain Jack Sparrow almost escaped.
Take him away.
Can you smell it? Come here, boy.
It's marrowbone. Come here, boy.
Want a nice, juicy bone? Come here, boy.
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 ourselves to the gallows just yet.
There you go, miss.
It was a difficult day for you, I'm sure.
Mmm, I suspected Commodore Norrington would propose.
But I must admit, I wasn't entirely prepared for it.
I meant you being threatened by that pirate. Sounds terrifying.
Oh. 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.
It 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.
It 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.
DISTANT THUD What's that?
I know those guns.
Men to arms!
It's the Pearl.
The Black Pearl?
I've heard stories.
She's been preying on ships and settlements for near ten years.
Never leaves any survivors.
Then where do the stories come from, I wonder?
NORRINGTON: Sight the muzzle flash!
I need a full strike, fore and aft.
Governor, barricade yourself in my office.
That's an order.
BANGING ON DOOR
Miss Swann, they've come to kidnap you!
What? You're the governor's daughter.
< Come on! In here!
Listen. They haven't seen you.
Hide, and the first chance you get, run to the fort.
No! No! No! It's hot!
Me barnet! Come on!
SHOUTING AND SCREAMING
We know you're here, poppet.
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.
I 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. I know the code.
If 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 honour the code.
Out of my way, scum!
My sympathies, friend. You've no manner of luck at all.
HE WHISTLES Come on, doggy.
It's just you and me now.
It's you and old Jack. Come on.
Come on. That's a boy.
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.
DOOR CLANGS No, no, no. Don't do that.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no! I didn't mean it!
This ain't the armoury.
Well, well, well. Look what we have here, Twigg.
Captain Jack Sparrow.
HE SPITS Last time I 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
So there is a curse.
That's interesting. You know nothing of hell.
That's very interesting.
I didn't know we was taking on captives.
She's invoked the right of parley with captain Barbossa.
I'm here to nego...
You'll speak when spoken to.
And ye will not lay a hand
on those under the protection of parley.
My apologies, miss.
Captain Barbossa, I am here to negotiate
the cessation of hostilities against Port Royal.
There were a lot of long words in there, miss.
We're naught but humble pirates.
What is it that you want?
I want you to leave and never come back.
I'm disinclined to acquiesce to your request.
I'll drop it.
Me holds are bursting with swag.
That bit of shine matters to us? Why?
It's what you've been searching for.
I recognize this ship.
I saw it eight years ago on the crossing from England.
Did you, now?
Well, I suppose if it is worthless,
then there's no point in me keeping it.
You have a name, missy?
I'm a maid in the governor's household.
And how does a maid come to own a trinket such as that?
Family heirloom, perhaps?
I didn't steal it, if that's what you mean.
You hand it over, and we'll put your town to our rudder and ne'er return.
Still the guns and stow 'em.
You have to take me to shore!
According to the code of the order of the brethren...
First, your return to shore was not part of our negotiations nor our agreement.
So I must do nothing. And secondly, you must be a pirate
for the pirate's code to apply, and you're not.
And 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?
If you have any information concerning my daughter,
please share it.
That Jack Sparrow -
he talked about The Black Pearl.
Uh, mentioned it is more what he did.
Ask him where it is.
Make a deal with him. He could lead us to it.
The pirates who invaded this fort
left Sparrow locked in his cell,
ergo they are not his allies.
Governor, 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. Sparrow. Eh?
You are familiar with that ship - The Black Pearl.
I'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 Isla De Muerta.
It's an island that cannot be found,
except by those who already know where it is.
The ship's real enough.
Therefore its 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?
They took Miss Swann.
Oh, so it is that you found a girl.
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.
I see no profit in it for me.
I can get you out of here.
How's that? The key's run off.
I 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, I imagine.
Good, strong name.
No doubt named for your father, eh?
Well, Mr Turner, I've changed me mind.
If you spring me from this cell,
I swear on pain of death
I shall take you to The Black Pearl
and your bonny lass.
Do we have an accord?
Get me out.
Hurry. Someone will have heard that.
Not without my effects.
We're going to steal the ship?
We're going to commandeer that ship.
One question about your business, boy, or there's no use going.
This girl - how far are you willing to go to save her?
I'd die for her.
No worries, then.
This is either madness or brilliance.
It's remarkable how often those two traits coincide.
Everyone stay calm! We are taking over the ship.
This ship cannot be crewed by two men.
You'll never make it out of the bay.
I'm Captain Jack Sparrow.
LT GILLETTE: Sir, they've taken The Dauntless!
They've taken the ship!
Sparrow and Turner - they've taken The Dauntless!
NORRINGTON: Rash, Turner. Too rash.
That is without doubt the worst pirate I have ever seen.
Here they come.
Bring her around! Bring her around!
Search every cabin, every hold.
Sailors, back to The Interceptor.
Thank you, commodore, for getting us ready to make way.
We'd have had a hard time of it by ourselves.
Set top sails and clear up this mess.
With the wind at quarter astern, we won't catch them!
I don't need to catch them. Just get them in range of the long nines.
Hands, come about! Run out the guns!
We're to fire on our own ships, eh?
I'd rather see her at the bottom of the ocean
than in the hands of a pirate.
He's disabled the rudder chain, sir.
That's got to be the best pirate I've ever seen.
So it would seem.
When I was a lad living in England,
my mother raised me by herself.
After she died, I came out here...
looking for my father.
Is that so?
At the jail, it was only after you learned my name
that you agreed to help. Since that's what I wanted,
I didn't press the matter.
I'm not a simpleton, Jack.
You knew my father.
I knew him. Probably one of the few
who knew him as William Turner.
Everyone else just called him Bootstrap
or Bootstrap Bill.
Good man. Good pirate.
I swear you look just like him.
It's not true.
He was a merchant sailor...
A good, respectable man who obeyed the law.
He was a bloody pirate, a scallywag.
My father... was not a pirate.
Put it away, son. It's not worth you getting beat again.
You didn't beat me. You ignored the rules of engagement.
In a fair fight, I'd kill you.
Then that's not much incentive for me to fight fair, then, is it?
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.
The pirate is in your blood, boy,
so you'll have to square with that someday.
I mean, for example...
I can let you drown
but I can't bring this ship in to Tortuga all by me onesy. Savvy?
Can you sail under the command of a pirate?
Or can you not?
More importantly, it is indeed a sad lot
that has never breathed deep
this sweet, proliferous bouquet that is Tortuga.
What do you think?
I'll tell you, mate,
if every town in the world were like this one,
no man would ever feel unwanted.
Not sure I deserved that.
Who was she?
I may have deserved that.
Curse you for breathin', you slack-jawed idiot!
Mother's love! Jack.
You should know better than to wake a man when he's sleepin'.
It's bad luck.
Ah. Fortunately, I 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 it while listening
to a proposition from the man who did the waking.
Aye. That'll about do it.
Blast! I'm already awake!
That was for the smell.
Keep a sharp eye.
Now...what's the nature of this venture of yourn?
I'm going after The Black Pearl.
I know where it's going to be...
and I'm gonna take it.
Jack...it's a fool's errand.
Why, you know better 'n me the tales of The Black Pearl.
That's why I know what Barbossa is up to.
All I need is a crew.
From what I hear tell of Captain Barbossa,
He's not a man to suffer fools
nor strike a bargain with one.
Well, I'd say it's a very good thing I'm not a fool, eh?
Prove me wrong.
What make you think Barbossa'll give up his ship to you?
Let's just say it's a matter of leverage. Eh?
Hmm, hmm, hmm.
That is the child of Bootstrap Bill Turner.
His only child. Savvy?
Is he now?
"Leverage," says you.
I think I feel a change in the winds, says I.
I'll find us a crew. There's bound to be some sailors
on this rock crazy as you.
One can only hope.
Take what you can.
Give nothin' back.
You'll be dinin' with the captain.
And he requests you wear this.
Well, you may tell the captain
that I am disinclined to acquiesce to his request.
He said you'd say that.
He also said if that be the case,
you'll be dinin' with the crew...
and you'll be naked.
There's no need to stand on ceremony,
nor call to impress anyone.
You must be hungry.
Try the wine.
And the apples. One of those next.
Ha ha ha ha ha!
There would be no sense to be killin' you, Miss Turner.
Then release me. You have your trinket.
I'm of no further value to you.
You don't know what this is...
It's a pirate medallion.
This is Aztec gold.
One of 882 identical pieces
they delivered in a stone chest to Cortes himself.
Blood money paid to stem the slaughter
he wreaked upon 'em with his armies.
But the greed of Cortes 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.
I hardly believe in ghost stories any more, Captain Barbossa.
That's exactly what I thought
when we were first told
Buried on an isle of the dead
what cannot be found
except for those who know where it is.
Find it we did.
There be the chest.
Inside be the gold.
And we took 'em all.
We spent 'em and traded 'em
and frittered 'em away
on drink and food and pleasurable company.
The more we gave 'em 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,
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 it is no sense to be killin' you...
I'm curious. After killing me,
what is it you're planning on doing next?
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 I've been parched with thirst
and unable to quench it.
Too long I've been starving to death
and haven't died.
I 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!
Ha ha ha!
THEY ALL LAUGH
What are ye 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?
Mr Cotton, do you have the courage and fortitude
to follow orders and stay true
in the face of danger and almost certain death?
Mr Cotton! Answer, man!
He's a mute, sir.
Poor devil had his tongue cut out,
so he trained the parrot to talk for him.
No one's yet figured how.
Mr Cotton's parrot.
Awk! Wind in your sails!
Wind in your sails!
Mostly, we figure that means yes.
Of course it does.
Well, you've proved they're mad.
WOMAN: And what's the benefit for us?
I suppose you didn't deserve that one, either.
No, that one I deserved.
You stole my boat!
Borrowed. Borrowed without permission.
But with every intention of bringing it back to you.
But you didn't!
You'll get another one.
A better one.
A better one!
Aye, that one. What say you?
PARROT: Anchors aweigh.
No, no, no, no, no, it's frightful bad luck
to bring a woman aboard, sir.
It'd 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, captain?
We're catching up.
Time to go, poppet.
PARROT: 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 Sparrow
before he showed up in Tortuga with a mind
to go after the treasure of the Isla De Muerta.
That was before I met him,
back when he was captain of The Black Pearl.
He failed to mention that.
Well, he plays things closer to the vest now.
And a hard-learned lesson it was.
See, three days out on the venture the first mate comes to him
and says everything's an equal share.
That should mean the location of the treasure, too.
So 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.
Ah. 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 starvin' belly and thirst,
that pistol will start to look real friendly.
But Jack, he 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, I'll tell ya.
He waded out into the shallows
and 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 himself a couple of sea turtles,
lashed 'em together, and made a raft.
He roped a couple of sea turtles?
Aye, sea turtles.
What did he use for rope?
From my back.
Let go the anchor!
ALL: Lower the anchor, aye!
Young Mr Turner and I are to go ashore.
Captain! What if the worst should happen?
Keep to the code.
Aye, the code.
Ten years of hoarding swag.
And now we finally get to spend it.
Ha ha ha!
Once we're quit of the curse, we'll be rich men.
And 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?
Any man who falls behind is left behind.
No heroes amongst thieves, eh?
You know, 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.
I am not obsessed with treasure.
Not all treasure is silver and gold, mate.
BARBOSSA: Gentlemen, the time has come!
Our salvation is nigh!
Our torment is near an end.
For ten 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, I have!
Punished, we were.
The lot of us! Disproportionate to our crime!
Here it is!
The cursed treasure of Cortes himself.
Every last piece that went astray,
we have returned...
Save for this.
Not yet! COINS CLINKING
We wait for the opportune moment.
WILL: When's that?
When it's of greatest profit to you?
May I ask you something?
Have I ever given you reason not to trust me?
Do us a favour.
I 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?
And whose blood must yet be paid?
BARBOSSA: You know the first thing
I'm gonna do after the curse is lifted?
Eat a whole bushel of apples.
Begun by blood...
by blood undone.
I'm not going to be your leverage.
Did it work?
I don't feel no different.
How do we tell?
You're not dead.
No. Heh heh!
He shot me!
PIRATE: It didn't work.
The curse is still upon us!
You, maid! Your father, what was his name?
Was your father William Turner?
Where's his child?
The child that sailed from England eight years ago,
the child in whose veins flows the blood of William Turner. Where?
You brought us the wrong person!
No! She had the medallion.
She's the proper age.
RAGETTI: She said her name was Turner. You heard her!
I think she lied to us.
You brought us here for nothing!
I won't take questioning or second guesses.
Not from the likes of you, Master Twigg.
KOEHLER: Who's to blame, then?
Every decision you've made has led us from bad to worse.
It was you who sent Bootstrap to the depths!
And it's you who brought us here in the first place.
If any coward here dare challenge me, let him speak!
I say, we cut her throat
and spill all her blood, just in case.
She's taken it!
Get after her, you feckless pack of ingrates!
There's no oars here!
Where's the oars?
The oars have gone missing. Find them!
You! Keep looking!
Find the oars!
You're supposed to be dead!
Am I not?
That's the one. Parley!
Damn to the depths whatever muttonhead thought up "parley"!
That would be the French.
Not more pirates.
Welcome aboard, Miss Elizabeth.
Hey, boy, where be Jack?
Jack? Jack Sparrow?
He fell behind.
Keep to the code.
Hoist the sails! Make quick, you divvies!
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.
I'm Captain Jack Sparrow.
Ah, well, I won't be making that mistake again.
Gents, you all remember Captain Jack Sparrow?
The girl's blood didn't work, did it?
Hold your fire!
You know whose blood we need.
I know whose blood you need.
What sort of a man trades a man's life for a ship?
You said you gave Barbossa my name as yours.
I don't know.
Oh. I'm sorry.
Blacksmith's hands. I know they're rough.
No. I mean, yes, they are, but...
I thought I'd lost it the day they rescued me.
It was a gift from my father.
He sent it to me.
Why did you take it?
Because I was afraid that you were a pirate.
That would have been awful.
It wasn't your blood they needed.
It was my father's blood...
The blood of a pirate.
Will, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me.
So you expect to leave me standing on some beach
with nothing but a name
and your word it's the one I need
and watch you sail away in my ship?
No. I expect to leave you standing on some beach
with absolutely no name at all,
watching me sail away on my ship
and then I'll shout the name back to you.
But that still leaves us with the problem
of me standing on some beach with naught but a name
and your word it's the one I need.
Of the two of us,
I am the only one who hasn't committed mutiny,
my word is the one we'll be trusting.
Although, I suppose I should be thanking you
because, in fact,
if you hadn't betrayed me and left me to die,
I would have an equal share in that curse, same as you.
Funny ol' world, innit?
Captain, we're coming up on The Interceptor.
I'm having a thought here, Barbossa.
What say we run up a flag of truce?
I scurry over to The Interceptor,
and I negotiate the return of your medallion, eh? What say you to that?
Now, you see, Jack,
that's exactly the attitude that lost you The Pearl.
People are easy to search when they're dead.
Lock him in the brig.
GIBBS: Tands aloft to loose t'gallants!
With this wind dead astern,
she'll carry every sail we've got!
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, right?
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 that 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.
We're gonna need that.
ANAMARIA: It was a good plan...up till now.
We have to make a stand.
We must fight!
WILL: Load the guns!
Anything we have left.
Load the guns!
Take shot and langrage. Nails and crushed glass!
GIBBS: With a will!
The Pearl is going to 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!
It certainly has the element of surprise.
You're daft, lady! You both are!
Daft like Jack!
Lower the starboard anchor!
Do it, ye dogs, or it's you we'll load into the cannons!
They're club haulin'!
Hard to port! Rack the starboard oars!
Hard to port!
Keep us steady, man.
Stop blowing holes in my ship!
We could use a few more ideas, lass.
It's your turn!
We need us a devil's dowry.
We'll give them her.
She's not what they're after.
Strike yer colours, ya bloomin' cockroaches!
Hands, grapnels at the ready! Prepare to board!
Pistols and cutlasses, men!
Koehler and Twigg to the powder magazine!
And the rest of you, bring me that medallion!
Ha ha ha!
Thanks very much.
That's not very nice.
Where's the medallion?
Where is dear William?
I can't move it!
Why, thank you, Jack.
Not you. We named the monkey "Jack".
Gents, our hope is restored!
Ha ha ha!
Any of you so much as thinks the word "parley",
I'll have your guts for garters.
You godless savage!
Welcome back, miss.
You took advantage of our hospitality last time.
It holds fair now you return the favour.
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.
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 ol' Bootstrap Bill
come back to haunt us.
On my word do as I say,
or I'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.
Go on, poppet! Walk the plank!
Barbossa, you lying bastard!
You swore she'd go free!
Don't dare impugn me honour, boy.
I agreed she'd go free,
but it was you who failed to specify when or where.
Though it does seem a shame
to lose something so fine, don't it, lads?
So I'll be having that dress back before you go.
I always liked you.
It goes with your black heart.
Ooh, it's still warm.
Off you go!
Ha ha ha!
I'd really rather hoped we were past all this.
did you not notice?
That be the same little island
that we made you governor of on our last little trip.
I did notice. Perhaps you'll be able to conjure up
another miraculous escape...
but I doubt it.
Off you go.
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.
It'll be one pistol as before,
and you can be the gentleman
and shoot the lady and starve to death yourself.
That's the second time I've had to watch that man
sail away with my ship.
But you were marooned on this island before, weren't you?
So we can escape in the same way you did then.
To what point and purpose, young missy?
The Black Pearl is gone, and unless you have
a rudder and a lot of sails hidden in that bodice -
young Mr Turner will be dead
long before you can reach him.
But you're Captain Jack Sparrow.
You vanished from under the eyes
of seven agents of the East India company.
You sacked Nassau port without even firing a shot.
Are you the pirate I've read about or not?
How did you escape last time?
I was here a grand total of three days, all right?
the rumrunners used this island as a cache, came by,
and I 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 and black sheep and really bad eggs
# Drink up me hearties yo ho
# Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me! #
I love this song!
Ha ha ha!
Really bad eggs!
When I get The Pearl back,
I'm gonna teach it to the whole crew and we'll sing it all the time!
And you'll be positively 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'll go.
That's what a ship is, you know.
It's not just a keel and a hull and a deck and sails.
That's what a ship needs,
but what a ship is...
What The Black Pearl really is...
it must be really terrible for you to be trapped on this island.
But the company is infinitely better
than last time, I think.
The scenery has definitely improved.
Mr Sparrow! Mmm?
I'm not entirely sure that I've had enough rum
to allow that kind of talk.
I know exactly what you mean, love.
To The Black Pearl.
Not good! Stop!
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 complete scoundrels.
Two - that signal is over a thousand feet high.
The entire royal navy is out looking for me.
Do you really think that there is even the slightest chance they won't see it?
But why is the rum gone?
Just wait, Captain Sparrow.
You give it one hour, maybe two.
Keep a weather eye open,
and you will see white sails on that horizon.
"Must've been terrible for you to be trapped here, Jack.
"Must've been terrible for you."
Well, it bloody is now!
There'll be no living with her after this.
ELIZABETH: But we've got to save Will!
No! You're safe now.
We will return to Port Royal immediately,
not go gallivanting after pirates!
Then we condemn him to death.
The boy's fate is regrettable.
But then so was his decision to engage in piracy.
To rescue me! To prevent anything from happening to me!
If I may be so bold
as to inject my professional opinion.
The Pearl was listing near to scuppers after the battle.
It'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 I serve others, Mr Sparrow,
not only myself.
Commodore, I beg you. Please do this!
For me...as a wedding gift.
Are you accepting the commodore's proposal?
A wedding. I love weddings! Drinks all around!
I know. "Clap him in irons," right?
you will accompany these fine men to the helm
and provide us with the bearing to Isla De Muerta.
You will then spend the rest of the voyage contemplating
all possible meanings of the phrase
"silent as the grave".
Do I make myself clear?
Shiver me timbers!
Cotton 'ere 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, as it were.
He said we deserved to be cursed...
and remain cursed.
But as you can imagine,
that didn't sit too well with the captain.
HE CHUCKLES That didn't sit too well with the captain at all.
Tell him what Barbossa did.
I'm tellin' the story!
What the captain did,
he strapped a cannon to 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.
I don't care for the situation.
Any attempt to storm the caves
could turn into an ambush.
JACK: Not if you're the one doing the ambushing.
I go in, I convince Barbossa to send his men out
with their little boats.
You and your mates return to The Dauntless
and blast the bejesus outta them with your little cannons, eh?
What do you have to lose?
Nothing I'd lament being rid of.
Now, to be quite honest with you,
there's still a slight risk
to those aboard The Dauntless,
which includes the future Mrs Commodore.
Sorry, but it's for your own safety.
The coward...the commodore ordered... I have to tell him!
The pirates - they're cursed. They can't be killed!
Don't worry, Miss. He's already informed of that.
A little mermaid flopped up on deck
and told him the whole story.
This is Jack Sparrow's doing!
PINTEL: 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'll spill it all!
Guess there is reason to fret.
CHANTING: Hoi, hoi, hoi, hoi, hoi, hoi!
Forgive me. Thank you.
BARBOSSA: Begun by blood!
By blood, un...
CHANTING DIES OFF
It's not possible.
She's safe, just like I promised.
She's all set to marry Norrington just like she promised,
and you get to die for her just like you promised.
So we're all men of our word, really.
'Cept for Elizabeth who is, in fact, a woman.
Shut up! You're next!
You don't want to be doing that, mate.
No, I really think I do.
Why don't I want to be doing it?
because the HMS Dauntless,
pride of the royal navy,
is floating just offshore...
waiting for you.
What we doin' 'ere?
The pirates come out,
unprepared and unawares.
We catch 'em in the crossfire,
send 'em down to see old Hob.
I know why we're here.
I mean why aren't we doin' what it was
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 out 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.
'Course you'll take the grandest as your flagship,
and who's to argue? But what of The Pearl?
Name me captain,
I'll sail under your colours,
I'll give you 10% of me plunder,
and you get to introduce yourself
as Commodore Barbossa. Savvy?
I 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.
after you've killed Norrington's men...
You've been planning this from the beginning,
ever since you learned my name.
I want 50% of your plunder.
And I'll buy you the hat.
A really big one...
We have an accord.
All hands to the boats.
You give the orders.
Take a walk.
Not to the boats?
This is just like
what the Greeks done at Troy.
'Cept they was in a horse
'stead of dresses.
I just want you to know I, uh...
I 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.
Take the map with you and report back.
Are you there?
Elizabeth, are you even listening to me?
HE GAGS Uhh!
Oh...what have you done?
Stop that! I already feel like a fool!
Look nice, though.
I look nice?!
I must admit, Jack, I thought I had ye figured.
But it turns out you're a hard man to predict.
Me? I'm dishonest.
And a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest.
It's the honest ones you want to watch out 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.
What would you pick to eat first?
PIRATE GUARD: I think we should decide now.
Just so we're ready when the time comes.
BOTH: What was that?
Make for the ship! Move!
To the ship!
You can't beat me, Jack.
I couldn't resist, mate.
So what now, Jack Sparrow?
Will it be two immortals locked in an epic battle
until judgment day and trumpets sound? Hmm?
Or you could surrender.
Ha ha ha ha ha ha!
All of you with me!
Will is in that cave and we must save him.
Ready? And heave!
Please, I need your help! Come on!
Any port in the storm.
Cotton's right. We've got The Pearl.
And what about Jack?
Jack owes us a ship.
And there's the code to consider.
Hang the code and hang the rules!
They're more like guidelines anyway.
Is it supposed to be doing that?
They're stealing our ship!
Aah! Me eye!
I'm gonna teach you the meaning of pain.
Do you like pain?
Try wearing a corset.
Whose side is Jack on?
At the moment?
Ha ha ha ha!
Ten years you carry that pistol, and now you waste your shot.
WILL: He didn't waste it.
The ship is ours, gentlemen.
We should return to The Dauntless.
Your fiance will be wanting to know you're safe.
If you were waiting for the opportune moment,
that was it.
Now, if you'd be so kind, I'd be much obliged
if you'd drop me off my ship.
ELIZABETH: I'm sorry, Jack.
They done what's right by them.
Can't expect more than that.
Jack Sparrow, be it known that you have...
Captain. Captain Jack Sparrow.
..for your wilful 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.
This is wrong.
Commodore Norrington is bound by the law,
as are we all.
..impersonating an officer of the Spanish royal navy,
impersonating a cleric of the Church of England...
..sailing under false colours,
arson, kidnapping, looting, poaching...
..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.
I should have told you every day from the moment I met you.
I love you.
I can't breathe.
All right! Come on, lads!
I thought we might have to endure
some manner of ill-conceived escape attempt,
but not from you.
On our return to Port Royal,
I 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.
If all I have achieved here is that the hangman
will earn two pairs of boots instead of one,
so be it.
At least my conscience will be clear.
You forget your place, Turner.
It's right here between you and Jack.
As is mine.
GOVERNOR SWANN: Elizabeth!
Lower your weapons.
For goodness sake, put them down!
So this is where your heart truly lies, then?
Well! I'm actually feeling rather good about this.
I think we've all arrived at a very special place, eh?
Oh! Spiritually? Ecumenically? Grammatically?
I want you to know that I was rooting for you, mate.
It would never have worked between us, darling.
This is the day that you will always
remember as the day that...
Idiot. He has nowhere to go but back to the noose.
SENTRY: Sail ho!
What's your plan of action?
Perhaps on the rare occasion
pursuing the right course demands an act of piracy,
piracy itself can be the right course?
I will accept the consequences of my actions.
This is a beautiful sword.
I would expect the man who made it
to show the same care and devotion in every aspect of his life.
Commodore! What about Sparrow?
Well, I 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.
He's a pirate.
I thought you were supposed to keep to the code.
We figured they were more actual guidelines.
The Black Pearl is yours.
On deck, you scabrous dogs!
Men to braces!
Let down and haul to run free.
Now...bring me that horizon.
# ..And really bad eggs
# Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho! #
Swashbuckling adventure in which eccentric Captain Sparrow is on a mission to rescue the governor's beautiful daughter, Elizabeth, and his ship, the Black Pearl, both of which have been captured by curse-ridden pirate Captain Barbossa. Captain Sparrow and Will Turner, a dashing swordsman who is madly in love with Elizabeth, brave the deadly seas and head towards the mysterious Isla de Muerta as they try to stop the skeletal pirates from spilling Elizabeth's blood to lift the curse that keeps them in limbo.