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SHE SINGS SOFTLY | 0:00:36 | 0:00:37 | |
# Yo ho, yo ho | 0:00:37 | 0:00:41 | |
# A pirate's life for me | 0:00:41 | 0:00:44 | |
# We extort, we pilfer We filch and sack | 0:00:44 | 0:00:48 | |
# Drink up... # | 0:00:48 | 0:00:50 | |
Quiet, missy. | 0:00:50 | 0:00:51 | |
Cursed pirates sail these waters. | 0:00:51 | 0:00:53 | |
You don't want to bring them down on us, now, do you? | 0:00:53 | 0:00:56 | |
Mr Gibbs, that will do. | 0:00:56 | 0:00:58 | |
She was singing about pirates. | 0:00:58 | 0:01:01 | |
It's bad luck to be singing about pirates | 0:01:01 | 0:01:02 | |
with us mired in this unnatural fog. Mark my words. | 0:01:02 | 0:01:05 | |
Consider them marked. | 0:01:05 | 0:01:07 | |
On your way. | 0:01:07 | 0:01:08 | |
Aye, lieutenant. | 0:01:08 | 0:01:09 | |
It's bad luck to have a woman on board, too... | 0:01:09 | 0:01:11 | |
Even a miniature one. | 0:01:11 | 0:01:15 | |
I think it'd be rather exciting to meet a pirate. | 0:01:15 | 0:01:19 | |
Think again, Miss Swann. | 0:01:19 | 0:01:21 | |
Vile and dissolute creatures, the lot of them. | 0:01:21 | 0:01:23 | |
I intend to see to it that any man who sails under a pirate flag | 0:01:23 | 0:01:27 | |
or wears a pirate brand gets what he deserves - | 0:01:27 | 0:01:30 | |
a short drop and a sudden stop. | 0:01:30 | 0:01:32 | |
Lieutenant Norrington, I appreciate your fervour, | 0:01:36 | 0:01:39 | |
But I'm, uh, I'm concerned about the effect | 0:01:39 | 0:01:42 | |
this subject will have upon my daughter. | 0:01:42 | 0:01:44 | |
My apologies, Governor Swann. | 0:01:44 | 0:01:46 | |
Actually, I find it all fascinating. | 0:01:46 | 0:01:48 | |
Yes. That's what concerns me. | 0:01:48 | 0:01:50 | |
Look! A boy! There's a boy in the water! | 0:02:16 | 0:02:19 | |
Man overboard! | 0:02:21 | 0:02:23 | |
Man the ropes. Fetch a hook. | 0:02:23 | 0:02:26 | |
Haul him aboard. | 0:02:26 | 0:02:28 | |
He's still breathing. | 0:02:35 | 0:02:38 | |
Mary, mother of god. | 0:02:38 | 0:02:40 | |
MEN MURMUR | 0:02:40 | 0:02:42 | |
GOV SWANN: What happened here? | 0:02:46 | 0:02:48 | |
It's most likely the powder magazine. | 0:02:49 | 0:02:51 | |
Merchant vessels run heavily armed. | 0:02:51 | 0:02:53 | |
A lot of good it did them. | 0:02:55 | 0:02:57 | |
Everyone's thinking it. I'm just saying it. | 0:02:57 | 0:03:00 | |
Pirates. | 0:03:00 | 0:03:01 | |
There's no proof of that. | 0:03:01 | 0:03:03 | |
It was probably an accident. | 0:03:03 | 0:03:06 | |
Rouse the captain immediately. | 0:03:06 | 0:03:07 | |
Aye, sir. | 0:03:07 | 0:03:08 | |
Heave to and take in sail launch the boats. | 0:03:08 | 0:03:11 | |
< Heave to! | 0:03:11 | 0:03:13 | |
Elizabeth, I want you to accompany the boy. | 0:03:14 | 0:03:17 | |
He'll be in your charge. | 0:03:17 | 0:03:19 | |
Take care of him. | 0:03:19 | 0:03:21 | |
It's ok. | 0:03:40 | 0:03:41 | |
My name's Elizabeth Swann. | 0:03:41 | 0:03:43 | |
W-Will Turner. | 0:03:43 | 0:03:47 | |
I'm watching over you, Will. | 0:03:47 | 0:03:49 | |
You're a pirate. | 0:04:01 | 0:04:03 | |
Has he said anything? | 0:04:03 | 0:04:05 | |
His name's William Turner. That's all I found out. | 0:04:05 | 0:04:08 | |
Take him below. | 0:04:09 | 0:04:11 | |
KNOCK ON DOOR | 0:05:16 | 0:05:18 | |
GOV SWANN: Elizabeth? | 0:05:18 | 0:05:19 | |
KNOCKING CONTINUES | 0:05:19 | 0:05:21 | |
Are you all right? | 0:05:21 | 0:05:24 | |
Are you decent? | 0:05:24 | 0:05:25 | |
Uh, yes. | 0:05:25 | 0:05:27 | |
Yes. | 0:05:27 | 0:05:28 | |
Oh. Still abed at this hour? | 0:05:28 | 0:05:30 | |
Hmm? | 0:05:30 | 0:05:32 | |
Oh, it's a beautiful day. | 0:05:32 | 0:05:34 | |
BIRDS CHIRP AND BELL TOLLS | 0:05:34 | 0:05:36 | |
I have a gift for you. | 0:05:36 | 0:05:38 | |
Oh, it's beautiful. | 0:05:40 | 0:05:42 | |
Isn't it? | 0:05:42 | 0:05:43 | |
May I inquire as to the occasion? | 0:05:45 | 0:05:47 | |
Does a father need an occasion to dote upon his daughter? | 0:05:47 | 0:05:50 | |
Go on. | 0:05:51 | 0:05:53 | |
Actually, I, um... | 0:05:56 | 0:05:59 | |
I had hoped you might wear it for the ceremony today. | 0:05:59 | 0:06:01 | |
The ceremony? | 0:06:01 | 0:06:02 | |
Captain Norrington's promotion ceremony. | 0:06:02 | 0:06:05 | |
I knew it. | 0:06:05 | 0:06:06 | |
Commodore Norrington, as he's about to become. | 0:06:06 | 0:06:09 | |
A fine gentleman, don't you think? | 0:06:10 | 0:06:12 | |
He fancies you, you know. SHE GASPS | 0:06:12 | 0:06:14 | |
Elizabeth? How's it coming? | 0:06:14 | 0:06:17 | |
It's difficult to say. | 0:06:17 | 0:06:20 | |
I-I'm told it's the latest fashion in London. | 0:06:20 | 0:06:22 | |
Well, women in London must've learnt not to breathe. | 0:06:22 | 0:06:25 | |
Milord, you have a visitor. | 0:06:27 | 0:06:29 | |
ECHOING CLANK | 0:06:35 | 0:06:37 | |
RATTLING | 0:06:41 | 0:06:44 | |
HE CLEARS HIS THROAT | 0:06:44 | 0:06:45 | |
Ah, Mr Turner. | 0:06:46 | 0:06:48 | |
Good to see you again. | 0:06:48 | 0:06:49 | |
Good day, sir. | 0:06:49 | 0:06:52 | |
I have your order. | 0:06:52 | 0:06:53 | |
Well... | 0:06:58 | 0:06:59 | |
The blade is folded steel. | 0:06:59 | 0:07:01 | |
That's gold filigree laid into the handle. | 0:07:01 | 0:07:05 | |
If I may. | 0:07:05 | 0:07:06 | |
Perfectly balanced. | 0:07:08 | 0:07:10 | |
The tang is nearly the full width of the blade. | 0:07:10 | 0:07:13 | |
Oh! | 0:07:13 | 0:07:15 | |
Impressive. Very impressive. | 0:07:15 | 0:07:17 | |
Now, now. | 0:07:17 | 0:07:19 | |
Commodore Norrington is going to be very pleased with this. | 0:07:19 | 0:07:23 | |
Do pass my compliments on to your master. | 0:07:23 | 0:07:25 | |
Hmm? | 0:07:25 | 0:07:27 | |
I shall. | 0:07:27 | 0:07:30 | |
A craftsman is always pleased to hear his work is appreciated. | 0:07:30 | 0:07:33 | |
Oh, Elizabeth, you look absolutely stunning. | 0:07:34 | 0:07:38 | |
Will. | 0:07:38 | 0:07:40 | |
It's so good to see you. | 0:07:40 | 0:07:42 | |
I had a dream about you last night. | 0:07:42 | 0:07:44 | |
About me? | 0:07:44 | 0:07:45 | |
Yes, well, is that entirely proper for you to... | 0:07:45 | 0:07:47 | |
About the day we met. Do you remember? | 0:07:47 | 0:07:49 | |
How could I forget, Miss Swann? | 0:07:49 | 0:07:51 | |
Will, how many times must I ask you to call me Elizabeth? | 0:07:51 | 0:07:55 | |
At least once more, Miss Swann, as always. | 0:07:55 | 0:07:58 | |
There. See? | 0:07:58 | 0:07:59 | |
At least the boy has a sense of propriety. | 0:07:59 | 0:08:01 | |
Now, we really must be going. | 0:08:01 | 0:08:04 | |
Good day, Mr Turner. | 0:08:05 | 0:08:06 | |
< Come along. | 0:08:08 | 0:08:10 | |
Good day... | 0:08:12 | 0:08:13 | |
..Elizabeth. | 0:08:15 | 0:08:17 | |
Hold up, there, you. | 0:09:44 | 0:09:47 | |
It's a shilling to tie up your boat at the dock. | 0:09:47 | 0:09:50 | |
And I shall need to know your name. | 0:09:52 | 0:09:55 | |
What do you say to three shillings... | 0:09:57 | 0:09:59 | |
And we forget the name? | 0:09:59 | 0:10:02 | |
Welcome to Port Royal, Mr Smith. | 0:10:03 | 0:10:06 | |
COINS JINGLE | 0:10:11 | 0:10:13 | |
Two paces march! | 0:10:42 | 0:10:44 | |
Right about-face! | 0:10:45 | 0:10:47 | |
Present arms! | 0:10:50 | 0:10:53 | |
This dock is off limits to civilians. | 0:11:15 | 0:11:18 | |
I'm terribly sorry. I didn't know. | 0:11:18 | 0:11:20 | |
If I see one, I shall inform you immediately. | 0:11:20 | 0:11:22 | |
Apparently there's some sort of high-toned and fancy to-do up at the fort, eh? | 0:11:25 | 0:11:30 | |
How could it be two upstanding gentlemen such as yourselves | 0:11:30 | 0:11:33 | |
did not merit an invitation? | 0:11:33 | 0:11:35 | |
Someone has to make sure this dock stays off limits to civilians. | 0:11:35 | 0:11:38 | |
It's a fine goal, to be sure. | 0:11:38 | 0:11:39 | |
But it seems to me that a... a ship like that | 0:11:39 | 0:11:43 | |
Makes this one here a bit superfluous, really. | 0:11:43 | 0:11:46 | |
Oh, the Dauntless is the power | 0:11:46 | 0:11:48 | |
in these waters, true enough, but there's no ship as can match the Interceptor for speed. | 0:11:48 | 0:11:53 | |
I've heard of one. | 0:11:53 | 0:11:54 | |
It's supposed to be very fast - nigh uncatchable. | 0:11:54 | 0:11:57 | |
The Black Pearl. | 0:11:57 | 0:11:59 | |
Well, there's no REAL ship as can match the Interceptor. | 0:12:00 | 0:12:05 | |
Black pearl IS a real ship. | 0:12:05 | 0:12:07 | |
No. No, it's not. | 0:12:07 | 0:12:09 | |
Yes, it is. I've seen it. | 0:12:09 | 0:12:12 | |
You've seen it? | 0:12:12 | 0:12:13 | |
Yes. | 0:12:13 | 0:12:15 | |
You haven't seen it! | 0:12:15 | 0:12:16 | |
Yes, I have. | 0:12:16 | 0:12:18 | |
You've seen a ship with black sails | 0:12:18 | 0:12:20 | |
that's crewed by the damned and captained by a man so evil | 0:12:20 | 0:12:24 | |
that hell itself spat him back out? | 0:12:24 | 0:12:28 | |
No. | 0:12:28 | 0:12:29 | |
No. | 0:12:29 | 0:12:30 | |
But I have seen a ship with black sails. | 0:12:30 | 0:12:33 | |
Oh. And no ship that's not crewed by the damned | 0:12:33 | 0:12:35 | |
and captained by a man so evil that hell itself spat him back out | 0:12:35 | 0:12:39 | |
could possibly have black sails, therefore couldn't possibly be | 0:12:39 | 0:12:42 | |
any other ship than the Black Pearl?! | 0:12:42 | 0:12:44 | |
No. | 0:12:44 | 0:12:46 | |
Like I said, there's no real ship as can match The Intercept... | 0:12:47 | 0:12:51 | |
Hey! | 0:12:53 | 0:12:55 | |
You! | 0:12:55 | 0:12:57 | |
Get away from there! | 0:12:57 | 0:12:58 | |
You don't have permission to be aboard there, mate. | 0:12:58 | 0:13:00 | |
I'm sorry. It's just it's such a pretty boat. Ship. | 0:13:00 | 0:13:04 | |
What's your name? | 0:13:04 | 0:13:05 | |
Smith. Or Smithy, if you like. | 0:13:05 | 0:13:08 | |
What's your purpose in Port Royal, Mr Smith? | 0:13:08 | 0:13:11 | |
Yeah. And no lies. | 0:13:11 | 0:13:12 | |
Well, then, I confess. | 0:13:12 | 0:13:15 | |
It is my intention to commandeer one of these ships, | 0:13:15 | 0:13:17 | |
pick up a crew in Tortuga, raid, pillage, plunder, | 0:13:17 | 0:13:20 | |
and otherwise pilfer my weaselly black guts out. | 0:13:20 | 0:13:23 | |
I said no lies. | 0:13:23 | 0:13:25 | |
I think he's telling the truth. | 0:13:25 | 0:13:27 | |
If he were telling the truth, he wouldn't have told us. | 0:13:27 | 0:13:30 | |
Unless he knew you wouldn't believe the truth even if he told it to you. | 0:13:30 | 0:13:33 | |
May I have a moment? | 0:13:43 | 0:13:45 | |
Uh, you look lovely, Elizabeth. | 0:13:53 | 0:13:56 | |
I, uh, apologize if I seem forward, | 0:13:58 | 0:14:01 | |
but I must speak my mind. | 0:14:01 | 0:14:03 | |
Uh, this promotion throws into sharp relief | 0:14:06 | 0:14:09 | |
that which I have not yet achieved. | 0:14:09 | 0:14:11 | |
Uh... A marriage to a fine woman. | 0:14:13 | 0:14:15 | |
You have become a fine woman, Elizabeth. | 0:14:15 | 0:14:19 | |
I can't breathe... | 0:14:19 | 0:14:21 | |
Yes, I... I'm a bit nervous myself. | 0:14:21 | 0:14:24 | |
And then they made me their chief. | 0:14:26 | 0:14:28 | |
Elizabeth? | 0:14:30 | 0:14:32 | |
Elizabeth! | 0:14:34 | 0:14:35 | |
My God! The rocks! | 0:14:37 | 0:14:39 | |
Sir, it's a miracle she missed them. | 0:14:39 | 0:14:42 | |
Will you be saving her, then? I can't swim. | 0:14:43 | 0:14:45 | |
Pride of the king's navy, you are. | 0:14:47 | 0:14:48 | |
Do not lose these. | 0:14:48 | 0:14:51 | |
THUD | 0:15:02 | 0:15:04 | |
What was that? | 0:15:04 | 0:15:06 | |
Ooh! I got her! | 0:15:48 | 0:15:49 | |
She's not breathing! Move! | 0:15:49 | 0:15:52 | |
I never would've thought of that. | 0:15:58 | 0:16:00 | |
Clearly you've never been to Singapore. | 0:16:00 | 0:16:03 | |
SHE GASPS | 0:16:03 | 0:16:04 | |
Where did you get that? | 0:16:07 | 0:16:09 | |
NORRINGTON: On your feet. | 0:16:11 | 0:16:13 | |
SWANN: Elizabeth! | 0:16:15 | 0:16:16 | |
Are you all right? Yes. Yes, I'm fine. | 0:16:17 | 0:16:19 | |
Shoot him. Father. | 0:16:23 | 0:16:25 | |
Commodore, do you really intend to kill my rescuer? | 0:16:25 | 0:16:28 | |
I believe thanks are in order. | 0:16:35 | 0:16:38 | |
Had a brush with the East India Trading Company, did we, pirate? | 0:16:41 | 0:16:46 | |
Hang him. | 0:16:46 | 0:16:47 | |
Keep your guns on him, men. | 0:16:47 | 0:16:49 | |
Gillette, fetch some irons. | 0:16:49 | 0:16:51 | |
Well, well. | 0:16:52 | 0:16:53 | |
Jack Sparrow, isn't it? | 0:16:53 | 0:16:55 | |
Captain Jack Sparrow, if you please, sir. | 0:16:55 | 0:16:58 | |
Well, I don't see your ship...captain. | 0:16:58 | 0:17:01 | |
I'm in the market, as it were. | 0:17:01 | 0:17:03 | |
He said he'd come to commandeer one. | 0:17:03 | 0:17:05 | |
Told you he was telling the truth. | 0:17:05 | 0:17:07 | |
These are his, sir. | 0:17:07 | 0:17:09 | |
No additional shot nor powder. | 0:17:11 | 0:17:14 | |
A compass that doesn't point north. | 0:17:16 | 0:17:20 | |
And I half expected it to be made of wood. | 0:17:22 | 0:17:26 | |
You are without doubt the worst pirate I've ever heard of. | 0:17:27 | 0:17:31 | |
But you have heard of me. | 0:17:31 | 0:17:33 | |
Commodore, I really must protest. | 0:17:35 | 0:17:38 | |
Carefully, lieutenant. | 0:17:38 | 0:17:39 | |
Pirate or not, this man saved my life. | 0:17:39 | 0:17:42 | |
One good deed is not enough to redeem a man of a lifetime of wickedness. | 0:17:42 | 0:17:45 | |
Though it seems enough to condemn him. | 0:17:45 | 0:17:48 | |
Indeed. | 0:17:48 | 0:17:49 | |
Finally. | 0:17:49 | 0:17:50 | |
No. No! Don't shoot! | 0:17:51 | 0:17:53 | |
I knew you'd warm up to me. | 0:17:53 | 0:17:55 | |
Commodore Norrington, my effects, please. And my hat. | 0:17:55 | 0:17:59 | |
Commodore. | 0:18:00 | 0:18:01 | |
Elizabeth... it is Elizabeth, isn't it? | 0:18:04 | 0:18:06 | |
It's Miss Swann. | 0:18:06 | 0:18:07 | |
Miss Swann, if you'd be so kind. | 0:18:07 | 0:18:09 | |
Come, come, dear. We don't have all day. | 0:18:09 | 0:18:12 | |
Now if you'll be very kind. | 0:18:13 | 0:18:14 | |
Easy on the goods, darling. | 0:18:31 | 0:18:33 | |
You're despicable. | 0:18:33 | 0:18:35 | |
Sticks and stones, love. | 0:18:35 | 0:18:37 | |
I saved your life, you save mine. We're square. | 0:18:37 | 0:18:40 | |
Gentlemen, milady, you will always remember this | 0:18:40 | 0:18:44 | |
as the day that you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow. | 0:18:44 | 0:18:48 | |
Whoa! | 0:19:06 | 0:19:08 | |
Now will you shoot him? | 0:19:08 | 0:19:09 | |
Open fire! | 0:19:09 | 0:19:11 | |
Aah! | 0:19:13 | 0:19:14 | |
Hey! | 0:19:15 | 0:19:16 | |
On his heels! | 0:19:18 | 0:19:20 | |
Gillette, Mr Sparrow has a dawn appointment with the gallows. | 0:19:36 | 0:19:40 | |
I would hate for him to miss it. | 0:19:40 | 0:19:43 | |
< Search upstairs! | 0:19:47 | 0:19:48 | |
Look lively, men! | 0:19:50 | 0:19:51 | |
SNORING | 0:20:20 | 0:20:22 | |
HE GRUNTS | 0:20:27 | 0:20:28 | |
Whoa! | 0:20:31 | 0:20:32 | |
SNORING CONTINUES | 0:20:32 | 0:20:35 | |
HISS! | 0:20:50 | 0:20:52 | |
Right where I left you. | 0:21:20 | 0:21:22 | |
Not where I left you. | 0:21:28 | 0:21:30 | |
You're the one they're hunting. | 0:21:40 | 0:21:43 | |
The pirate. | 0:21:43 | 0:21:45 | |
You seem somewhat familiar. Have I threatened you before? | 0:21:45 | 0:21:48 | |
I make a point of avoiding familiarity with pirates. | 0:21:48 | 0:21:50 | |
Ah, well, then, it would be a shame | 0:21:50 | 0:21:52 | |
to put a black mark on your record. So if you'll excuse me... | 0:21:52 | 0:21:56 | |
Do you think this wise, boy, | 0:21:59 | 0:22:02 | |
crossing blades with a pirate? | 0:22:02 | 0:22:05 | |
You threatened Miss Swann. | 0:22:05 | 0:22:06 | |
Only a little. | 0:22:09 | 0:22:12 | |
You know what you're doing. I'll give you that. Excellent form. | 0:22:23 | 0:22:27 | |
But how's your footwork? | 0:22:27 | 0:22:29 | |
If I step here... | 0:22:29 | 0:22:31 | |
Very good. | 0:22:32 | 0:22:33 | |
And now I step again. | 0:22:33 | 0:22:35 | |
Ta. | 0:22:40 | 0:22:41 | |
That is a wonderful trick... | 0:23:00 | 0:23:02 | |
Except, once again, you are between me and my way out. | 0:23:02 | 0:23:06 | |
And now you have no weapon. | 0:23:06 | 0:23:09 | |
DONKEY BRAYS | 0:23:12 | 0:23:14 | |
Who makes all these? | 0:23:30 | 0:23:32 | |
I do. | 0:23:33 | 0:23:35 | |
And I practice with them... three hours a day. | 0:23:35 | 0:23:38 | |
You need to find yourself a girl, mate. | 0:23:41 | 0:23:43 | |
Or perhaps the reason you practice three hours a day | 0:23:49 | 0:23:52 | |
is that you already found one | 0:23:52 | 0:23:54 | |
and are otherwise incapable of wooing said strumpet. | 0:23:54 | 0:23:58 | |
You're not a eunuch, are you? | 0:23:58 | 0:24:00 | |
I practice three hours a day so that when I meet a pirate, | 0:24:00 | 0:24:03 | |
I can kill it! Ah... | 0:24:03 | 0:24:04 | |
You cheated. | 0:25:18 | 0:25:20 | |
Pirate. | 0:25:20 | 0:25:21 | |
Move away. | 0:25:24 | 0:25:26 | |
No. | 0:25:26 | 0:25:27 | |
Please move. No! | 0:25:27 | 0:25:28 | |
I cannot just step aside and let you escape. | 0:25:28 | 0:25:31 | |
BANGING ON DOOR | 0:25:31 | 0:25:34 | |
This shot is not meant for you. | 0:25:34 | 0:25:36 | |
There he is! Over here! | 0:25:45 | 0:25:48 | |
Excellent work, Mr Brown. | 0:25:49 | 0:25:52 | |
You've assisted in the capture of a dangerous fugitive. | 0:25:52 | 0:25:55 | |
Just doing my civic duty, sir. | 0:25:55 | 0:25:58 | |
Well, I trust that you will always remember this is the day | 0:25:58 | 0:26:00 | |
that Captain Jack Sparrow almost escaped. | 0:26:00 | 0:26:04 | |
Take him away. | 0:26:04 | 0:26:05 | |
Can you smell it? Come here, boy. | 0:26:11 | 0:26:12 | |
It's marrowbone. Come here, boy. | 0:26:12 | 0:26:14 | |
Want a nice, juicy bone? Come here, boy. | 0:26:14 | 0:26:16 | |
Come here, boy! Come on. | 0:26:16 | 0:26:18 | |
You can keep doing that forever. The dog is never going to move. | 0:26:18 | 0:26:22 | |
Oh, excuse us if we haven't resigned ourselves to the gallows just yet. | 0:26:22 | 0:26:26 | |
There you go, miss. | 0:26:32 | 0:26:34 | |
It was a difficult day for you, I'm sure. | 0:26:34 | 0:26:36 | |
Mmm, I suspected Commodore Norrington would propose. | 0:26:36 | 0:26:39 | |
But I must admit, I wasn't entirely prepared for it. | 0:26:39 | 0:26:42 | |
I meant you being threatened by that pirate. Sounds terrifying. | 0:26:42 | 0:26:47 | |
Oh. Yes, it was terrifying. | 0:26:47 | 0:26:50 | |
But the commodore proposed. Fancy that. | 0:26:50 | 0:26:53 | |
Now, that's a smart match, miss, | 0:26:53 | 0:26:55 | |
if it's not too bold to say. | 0:26:55 | 0:26:57 | |
It is a smart match. | 0:26:57 | 0:26:58 | |
He's a fine man. | 0:26:58 | 0:27:01 | |
He's what any woman should dream of marrying. | 0:27:01 | 0:27:05 | |
Well, that Will Turner - he's a fine man, too. | 0:27:05 | 0:27:09 | |
That is too bold. | 0:27:09 | 0:27:12 | |
Well, begging your pardon, miss. | 0:27:12 | 0:27:14 | |
It was not my place. | 0:27:14 | 0:27:16 | |
Has my daughter given you an answer yet? | 0:28:01 | 0:28:04 | |
No, she hasn't. | 0:28:04 | 0:28:06 | |
Well, she has had a very trying day. | 0:28:06 | 0:28:09 | |
Ghastly weather, don't you think? | 0:28:09 | 0:28:12 | |
Bleak. Very bleak. | 0:28:12 | 0:28:15 | |
DISTANT THUD What's that? | 0:28:15 | 0:28:17 | |
Cannon fire! | 0:28:17 | 0:28:19 | |
Return fire! | 0:28:20 | 0:28:23 | |
I know those guns. | 0:28:23 | 0:28:26 | |
Men to arms! | 0:28:26 | 0:28:28 | |
It's the Pearl. | 0:28:31 | 0:28:34 | |
The Black Pearl? | 0:28:34 | 0:28:36 | |
I've heard stories. | 0:28:36 | 0:28:37 | |
She's been preying on ships and settlements for near ten years. | 0:28:37 | 0:28:42 | |
Never leaves any survivors. | 0:28:42 | 0:28:45 | |
No survivors? | 0:28:45 | 0:28:47 | |
Then where do the stories come from, I wonder? | 0:28:47 | 0:28:50 | |
MEN SHOUT | 0:28:58 | 0:29:00 | |
Aaah! | 0:29:54 | 0:29:56 | |
HORSE WHINNIES | 0:30:08 | 0:30:10 | |
NORRINGTON: Sight the muzzle flash! | 0:30:12 | 0:30:15 | |
I need a full strike, fore and aft. | 0:30:15 | 0:30:19 | |
Governor, barricade yourself in my office. | 0:30:19 | 0:30:24 | |
That's an order. | 0:30:26 | 0:30:28 | |
BANGING ON DOOR | 0:30:40 | 0:30:42 | |
Don't! | 0:30:45 | 0:30:46 | |
Hello, chum. | 0:30:46 | 0:30:48 | |
Up there. | 0:30:51 | 0:30:53 | |
Miss Swann, they've come to kidnap you! | 0:31:02 | 0:31:04 | |
What? You're the governor's daughter. | 0:31:04 | 0:31:06 | |
< Come on! In here! | 0:31:06 | 0:31:09 | |
Listen. They haven't seen you. | 0:31:09 | 0:31:11 | |
Hide, and the first chance you get, run to the fort. | 0:31:11 | 0:31:14 | |
Gotcha. | 0:31:22 | 0:31:24 | |
Woof! Woof! | 0:31:24 | 0:31:25 | |
No! No! No! It's hot! | 0:31:29 | 0:31:32 | |
Me barnet! Come on! | 0:31:32 | 0:31:33 | |
SHOUTING AND SCREAMING | 0:31:33 | 0:31:35 | |
No! | 0:32:04 | 0:32:06 | |
MAN SHOUTS | 0:32:06 | 0:32:07 | |
We know you're here, poppet. | 0:32:14 | 0:32:17 | |
Poppet! | 0:32:17 | 0:32:19 | |
Come out... | 0:32:19 | 0:32:21 | |
And we promise we won't hurt you. | 0:32:21 | 0:32:24 | |
Eh? | 0:32:24 | 0:32:25 | |
We will find you, poppet. | 0:32:27 | 0:32:29 | |
You've got something of ours, and it calls to us. | 0:32:29 | 0:32:34 | |
The gold calls to us. | 0:32:39 | 0:32:41 | |
Gold... | 0:32:41 | 0:32:43 | |
Hello, poppet. | 0:32:50 | 0:32:51 | |
Parley! | 0:32:51 | 0:32:53 | |
What? | 0:32:54 | 0:32:54 | |
Parley. | 0:32:54 | 0:32:56 | |
I invoke the right of parley. | 0:32:56 | 0:32:58 | |
According to the code of the brethren set down by the pirates Morgan and Bartholomew. | 0:32:58 | 0:33:02 | |
You have to take me to your captain. I know the code. | 0:33:02 | 0:33:04 | |
If an adversary demands parley, | 0:33:04 | 0:33:06 | |
you can do them no harm until the parley is complete. | 0:33:06 | 0:33:08 | |
To blazes with the code. | 0:33:08 | 0:33:09 | |
She wants to be taken to the captain. | 0:33:09 | 0:33:12 | |
And she'll go without a fuss. | 0:33:12 | 0:33:16 | |
We must honour the code. | 0:33:16 | 0:33:19 | |
Say good-bye. | 0:33:29 | 0:33:30 | |
Good-bye. | 0:33:34 | 0:33:36 | |
Will! | 0:33:39 | 0:33:41 | |
Elizabeth. | 0:33:41 | 0:33:43 | |
Out of my way, scum! | 0:33:50 | 0:33:53 | |
My sympathies, friend. You've no manner of luck at all. | 0:34:03 | 0:34:07 | |
HE WHISTLES Come on, doggy. | 0:34:27 | 0:34:30 | |
It's just you and me now. | 0:34:30 | 0:34:32 | |
It's you and old Jack. Come on. | 0:34:32 | 0:34:35 | |
Come on. That's a boy. | 0:34:35 | 0:34:37 | |
That's a good boy. Come on. | 0:34:37 | 0:34:39 | |
A bit closer. A bit closer. | 0:34:39 | 0:34:42 | |
That's it. That's it, doggy. | 0:34:42 | 0:34:45 | |
Come on, you filthy, slimy, mangy cur. | 0:34:45 | 0:34:48 | |
DOOR CLANGS No, no, no. Don't do that. | 0:34:48 | 0:34:50 | |
No, no, no, no, no, no, no! I didn't mean it! | 0:34:50 | 0:34:53 | |
I didn't...oh. | 0:34:53 | 0:34:54 | |
This ain't the armoury. | 0:34:59 | 0:35:01 | |
Well, well, well. Look what we have here, Twigg. | 0:35:01 | 0:35:05 | |
Captain Jack Sparrow. | 0:35:05 | 0:35:07 | |
HE SPITS Last time I saw you, | 0:35:07 | 0:35:11 | |
you were all alone on a godforsaken island, | 0:35:11 | 0:35:15 | |
shrinking into the distance. | 0:35:15 | 0:35:18 | |
His fortunes aren't improved much. | 0:35:18 | 0:35:20 | |
Worry about your own fortunes, gentlemen. | 0:35:20 | 0:35:23 | |
The deepest circle of hell is reserved for betrayers | 0:35:23 | 0:35:27 | |
and mutineers. | 0:35:27 | 0:35:28 | |
So there is a curse. | 0:35:31 | 0:35:34 | |
That's interesting. You know nothing of hell. | 0:35:36 | 0:35:39 | |
That's very interesting. | 0:35:47 | 0:35:49 | |
I didn't know we was taking on captives. | 0:36:22 | 0:36:25 | |
She's invoked the right of parley with captain Barbossa. | 0:36:25 | 0:36:29 | |
I'm here to nego... | 0:36:29 | 0:36:30 | |
You'll speak when spoken to. | 0:36:30 | 0:36:32 | |
And ye will not lay a hand | 0:36:32 | 0:36:35 | |
on those under the protection of parley. | 0:36:35 | 0:36:38 | |
Aye, sir. | 0:36:38 | 0:36:40 | |
My apologies, miss. | 0:36:42 | 0:36:44 | |
Captain Barbossa, I am here to negotiate | 0:36:44 | 0:36:48 | |
the cessation of hostilities against Port Royal. | 0:36:48 | 0:36:50 | |
There were a lot of long words in there, miss. | 0:36:50 | 0:36:53 | |
We're naught but humble pirates. | 0:36:53 | 0:36:55 | |
What is it that you want? | 0:36:55 | 0:36:58 | |
I want you to leave and never come back. | 0:36:58 | 0:37:01 | |
MEN LAUGH | 0:37:01 | 0:37:02 | |
I'm disinclined to acquiesce to your request. | 0:37:02 | 0:37:06 | |
Means "no." | 0:37:06 | 0:37:09 | |
Very well. | 0:37:09 | 0:37:10 | |
I'll drop it. | 0:37:13 | 0:37:15 | |
Me holds are bursting with swag. | 0:37:19 | 0:37:22 | |
That bit of shine matters to us? Why? | 0:37:22 | 0:37:25 | |
It's what you've been searching for. | 0:37:25 | 0:37:27 | |
I recognize this ship. | 0:37:27 | 0:37:30 | |
I saw it eight years ago on the crossing from England. | 0:37:30 | 0:37:32 | |
Did you, now? | 0:37:32 | 0:37:34 | |
Fine. | 0:37:35 | 0:37:37 | |
Well, I suppose if it is worthless, | 0:37:37 | 0:37:40 | |
then there's no point in me keeping it. | 0:37:40 | 0:37:42 | |
MEN GASP | 0:37:42 | 0:37:43 | |
You have a name, missy? | 0:37:53 | 0:37:55 | |
Elizabeth...Turner. | 0:37:55 | 0:37:59 | |
I'm a maid in the governor's household. | 0:37:59 | 0:38:02 | |
Miss Turner. | 0:38:06 | 0:38:07 | |
MEN MURMUR | 0:38:07 | 0:38:09 | |
Bootstrap. | 0:38:09 | 0:38:11 | |
And how does a maid come to own a trinket such as that? | 0:38:14 | 0:38:17 | |
Family heirloom, perhaps? | 0:38:17 | 0:38:20 | |
I didn't steal it, if that's what you mean. | 0:38:20 | 0:38:22 | |
Very well. | 0:38:22 | 0:38:24 | |
You hand it over, and we'll put your town to our rudder and ne'er return. | 0:38:24 | 0:38:27 | |
MONKEY CHATTERS | 0:38:39 | 0:38:41 | |
Our bargain? | 0:38:41 | 0:38:43 | |
Still the guns and stow 'em. | 0:38:43 | 0:38:46 | |
Wait! | 0:38:46 | 0:38:48 | |
You have to take me to shore! | 0:38:48 | 0:38:51 | |
According to the code of the order of the brethren... | 0:38:51 | 0:38:53 | |
First, your return to shore was not part of our negotiations nor our agreement. | 0:38:53 | 0:38:57 | |
So I must do nothing. And secondly, you must be a pirate | 0:38:57 | 0:39:00 | |
for the pirate's code to apply, and you're not. | 0:39:00 | 0:39:02 | |
And thirdly, the code is more what you'd call guidelines than actual rules. | 0:39:02 | 0:39:07 | |
Welcome aboard the Black Pearl, Miss Turner. | 0:39:07 | 0:39:10 | |
They've taken her. They've taken Elizabeth. | 0:39:30 | 0:39:33 | |
Mr Murtogg, remove this man. | 0:39:33 | 0:39:36 | |
We have to hunt them down. We must save her. | 0:39:36 | 0:39:38 | |
And where do you propose we start? | 0:39:38 | 0:39:41 | |
If you have any information concerning my daughter, | 0:39:41 | 0:39:44 | |
please share it. | 0:39:44 | 0:39:45 | |
That Jack Sparrow - | 0:39:47 | 0:39:49 | |
he talked about The Black Pearl. | 0:39:49 | 0:39:52 | |
Uh, mentioned it is more what he did. | 0:39:52 | 0:39:54 | |
Ask him where it is. | 0:39:54 | 0:39:55 | |
Make a deal with him. He could lead us to it. | 0:39:55 | 0:39:57 | |
No. | 0:39:57 | 0:39:58 | |
The pirates who invaded this fort | 0:39:58 | 0:40:00 | |
left Sparrow locked in his cell, | 0:40:00 | 0:40:02 | |
ergo they are not his allies. | 0:40:02 | 0:40:05 | |
Governor, we will establish their most likely course... | 0:40:05 | 0:40:08 | |
That's not good enough! | 0:40:08 | 0:40:10 | |
Mr Turner, you are not a military man. | 0:40:10 | 0:40:14 | |
You are not a sailor. | 0:40:14 | 0:40:16 | |
You are a blacksmith. | 0:40:16 | 0:40:18 | |
And this is not the moment for rash actions. | 0:40:18 | 0:40:21 | |
Do not make the mistake of thinking | 0:40:23 | 0:40:25 | |
you are the only man here who cares for Elizabeth. | 0:40:25 | 0:40:27 | |
DOOR OPENS | 0:40:34 | 0:40:36 | |
You. Sparrow. Eh? | 0:40:38 | 0:40:40 | |
You are familiar with that ship - The Black Pearl. | 0:40:40 | 0:40:43 | |
I've heard of it. | 0:40:43 | 0:40:44 | |
Where does it make berth? | 0:40:44 | 0:40:45 | |
Where does it make berth? | 0:40:45 | 0:40:47 | |
Have you not heard the stories? | 0:40:47 | 0:40:50 | |
Captain Barbossa and his crew of miscreants | 0:40:51 | 0:40:55 | |
sail from the dreaded Isla De Muerta. | 0:40:55 | 0:40:58 | |
It's an island that cannot be found, | 0:40:58 | 0:41:00 | |
except by those who already know where it is. | 0:41:00 | 0:41:04 | |
The ship's real enough. | 0:41:04 | 0:41:06 | |
Therefore its anchorage must be a real place. | 0:41:06 | 0:41:08 | |
Where is it? | 0:41:08 | 0:41:10 | |
Why ask me? | 0:41:10 | 0:41:11 | |
Because you're a pirate. | 0:41:11 | 0:41:13 | |
And you want to turn pirate yourself, is that it? | 0:41:13 | 0:41:15 | |
Never. | 0:41:16 | 0:41:17 | |
They took Miss Swann. | 0:41:21 | 0:41:22 | |
Oh, so it is that you found a girl. | 0:41:22 | 0:41:25 | |
I see. | 0:41:25 | 0:41:27 | |
Well, if you're intending to brave all, | 0:41:27 | 0:41:29 | |
hasten to her rescue, and so win fair lady's heart, | 0:41:29 | 0:41:32 | |
you'll have to do it alone, mate. | 0:41:32 | 0:41:35 | |
I see no profit in it for me. | 0:41:35 | 0:41:37 | |
I can get you out of here. | 0:41:37 | 0:41:39 | |
How's that? The key's run off. | 0:41:39 | 0:41:40 | |
I helped build these cells. | 0:41:40 | 0:41:42 | |
These are half-pin barrel hinges. | 0:41:42 | 0:41:45 | |
With the right leverage and the proper application of strength... | 0:41:46 | 0:41:49 | |
The door will lift free. | 0:41:49 | 0:41:51 | |
What's your name? | 0:41:53 | 0:41:55 | |
Will Turner. | 0:41:55 | 0:41:56 | |
That would be short for William, I imagine. | 0:41:58 | 0:42:00 | |
Good, strong name. | 0:42:00 | 0:42:02 | |
No doubt named for your father, eh? | 0:42:02 | 0:42:04 | |
Yes. | 0:42:06 | 0:42:07 | |
Uh-huh. | 0:42:07 | 0:42:10 | |
Well, Mr Turner, I've changed me mind. | 0:42:10 | 0:42:13 | |
If you spring me from this cell, | 0:42:13 | 0:42:15 | |
I swear on pain of death | 0:42:15 | 0:42:16 | |
I shall take you to The Black Pearl | 0:42:16 | 0:42:18 | |
and your bonny lass. | 0:42:18 | 0:42:21 | |
Do we have an accord? | 0:42:21 | 0:42:23 | |
Agreed. | 0:42:24 | 0:42:25 | |
Agreed. | 0:42:25 | 0:42:26 | |
Get me out. | 0:42:26 | 0:42:27 | |
Hurry. Someone will have heard that. | 0:42:31 | 0:42:32 | |
Not without my effects. | 0:42:32 | 0:42:35 | |
We're going to steal the ship? | 0:42:41 | 0:42:43 | |
That ship? | 0:42:44 | 0:42:45 | |
Commandeer. | 0:42:45 | 0:42:47 | |
We're going to commandeer that ship. | 0:42:47 | 0:42:50 | |
Nautical term. | 0:42:50 | 0:42:51 | |
One question about your business, boy, or there's no use going. | 0:42:51 | 0:42:54 | |
This girl - how far are you willing to go to save her? | 0:42:54 | 0:42:59 | |
I'd die for her. | 0:42:59 | 0:43:00 | |
Oh, good. | 0:43:00 | 0:43:01 | |
No worries, then. | 0:43:01 | 0:43:03 | |
This is either madness or brilliance. | 0:43:21 | 0:43:24 | |
It's remarkable how often those two traits coincide. | 0:43:24 | 0:43:28 | |
INDISTINCT TALKING | 0:43:52 | 0:43:55 | |
Everyone stay calm! We are taking over the ship. | 0:43:56 | 0:44:00 | |
Aye! Avast! | 0:44:00 | 0:44:01 | |
LAUGHTER | 0:44:01 | 0:44:03 | |
This ship cannot be crewed by two men. | 0:44:05 | 0:44:08 | |
You'll never make it out of the bay. | 0:44:08 | 0:44:11 | |
Son... | 0:44:11 | 0:44:12 | |
I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. | 0:44:12 | 0:44:16 | |
Savvy? | 0:44:16 | 0:44:17 | |
Commodore. | 0:44:20 | 0:44:22 | |
LT GILLETTE: Sir, they've taken The Dauntless! | 0:44:22 | 0:44:25 | |
Commodore! | 0:44:26 | 0:44:28 | |
They've taken the ship! | 0:44:28 | 0:44:30 | |
Sparrow and Turner - they've taken The Dauntless! | 0:44:30 | 0:44:33 | |
NORRINGTON: Rash, Turner. Too rash. | 0:44:33 | 0:44:36 | |
That is without doubt the worst pirate I have ever seen. | 0:44:36 | 0:44:40 | |
Here they come. | 0:44:43 | 0:44:45 | |
Bring her around! Bring her around! | 0:44:49 | 0:44:53 | |
Search every cabin, every hold. | 0:44:57 | 0:45:01 | |
Sailors, back to The Interceptor. | 0:45:16 | 0:45:18 | |
Now! | 0:45:18 | 0:45:19 | |
Thank you, commodore, for getting us ready to make way. | 0:45:25 | 0:45:29 | |
We'd have had a hard time of it by ourselves. | 0:45:29 | 0:45:31 | |
Set top sails and clear up this mess. | 0:45:33 | 0:45:36 | |
With the wind at quarter astern, we won't catch them! | 0:45:36 | 0:45:38 | |
I don't need to catch them. Just get them in range of the long nines. | 0:45:38 | 0:45:41 | |
Hands, come about! Run out the guns! | 0:45:41 | 0:45:45 | |
We're to fire on our own ships, eh? | 0:45:45 | 0:45:47 | |
I'd rather see her at the bottom of the ocean | 0:45:47 | 0:45:50 | |
than in the hands of a pirate. | 0:45:50 | 0:45:52 | |
Commodore! | 0:45:53 | 0:45:54 | |
He's disabled the rudder chain, sir. | 0:45:54 | 0:45:56 | |
Abandon ship! | 0:46:00 | 0:46:02 | |
That's got to be the best pirate I've ever seen. | 0:46:05 | 0:46:09 | |
So it would seem. | 0:46:09 | 0:46:12 | |
When I was a lad living in England, | 0:46:20 | 0:46:22 | |
my mother raised me by herself. | 0:46:22 | 0:46:24 | |
After she died, I came out here... | 0:46:24 | 0:46:27 | |
looking for my father. | 0:46:27 | 0:46:29 | |
Is that so? | 0:46:29 | 0:46:31 | |
My father... | 0:46:32 | 0:46:34 | |
Will Turner... | 0:46:34 | 0:46:35 | |
At the jail, it was only after you learned my name | 0:46:35 | 0:46:37 | |
that you agreed to help. Since that's what I wanted, | 0:46:37 | 0:46:39 | |
I didn't press the matter. | 0:46:39 | 0:46:41 | |
I'm not a simpleton, Jack. | 0:46:41 | 0:46:43 | |
You knew my father. | 0:46:43 | 0:46:45 | |
I knew him. Probably one of the few | 0:46:51 | 0:46:53 | |
who knew him as William Turner. | 0:46:53 | 0:46:55 | |
Everyone else just called him Bootstrap | 0:46:55 | 0:46:57 | |
or Bootstrap Bill. | 0:46:57 | 0:46:59 | |
Bootstrap. | 0:46:59 | 0:47:00 | |
Good man. Good pirate. | 0:47:00 | 0:47:02 | |
I swear you look just like him. | 0:47:02 | 0:47:04 | |
It's not true. | 0:47:04 | 0:47:05 | |
He was a merchant sailor... | 0:47:05 | 0:47:07 | |
A good, respectable man who obeyed the law. | 0:47:07 | 0:47:10 | |
He was a bloody pirate, a scallywag. | 0:47:10 | 0:47:12 | |
My father... was not a pirate. | 0:47:13 | 0:47:16 | |
Put it away, son. It's not worth you getting beat again. | 0:47:17 | 0:47:21 | |
You didn't beat me. You ignored the rules of engagement. | 0:47:21 | 0:47:24 | |
In a fair fight, I'd kill you. | 0:47:24 | 0:47:26 | |
Then that's not much incentive for me to fight fair, then, is it? | 0:47:26 | 0:47:29 | |
Now, as long as you're just hanging there, pay attention. | 0:47:34 | 0:47:37 | |
The only rules that really matter | 0:47:37 | 0:47:39 | |
are these - what a man can do... | 0:47:39 | 0:47:42 | |
and what a man can't do. | 0:47:42 | 0:47:44 | |
For instance, you can accept | 0:47:44 | 0:47:47 | |
that your father was a pirate and a good man, | 0:47:47 | 0:47:49 | |
or you can't. | 0:47:49 | 0:47:50 | |
The pirate is in your blood, boy, | 0:47:50 | 0:47:52 | |
so you'll have to square with that someday. | 0:47:52 | 0:47:54 | |
I mean, for example... | 0:47:54 | 0:47:55 | |
I can let you drown | 0:47:55 | 0:47:58 | |
but I can't bring this ship in to Tortuga all by me onesy. Savvy? | 0:47:58 | 0:48:01 | |
So... | 0:48:01 | 0:48:03 | |
Uhh! | 0:48:05 | 0:48:07 | |
Can you sail under the command of a pirate? | 0:48:07 | 0:48:09 | |
Or can you not? | 0:48:11 | 0:48:13 | |
Tortuga? | 0:48:15 | 0:48:16 | |
Tortuga. | 0:48:17 | 0:48:19 | |
WOMAN: Aah! | 0:48:40 | 0:48:41 | |
More importantly, it is indeed a sad lot | 0:48:41 | 0:48:43 | |
that has never breathed deep | 0:48:43 | 0:48:45 | |
this sweet, proliferous bouquet that is Tortuga. | 0:48:45 | 0:48:47 | |
Savvy? | 0:48:47 | 0:48:48 | |
What do you think? | 0:48:48 | 0:48:49 | |
It'll linger. | 0:48:52 | 0:48:55 | |
I'll tell you, mate, | 0:48:55 | 0:48:56 | |
if every town in the world were like this one, | 0:48:56 | 0:48:59 | |
no man would ever feel unwanted. | 0:48:59 | 0:49:01 | |
Scarlett! | 0:49:03 | 0:49:04 | |
Not sure I deserved that. | 0:49:04 | 0:49:07 | |
Giselle. | 0:49:08 | 0:49:09 | |
Who was she? | 0:49:09 | 0:49:11 | |
What? | 0:49:11 | 0:49:12 | |
I may have deserved that. | 0:49:14 | 0:49:15 | |
Curse you for breathin', you slack-jawed idiot! | 0:49:18 | 0:49:20 | |
Mother's love! Jack. | 0:49:23 | 0:49:26 | |
You should know better than to wake a man when he's sleepin'. | 0:49:26 | 0:49:30 | |
It's bad luck. | 0:49:30 | 0:49:31 | |
Ah. Fortunately, I know how to counter it. | 0:49:31 | 0:49:34 | |
The man who did | 0:49:34 | 0:49:35 | |
the waking buys the man who was sleeping a drink. | 0:49:35 | 0:49:38 | |
The man who was sleeping drinks it while listening | 0:49:38 | 0:49:40 | |
to a proposition from the man who did the waking. | 0:49:40 | 0:49:43 | |
Aye. That'll about do it. | 0:49:45 | 0:49:47 | |
Blast! I'm already awake! | 0:49:49 | 0:49:52 | |
That was for the smell. | 0:49:52 | 0:49:53 | |
Keep a sharp eye. | 0:50:03 | 0:50:05 | |
Now...what's the nature of this venture of yourn? | 0:50:12 | 0:50:16 | |
I'm going after The Black Pearl. | 0:50:17 | 0:50:19 | |
HE SPLUTTERS | 0:50:19 | 0:50:22 | |
I know where it's going to be... | 0:50:23 | 0:50:25 | |
and I'm gonna take it. | 0:50:25 | 0:50:27 | |
Jack...it's a fool's errand. | 0:50:28 | 0:50:31 | |
Why, you know better 'n me the tales of The Black Pearl. | 0:50:31 | 0:50:34 | |
That's why I know what Barbossa is up to. | 0:50:34 | 0:50:37 | |
All I need is a crew. | 0:50:37 | 0:50:39 | |
From what I hear tell of Captain Barbossa, | 0:50:39 | 0:50:41 | |
He's not a man to suffer fools | 0:50:41 | 0:50:42 | |
nor strike a bargain with one. | 0:50:42 | 0:50:44 | |
Well, I'd say it's a very good thing I'm not a fool, eh? | 0:50:44 | 0:50:46 | |
Prove me wrong. | 0:50:46 | 0:50:47 | |
What make you think Barbossa'll give up his ship to you? | 0:50:47 | 0:50:51 | |
Let's just say it's a matter of leverage. Eh? | 0:50:51 | 0:50:54 | |
Uh? | 0:50:58 | 0:50:59 | |
Huh. Hmm? | 0:51:00 | 0:51:02 | |
What? | 0:51:02 | 0:51:03 | |
Hmm, hmm, hmm. | 0:51:05 | 0:51:06 | |
The kid? | 0:51:09 | 0:51:10 | |
That is the child of Bootstrap Bill Turner. | 0:51:12 | 0:51:15 | |
His only child. Savvy? | 0:51:16 | 0:51:19 | |
Is he now? | 0:51:19 | 0:51:21 | |
"Leverage," says you. | 0:51:24 | 0:51:26 | |
I think I feel a change in the winds, says I. | 0:51:26 | 0:51:29 | |
I'll find us a crew. There's bound to be some sailors | 0:51:29 | 0:51:32 | |
on this rock crazy as you. | 0:51:32 | 0:51:33 | |
One can only hope. | 0:51:33 | 0:51:36 | |
Take what you can. | 0:51:36 | 0:51:37 | |
Give nothin' back. | 0:51:37 | 0:51:39 | |
You'll be dinin' with the captain. | 0:52:01 | 0:52:03 | |
And he requests you wear this. | 0:52:03 | 0:52:06 | |
Well, you may tell the captain | 0:52:06 | 0:52:08 | |
that I am disinclined to acquiesce to his request. | 0:52:08 | 0:52:10 | |
Hmm? | 0:52:10 | 0:52:11 | |
He said you'd say that. | 0:52:11 | 0:52:13 | |
He also said if that be the case, | 0:52:13 | 0:52:16 | |
you'll be dinin' with the crew... | 0:52:16 | 0:52:18 | |
and you'll be naked. | 0:52:18 | 0:52:20 | |
Fine. | 0:52:25 | 0:52:26 | |
HE CHUCKLES | 0:52:40 | 0:52:42 | |
There's no need to stand on ceremony, | 0:52:42 | 0:52:44 | |
nor call to impress anyone. | 0:52:44 | 0:52:46 | |
You must be hungry. | 0:52:46 | 0:52:47 | |
Try the wine. | 0:53:05 | 0:53:06 | |
And the apples. One of those next. | 0:53:11 | 0:53:14 | |
It's poisoned. | 0:53:21 | 0:53:22 | |
Ha ha ha ha ha! | 0:53:22 | 0:53:24 | |
There would be no sense to be killin' you, Miss Turner. | 0:53:24 | 0:53:26 | |
Then release me. You have your trinket. | 0:53:26 | 0:53:28 | |
I'm of no further value to you. | 0:53:28 | 0:53:30 | |
You don't know what this is... | 0:53:33 | 0:53:36 | |
do you? | 0:53:36 | 0:53:37 | |
It's a pirate medallion. | 0:53:37 | 0:53:39 | |
This is Aztec gold. | 0:53:39 | 0:53:42 | |
One of 882 identical pieces | 0:53:42 | 0:53:45 | |
they delivered in a stone chest to Cortes himself. | 0:53:45 | 0:53:50 | |
Blood money paid to stem the slaughter | 0:53:50 | 0:53:53 | |
he wreaked upon 'em with his armies. | 0:53:53 | 0:53:55 | |
But the greed of Cortes was insatiable. | 0:53:55 | 0:53:58 | |
So the heathen gods placed upon the gold... | 0:53:58 | 0:54:03 | |
a terrible curse. | 0:54:03 | 0:54:05 | |
Any mortal that removes but a single piece | 0:54:05 | 0:54:08 | |
from that stone chest | 0:54:08 | 0:54:10 | |
shall be punished for eternity. | 0:54:10 | 0:54:13 | |
I hardly believe in ghost stories any more, Captain Barbossa. | 0:54:15 | 0:54:19 | |
Aye. | 0:54:19 | 0:54:21 | |
That's exactly what I thought | 0:54:21 | 0:54:22 | |
when we were first told | 0:54:22 | 0:54:23 | |
the tale. | 0:54:23 | 0:54:24 | |
Buried on an isle of the dead | 0:54:24 | 0:54:26 | |
what cannot be found | 0:54:26 | 0:54:27 | |
except for those who know where it is. | 0:54:27 | 0:54:29 | |
Find it we did. | 0:54:31 | 0:54:32 | |
There be the chest. | 0:54:32 | 0:54:34 | |
Inside be the gold. | 0:54:34 | 0:54:37 | |
And we took 'em all. | 0:54:37 | 0:54:39 | |
We spent 'em and traded 'em | 0:54:39 | 0:54:41 | |
and frittered 'em away | 0:54:41 | 0:54:43 | |
on drink and food and pleasurable company. | 0:54:43 | 0:54:46 | |
The more we gave 'em away, the more we came to realize | 0:54:46 | 0:54:52 | |
the drink would not satisfy... | 0:54:52 | 0:54:55 | |
food turned to ash in our mouths... | 0:54:55 | 0:54:59 | |
And all the pleasurable company in the world | 0:54:59 | 0:55:01 | |
could not slake our lust. | 0:55:01 | 0:55:03 | |
We are cursed men, Miss Turner... | 0:55:03 | 0:55:06 | |
Compelled by greed we were, | 0:55:08 | 0:55:09 | |
but now... | 0:55:09 | 0:55:11 | |
we are consumed by it. | 0:55:11 | 0:55:14 | |
SCREECHING | 0:55:14 | 0:55:16 | |
There is one way we can end our curse. | 0:55:25 | 0:55:28 | |
All the scattered pieces of the Aztec gold | 0:55:32 | 0:55:35 | |
must be restored and the blood repaid. | 0:55:35 | 0:55:39 | |
Thanks to ye... | 0:55:41 | 0:55:43 | |
we have the final piece. | 0:55:43 | 0:55:46 | |
And the...blood to be repaid? | 0:55:47 | 0:55:50 | |
That's why it is no sense to be killin' you... | 0:55:50 | 0:55:53 | |
yet. | 0:55:53 | 0:55:54 | |
Apple? | 0:55:56 | 0:55:57 | |
Huh? Huh? | 0:56:00 | 0:56:01 | |
Ohh! Aah! | 0:56:01 | 0:56:03 | |
Arr! | 0:56:03 | 0:56:04 | |
Let go! | 0:56:05 | 0:56:07 | |
I'm curious. After killing me, | 0:56:08 | 0:56:10 | |
what is it you're planning on doing next? | 0:56:10 | 0:56:13 | |
Oh! | 0:56:13 | 0:56:14 | |
SCREAMING | 0:56:17 | 0:56:18 | |
SCREAMING | 0:56:27 | 0:56:29 | |
Aah! No! | 0:56:40 | 0:56:43 | |
Growls | 0:56:44 | 0:56:45 | |
Aah! | 0:56:45 | 0:56:46 | |
Unh! | 0:56:55 | 0:56:57 | |
Ah! | 0:57:05 | 0:57:06 | |
SQUEALING | 0:57:06 | 0:57:08 | |
Look! | 0:57:10 | 0:57:11 | |
The moonlight shows us for what we really are. | 0:57:11 | 0:57:15 | |
We are not among the living, and so we cannot die, | 0:57:15 | 0:57:18 | |
but neither are we dead. | 0:57:18 | 0:57:21 | |
For too long I've been parched with thirst | 0:57:21 | 0:57:23 | |
and unable to quench it. | 0:57:23 | 0:57:25 | |
Too long I've been starving to death | 0:57:25 | 0:57:28 | |
and haven't died. | 0:57:28 | 0:57:29 | |
I feel nothing... | 0:57:29 | 0:57:32 | |
Not the wind on my face nor the spray of the sea. | 0:57:32 | 0:57:36 | |
Nor the warmth of a woman's flesh. | 0:57:36 | 0:57:40 | |
You best start believing in ghost stories, Miss Turner. | 0:57:40 | 0:57:44 | |
You're in one! | 0:57:44 | 0:57:46 | |
Oh! | 0:57:53 | 0:57:55 | |
Ha ha ha! | 0:58:00 | 0:58:01 | |
THEY ALL LAUGH | 0:58:01 | 0:58:03 | |
What are ye looking at? Back to work! | 0:58:03 | 0:58:05 | |
You heard the captain! Back to work! | 0:58:05 | 0:58:07 | |
Feast your eyes, captain. | 0:58:14 | 0:58:15 | |
All of them, faithful hands before the mast, | 0:58:15 | 0:58:18 | |
Every man worth his salt. | 0:58:18 | 0:58:20 | |
And crazy to boot. | 0:58:20 | 0:58:23 | |
So this is your able-bodied crew? | 0:58:23 | 0:58:26 | |
You, sailor! | 0:58:31 | 0:58:32 | |
Cotton, sir. | 0:58:32 | 0:58:34 | |
Mr Cotton, do you have the courage and fortitude | 0:58:34 | 0:58:37 | |
to follow orders and stay true | 0:58:37 | 0:58:38 | |
in the face of danger and almost certain death? | 0:58:38 | 0:58:41 | |
Mr Cotton! Answer, man! | 0:58:41 | 0:58:44 | |
He's a mute, sir. | 0:58:44 | 0:58:45 | |
Poor devil had his tongue cut out, | 0:58:45 | 0:58:47 | |
so he trained the parrot to talk for him. | 0:58:47 | 0:58:49 | |
No one's yet figured how. | 0:58:49 | 0:58:51 | |
Mr Cotton's parrot. | 0:58:54 | 0:58:57 | |
Same question. | 0:58:57 | 0:58:58 | |
Awk! Wind in your sails! | 0:58:58 | 0:59:00 | |
Wind in your sails! | 0:59:00 | 0:59:02 | |
Mostly, we figure that means yes. | 0:59:02 | 0:59:04 | |
Of course it does. | 0:59:04 | 0:59:06 | |
Satisfied? | 0:59:06 | 0:59:07 | |
Well, you've proved they're mad. | 0:59:07 | 0:59:09 | |
WOMAN: And what's the benefit for us? | 0:59:09 | 0:59:11 | |
Anamaria. | 0:59:21 | 0:59:22 | |
I suppose you didn't deserve that one, either. | 0:59:23 | 0:59:26 | |
No, that one I deserved. | 0:59:26 | 0:59:28 | |
You stole my boat! | 0:59:28 | 0:59:30 | |
Actually... | 0:59:30 | 0:59:31 | |
Borrowed. Borrowed without permission. | 0:59:33 | 0:59:36 | |
But with every intention of bringing it back to you. | 0:59:36 | 0:59:38 | |
But you didn't! | 0:59:38 | 0:59:40 | |
You'll get another one. | 0:59:40 | 0:59:42 | |
I will. | 0:59:42 | 0:59:44 | |
A better one. | 0:59:44 | 0:59:45 | |
A better one! | 0:59:45 | 0:59:46 | |
That one. | 0:59:46 | 0:59:47 | |
What one? | 0:59:47 | 0:59:49 | |
That one?! | 0:59:50 | 0:59:52 | |
Aye, that one. What say you? | 0:59:55 | 0:59:58 | |
Aye! Aye! | 0:59:58 | 1:00:00 | |
PARROT: Anchors aweigh. | 1:00:00 | 1:00:02 | |
No, no, no, no, no, it's frightful bad luck | 1:00:02 | 1:00:04 | |
to bring a woman aboard, sir. | 1:00:04 | 1:00:06 | |
It'd be far worse not to have her. | 1:00:06 | 1:00:09 | |
THUNDER | 1:00:12 | 1:00:14 | |
How can we sail to an island that nobody can find | 1:00:40 | 1:00:43 | |
with a compass that doesn't work? | 1:00:43 | 1:00:46 | |
Aye, the compass doesn't point north, | 1:00:46 | 1:00:47 | |
but we're not trying to find north, are we? | 1:00:47 | 1:00:50 | |
We should drop canvas, sir. | 1:01:01 | 1:01:03 | |
She can hold a bit longer. | 1:01:03 | 1:01:06 | |
What's in your head | 1:01:07 | 1:01:09 | |
that's put you in such a fine mood, captain? | 1:01:09 | 1:01:11 | |
We're catching up. | 1:01:11 | 1:01:13 | |
Time to go, poppet. | 1:01:26 | 1:01:28 | |
GRUNTING | 1:01:31 | 1:01:34 | |
WOOD CREAKING | 1:02:18 | 1:02:21 | |
PARROT: Dead men tell no tales. | 1:02:21 | 1:02:26 | |
Puts a chill in the bones | 1:02:28 | 1:02:30 | |
how many honest sailors have been claimed by this passage. | 1:02:30 | 1:02:33 | |
How is it that Jack came by that compass? | 1:02:47 | 1:02:50 | |
Not a lot's known about Jack Sparrow | 1:02:50 | 1:02:52 | |
before he showed up in Tortuga with a mind | 1:02:52 | 1:02:53 | |
to go after the treasure of the Isla De Muerta. | 1:02:53 | 1:02:56 | |
That was before I met him, | 1:02:56 | 1:02:57 | |
back when he was captain of The Black Pearl. | 1:02:57 | 1:02:59 | |
What? | 1:02:59 | 1:03:01 | |
He failed to mention that. | 1:03:05 | 1:03:07 | |
Well, he plays things closer to the vest now. | 1:03:07 | 1:03:09 | |
And a hard-learned lesson it was. | 1:03:09 | 1:03:11 | |
See, three days out on the venture the first mate comes to him | 1:03:11 | 1:03:14 | |
and says everything's an equal share. | 1:03:14 | 1:03:16 | |
That should mean the location of the treasure, too. | 1:03:16 | 1:03:19 | |
So Jack gives up the bearings. That night there was a mutiny. | 1:03:19 | 1:03:22 | |
They marooned Jack on an island | 1:03:22 | 1:03:24 | |
and left him to die, but not before | 1:03:24 | 1:03:26 | |
he'd gone mad with the heat. | 1:03:26 | 1:03:28 | |
Ah. So that's the reason for all the... | 1:03:29 | 1:03:34 | |
Reason's got nothing to do with it. | 1:03:36 | 1:03:38 | |
Now, Will, when a pirate's marooned | 1:03:38 | 1:03:41 | |
he's a given a pistol with a single shot. One shot. | 1:03:41 | 1:03:44 | |
Well, that won't do much good hunting or to be rescued. | 1:03:44 | 1:03:47 | |
But after three weeks of a starvin' belly and thirst, | 1:03:47 | 1:03:51 | |
that pistol will start to look real friendly. | 1:03:51 | 1:03:54 | |
But Jack, he escaped the island, | 1:03:54 | 1:03:56 | |
and he still has that single shot. | 1:03:56 | 1:03:58 | |
Oh, he won't use it, though, save on one man. | 1:03:58 | 1:04:00 | |
His mutinous first mate. | 1:04:00 | 1:04:02 | |
Barbossa. | 1:04:02 | 1:04:03 | |
Aye. | 1:04:03 | 1:04:05 | |
How did Jack get off the island? | 1:04:05 | 1:04:06 | |
Well, I'll tell ya. | 1:04:06 | 1:04:09 | |
He waded out into the shallows | 1:04:09 | 1:04:10 | |
and he waited there three days and three nights | 1:04:10 | 1:04:13 | |
till all manner of sea creatures | 1:04:13 | 1:04:15 | |
came acclimated to his presence. | 1:04:15 | 1:04:18 | |
And on the fourth morning, | 1:04:18 | 1:04:19 | |
he roped himself a couple of sea turtles, | 1:04:19 | 1:04:22 | |
lashed 'em together, and made a raft. | 1:04:22 | 1:04:24 | |
He roped a couple of sea turtles? | 1:04:25 | 1:04:28 | |
Aye, sea turtles. | 1:04:28 | 1:04:31 | |
What did he use for rope? | 1:04:31 | 1:04:34 | |
Human hair. | 1:04:37 | 1:04:39 | |
From my back. | 1:04:39 | 1:04:41 | |
Let go the anchor! | 1:04:41 | 1:04:43 | |
ALL: Lower the anchor, aye! | 1:04:43 | 1:04:45 | |
Young Mr Turner and I are to go ashore. | 1:04:45 | 1:04:48 | |
Captain! What if the worst should happen? | 1:04:48 | 1:04:52 | |
Keep to the code. | 1:04:52 | 1:04:53 | |
Aye, the code. | 1:04:53 | 1:04:55 | |
LAUGHTER | 1:04:59 | 1:05:00 | |
Move! | 1:05:20 | 1:05:21 | |
Ten years of hoarding swag. | 1:05:21 | 1:05:24 | |
And now we finally get to spend it. | 1:05:24 | 1:05:26 | |
Ha ha ha! | 1:05:26 | 1:05:28 | |
Once we're quit of the curse, we'll be rich men. | 1:05:32 | 1:05:35 | |
And you can buy an eye what actually fits | 1:05:35 | 1:05:38 | |
and is made of glass. | 1:05:38 | 1:05:40 | |
This one does splinter something terrible. | 1:05:40 | 1:05:43 | |
Stop rubbing it. | 1:05:43 | 1:05:45 | |
Oh! | 1:05:45 | 1:05:47 | |
HE SIGHS | 1:05:49 | 1:05:50 | |
What code is Gibbs to keep to if the worst should happen? | 1:06:03 | 1:06:06 | |
Pirates' code. | 1:06:06 | 1:06:08 | |
Any man who falls behind is left behind. | 1:06:08 | 1:06:13 | |
No heroes amongst thieves, eh? | 1:06:13 | 1:06:16 | |
You know, for having such a bleak outlook on pirates | 1:06:16 | 1:06:19 | |
you're well on your way to becoming one. | 1:06:19 | 1:06:22 | |
Sprung a man from jail, | 1:06:22 | 1:06:25 | |
commandeered a ship of the fleet, | 1:06:25 | 1:06:28 | |
sailed with a buccaneer crew out of Tortuga, | 1:06:28 | 1:06:33 | |
and you're completely obsessed with treasure. | 1:06:33 | 1:06:36 | |
That's not true. | 1:06:38 | 1:06:41 | |
I am not obsessed with treasure. | 1:06:41 | 1:06:42 | |
Not all treasure is silver and gold, mate. | 1:06:48 | 1:06:51 | |
BARBOSSA: Gentlemen, the time has come! | 1:06:51 | 1:06:53 | |
PIRATES CHEER | 1:06:53 | 1:06:55 | |
Our salvation is nigh! | 1:06:55 | 1:06:57 | |
Our torment is near an end. | 1:06:57 | 1:07:01 | |
Elizabeth. | 1:07:01 | 1:07:02 | |
For ten years we've been tested and tried, | 1:07:02 | 1:07:05 | |
and each man Jack of you here has proved his mettle | 1:07:05 | 1:07:07 | |
a hundred times over and a hundred times again! | 1:07:07 | 1:07:11 | |
CHEERING | 1:07:11 | 1:07:13 | |
Suffered, I have! | 1:07:13 | 1:07:15 | |
Punished, we were. | 1:07:15 | 1:07:17 | |
The lot of us! Disproportionate to our crime! | 1:07:17 | 1:07:22 | |
Here it is! | 1:07:24 | 1:07:25 | |
The cursed treasure of Cortes himself. | 1:07:28 | 1:07:32 | |
Every last piece that went astray, | 1:07:34 | 1:07:37 | |
we have returned... | 1:07:37 | 1:07:38 | |
Save for this. | 1:07:38 | 1:07:40 | |
Jack! | 1:07:40 | 1:07:42 | |
Not yet! COINS CLINKING | 1:07:42 | 1:07:44 | |
We wait for the opportune moment. | 1:07:44 | 1:07:47 | |
WILL: When's that? | 1:07:49 | 1:07:51 | |
When it's of greatest profit to you? | 1:07:51 | 1:07:53 | |
May I ask you something? | 1:07:53 | 1:07:56 | |
Have I ever given you reason not to trust me? | 1:07:56 | 1:07:58 | |
Do us a favour. | 1:07:58 | 1:08:00 | |
I know it's difficult for you, | 1:08:00 | 1:08:02 | |
but please stay here | 1:08:02 | 1:08:03 | |
and try not to do anything stupid. | 1:08:03 | 1:08:07 | |
And who among us has paid | 1:08:09 | 1:08:11 | |
the blood sacrifice owed to the heathen gods? | 1:08:11 | 1:08:14 | |
And whose blood must yet be paid? | 1:08:14 | 1:08:17 | |
Hers! Hers! | 1:08:17 | 1:08:19 | |
BARBOSSA: You know the first thing | 1:08:21 | 1:08:23 | |
I'm gonna do after the curse is lifted? | 1:08:23 | 1:08:26 | |
LAUGHTER | 1:08:26 | 1:08:27 | |
Eat a whole bushel of apples. | 1:08:27 | 1:08:31 | |
GRUNTING | 1:08:33 | 1:08:36 | |
Begun by blood... | 1:08:39 | 1:08:41 | |
by blood undone. | 1:08:41 | 1:08:43 | |
Sorry, Jack. | 1:08:46 | 1:08:47 | |
I'm not going to be your leverage. | 1:08:47 | 1:08:49 | |
Oh! | 1:08:55 | 1:08:56 | |
That's it? | 1:08:59 | 1:09:01 | |
Waste not. | 1:09:01 | 1:09:03 | |
GRUNTING STOPS | 1:09:06 | 1:09:07 | |
Did it work? | 1:09:39 | 1:09:41 | |
I don't feel no different. | 1:09:41 | 1:09:42 | |
How do we tell? | 1:09:42 | 1:09:43 | |
You're not dead. | 1:09:51 | 1:09:52 | |
No. Heh heh! | 1:09:52 | 1:09:56 | |
He shot me! | 1:09:56 | 1:09:58 | |
PIRATE: It didn't work. | 1:09:58 | 1:09:59 | |
The curse is still upon us! | 1:09:59 | 1:10:01 | |
You, maid! Your father, what was his name? | 1:10:04 | 1:10:07 | |
Was your father William Turner? | 1:10:07 | 1:10:09 | |
No. | 1:10:09 | 1:10:11 | |
Where's his child? | 1:10:11 | 1:10:13 | |
The child that sailed from England eight years ago, | 1:10:13 | 1:10:15 | |
the child in whose veins flows the blood of William Turner. Where? | 1:10:15 | 1:10:20 | |
Oh! | 1:10:21 | 1:10:22 | |
You two! | 1:10:24 | 1:10:26 | |
You brought us the wrong person! | 1:10:26 | 1:10:28 | |
Yeah! Yeah! | 1:10:28 | 1:10:30 | |
No! She had the medallion. | 1:10:30 | 1:10:33 | |
She's the proper age. | 1:10:33 | 1:10:35 | |
RAGETTI: She said her name was Turner. You heard her! | 1:10:35 | 1:10:39 | |
I think she lied to us. | 1:10:39 | 1:10:41 | |
You brought us here for nothing! | 1:10:43 | 1:10:45 | |
I won't take questioning or second guesses. | 1:10:45 | 1:10:47 | |
Not from the likes of you, Master Twigg. | 1:10:47 | 1:10:49 | |
KOEHLER: Who's to blame, then? | 1:10:49 | 1:10:51 | |
Every decision you've made has led us from bad to worse. | 1:10:51 | 1:10:54 | |
PIRATES: Yeah! | 1:10:54 | 1:10:56 | |
It was you who sent Bootstrap to the depths! | 1:10:56 | 1:10:58 | |
Yeah! Yeah! | 1:10:58 | 1:11:01 | |
And it's you who brought us here in the first place. | 1:11:01 | 1:11:03 | |
Yeah! Yeah! | 1:11:03 | 1:11:04 | |
If any coward here dare challenge me, let him speak! | 1:11:04 | 1:11:08 | |
Hmm? | 1:11:08 | 1:11:10 | |
I say, we cut her throat | 1:11:10 | 1:11:11 | |
and spill all her blood, just in case. | 1:11:11 | 1:11:14 | |
Yeah! Yeah! | 1:11:14 | 1:11:16 | |
The medallion! | 1:11:24 | 1:11:25 | |
She's taken it! | 1:11:25 | 1:11:27 | |
Get after her, you feckless pack of ingrates! | 1:11:27 | 1:11:31 | |
There's no oars here! | 1:11:35 | 1:11:37 | |
Where's the oars? | 1:11:37 | 1:11:39 | |
The oars have gone missing. Find them! | 1:11:39 | 1:11:43 | |
You! Keep looking! | 1:11:43 | 1:11:47 | |
Find the oars! | 1:11:47 | 1:11:49 | |
You. | 1:11:52 | 1:11:53 | |
You're supposed to be dead! | 1:11:53 | 1:11:55 | |
Am I not? | 1:11:55 | 1:11:58 | |
Oh. | 1:11:58 | 1:11:59 | |
Palulay. | 1:12:06 | 1:12:09 | |
Palu-li-la-la-lulu. | 1:12:09 | 1:12:13 | |
Parlili. | 1:12:13 | 1:12:16 | |
Parsnip. Parsley. | 1:12:16 | 1:12:18 | |
Par-partner, parlor... | 1:12:18 | 1:12:21 | |
Parley? | 1:12:21 | 1:12:22 | |
That's the one. Parley! | 1:12:22 | 1:12:24 | |
JACK: Parley! | 1:12:24 | 1:12:25 | |
Parley? | 1:12:25 | 1:12:26 | |
Damn to the depths whatever muttonhead thought up "parley"! | 1:12:26 | 1:12:31 | |
That would be the French. | 1:12:31 | 1:12:34 | |
Oh! | 1:12:42 | 1:12:44 | |
Not more pirates. | 1:12:45 | 1:12:47 | |
Welcome aboard, Miss Elizabeth. | 1:12:47 | 1:12:49 | |
Mr Gibbs? | 1:12:49 | 1:12:51 | |
Hey, boy, where be Jack? | 1:12:51 | 1:12:53 | |
Jack? Jack Sparrow? | 1:12:53 | 1:12:57 | |
He fell behind. | 1:12:57 | 1:12:59 | |
PARROT SQUAWKS | 1:13:01 | 1:13:03 | |
Keep to the code. | 1:13:06 | 1:13:07 | |
Weigh anchor! | 1:13:09 | 1:13:10 | |
Hoist the sails! Make quick, you divvies! | 1:13:10 | 1:13:14 | |
How the blazes did you get off that island? | 1:13:18 | 1:13:23 | |
When you marooned me on that godforsaken spit of land, | 1:13:23 | 1:13:26 | |
you forgot one very important thing, mate. | 1:13:26 | 1:13:28 | |
I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. | 1:13:30 | 1:13:33 | |
Ah, well, I won't be making that mistake again. | 1:13:33 | 1:13:37 | |
Gents, you all remember Captain Jack Sparrow? | 1:13:37 | 1:13:41 | |
Yeah. Aye. | 1:13:41 | 1:13:44 | |
Kill him. | 1:13:44 | 1:13:45 | |
The girl's blood didn't work, did it? | 1:13:46 | 1:13:49 | |
Hold your fire! | 1:13:51 | 1:13:53 | |
Unh! | 1:13:53 | 1:13:55 | |
You know whose blood we need. | 1:13:59 | 1:14:02 | |
I know whose blood you need. | 1:14:02 | 1:14:04 | |
What sort of a man trades a man's life for a ship? | 1:14:10 | 1:14:13 | |
A pirate. | 1:14:13 | 1:14:15 | |
Here. | 1:14:15 | 1:14:17 | |
Let me. | 1:14:17 | 1:14:19 | |
Thank you. | 1:14:19 | 1:14:22 | |
You said you gave Barbossa my name as yours. | 1:14:22 | 1:14:26 | |
Why? | 1:14:26 | 1:14:27 | |
I don't know. | 1:14:30 | 1:14:32 | |
SHE GASPS | 1:14:32 | 1:14:33 | |
Oh. I'm sorry. | 1:14:33 | 1:14:34 | |
Blacksmith's hands. I know they're rough. | 1:14:34 | 1:14:37 | |
No. I mean, yes, they are, but... | 1:14:37 | 1:14:39 | |
Don't stop. | 1:14:43 | 1:14:46 | |
Elizabeth. | 1:14:52 | 1:14:53 | |
It's yours. | 1:15:09 | 1:15:12 | |
I thought I'd lost it the day they rescued me. | 1:15:14 | 1:15:17 | |
It was a gift from my father. | 1:15:17 | 1:15:18 | |
He sent it to me. | 1:15:18 | 1:15:21 | |
Why did you take it? | 1:15:26 | 1:15:28 | |
Because I was afraid that you were a pirate. | 1:15:30 | 1:15:33 | |
That would have been awful. | 1:15:34 | 1:15:37 | |
It wasn't your blood they needed. | 1:15:39 | 1:15:41 | |
It was my father's blood... | 1:15:44 | 1:15:48 | |
my blood... | 1:15:48 | 1:15:51 | |
The blood of a pirate. | 1:15:55 | 1:15:57 | |
Will, I'm so sorry. Please forgive me. | 1:15:57 | 1:15:59 | |
So you expect to leave me standing on some beach | 1:16:11 | 1:16:14 | |
with nothing but a name | 1:16:14 | 1:16:15 | |
and your word it's the one I need | 1:16:15 | 1:16:17 | |
and watch you sail away in my ship? | 1:16:17 | 1:16:20 | |
No. I expect to leave you standing on some beach | 1:16:20 | 1:16:24 | |
with absolutely no name at all, | 1:16:24 | 1:16:26 | |
watching me sail away on my ship | 1:16:26 | 1:16:28 | |
and then I'll shout the name back to you. | 1:16:28 | 1:16:31 | |
Savvy? | 1:16:31 | 1:16:32 | |
But that still leaves us with the problem | 1:16:32 | 1:16:34 | |
of me standing on some beach with naught but a name | 1:16:34 | 1:16:36 | |
and your word it's the one I need. | 1:16:36 | 1:16:39 | |
Of the two of us, | 1:16:39 | 1:16:42 | |
I am the only one who hasn't committed mutiny, | 1:16:42 | 1:16:44 | |
therefore... | 1:16:44 | 1:16:46 | |
my word is the one we'll be trusting. | 1:16:46 | 1:16:48 | |
Although, I suppose I should be thanking you | 1:16:48 | 1:16:51 | |
because, in fact, | 1:16:51 | 1:16:53 | |
if you hadn't betrayed me and left me to die, | 1:16:53 | 1:16:55 | |
I would have an equal share in that curse, same as you. | 1:16:55 | 1:17:00 | |
Funny ol' world, innit? | 1:17:00 | 1:17:02 | |
Captain, we're coming up on The Interceptor. | 1:17:05 | 1:17:08 | |
I'm having a thought here, Barbossa. | 1:17:20 | 1:17:22 | |
What say we run up a flag of truce? | 1:17:22 | 1:17:25 | |
I scurry over to The Interceptor, | 1:17:25 | 1:17:27 | |
and I negotiate the return of your medallion, eh? What say you to that? | 1:17:27 | 1:17:30 | |
Now, you see, Jack, | 1:17:30 | 1:17:32 | |
that's exactly the attitude that lost you The Pearl. | 1:17:32 | 1:17:34 | |
People are easy to search when they're dead. | 1:17:34 | 1:17:37 | |
Lock him in the brig. | 1:17:37 | 1:17:40 | |
GIBBS: Tands aloft to loose t'gallants! | 1:17:51 | 1:17:53 | |
With this wind dead astern, | 1:17:53 | 1:17:54 | |
she'll carry every sail we've got! | 1:17:54 | 1:17:56 | |
What's happening? | 1:17:56 | 1:17:57 | |
The Black Pearl. She's gaining on us. | 1:17:57 | 1:18:00 | |
This is the fastest ship in the Caribbean. | 1:18:05 | 1:18:07 | |
You can tell them that after they've caught us. | 1:18:07 | 1:18:10 | |
We're shallower on the draft, right? | 1:18:10 | 1:18:12 | |
Aye. | 1:18:12 | 1:18:13 | |
Then can't we lose them amongst those shoals? | 1:18:13 | 1:18:16 | |
We don't have to outrun them long. | 1:18:16 | 1:18:18 | |
Just long enough. | 1:18:18 | 1:18:20 | |
Lighten the ship, stem to stern! | 1:18:20 | 1:18:22 | |
Anything that we can afford to lose, see that it's lost! | 1:18:22 | 1:18:25 | |
Apparently there's a leak. | 1:18:33 | 1:18:35 | |
Haul on the main brace! Make ready the guns! | 1:18:49 | 1:18:53 | |
And run out the sweeps. | 1:18:53 | 1:18:56 | |
Unh! | 1:19:05 | 1:19:07 | |
Unh! | 1:19:13 | 1:19:14 | |
We're gonna need that. | 1:19:21 | 1:19:23 | |
ANAMARIA: It was a good plan...up till now. | 1:19:31 | 1:19:34 | |
WILL: Gibbs! | 1:19:34 | 1:19:36 | |
We have to make a stand. | 1:19:36 | 1:19:37 | |
We must fight! | 1:19:37 | 1:19:40 | |
WILL: Load the guns! | 1:19:40 | 1:19:41 | |
With what? | 1:19:41 | 1:19:42 | |
Anything. Everything! | 1:19:42 | 1:19:44 | |
Anything we have left. | 1:19:44 | 1:19:45 | |
Load the guns! | 1:19:47 | 1:19:49 | |
Take shot and langrage. Nails and crushed glass! | 1:19:49 | 1:19:53 | |
GIBBS: With a will! | 1:19:55 | 1:19:56 | |
CUTLERY CLANGING | 1:19:56 | 1:19:59 | |
CHITTERS | 1:20:06 | 1:20:09 | |
The Pearl is going to luff up on our port quarter. | 1:20:16 | 1:20:19 | |
She'll rake us without ever presenting a target. | 1:20:19 | 1:20:22 | |
Lower the anchor on the right side. | 1:20:22 | 1:20:24 | |
On the starboard side! | 1:20:24 | 1:20:27 | |
It certainly has the element of surprise. | 1:20:27 | 1:20:29 | |
You're daft, lady! You both are! | 1:20:29 | 1:20:31 | |
Daft like Jack! | 1:20:31 | 1:20:32 | |
Lower the starboard anchor! | 1:20:32 | 1:20:35 | |
Do it, ye dogs, or it's you we'll load into the cannons! | 1:20:35 | 1:20:40 | |
Let go! | 1:20:57 | 1:20:58 | |
They're club haulin'! | 1:21:03 | 1:21:06 | |
Hard to port! Rack the starboard oars! | 1:21:06 | 1:21:08 | |
Hard to port! | 1:21:08 | 1:21:10 | |
Keep us steady, man. | 1:21:20 | 1:21:22 | |
YELLING | 1:21:23 | 1:21:25 | |
Now! | 1:21:28 | 1:21:29 | |
Fire! | 1:21:29 | 1:21:30 | |
Fire all! | 1:21:30 | 1:21:32 | |
Aah! | 1:21:36 | 1:21:37 | |
Stop blowing holes in my ship! | 1:21:40 | 1:21:43 | |
SQUEAKING | 1:21:53 | 1:21:55 | |
Aah! | 1:22:25 | 1:22:27 | |
We could use a few more ideas, lass. | 1:22:27 | 1:22:30 | |
It's your turn! | 1:22:30 | 1:22:31 | |
We need us a devil's dowry. | 1:22:31 | 1:22:33 | |
We'll give them her. | 1:22:33 | 1:22:35 | |
She's not what they're after. | 1:22:35 | 1:22:37 | |
The medallion. | 1:22:39 | 1:22:41 | |
Unh! | 1:22:52 | 1:22:53 | |
YELLING | 1:22:53 | 1:22:57 | |
Aah! | 1:23:01 | 1:23:03 | |
Strike yer colours, ya bloomin' cockroaches! | 1:23:03 | 1:23:05 | |
Hands, grapnels at the ready! Prepare to board! | 1:23:05 | 1:23:09 | |
Aah! | 1:23:16 | 1:23:17 | |
Aah! Aah! | 1:23:17 | 1:23:19 | |
Aah! | 1:23:26 | 1:23:27 | |
Unh! | 1:23:35 | 1:23:37 | |
Aah! | 1:23:37 | 1:23:38 | |
Pistols and cutlasses, men! | 1:23:41 | 1:23:43 | |
Koehler and Twigg to the powder magazine! | 1:23:43 | 1:23:46 | |
And the rest of you, bring me that medallion! | 1:23:46 | 1:23:50 | |
Hey! | 1:23:58 | 1:24:00 | |
Hey! | 1:24:00 | 1:24:02 | |
Rarr! | 1:24:08 | 1:24:10 | |
Hey! Below! | 1:24:17 | 1:24:19 | |
Aah! | 1:24:19 | 1:24:22 | |
Ha ha ha! | 1:24:25 | 1:24:27 | |
Unh! | 1:24:34 | 1:24:35 | |
Aah! | 1:24:35 | 1:24:37 | |
Thanks very much. | 1:24:40 | 1:24:41 | |
Unh! | 1:24:48 | 1:24:50 | |
Whoa! | 1:24:50 | 1:24:52 | |
Jack! | 1:24:52 | 1:24:53 | |
Bloody empty. | 1:24:54 | 1:24:56 | |
Raah! | 1:24:56 | 1:24:59 | |
Unh! | 1:24:59 | 1:25:00 | |
Raah! | 1:25:00 | 1:25:01 | |
MONKEY SHRIEKS | 1:25:01 | 1:25:03 | |
That's not very nice. | 1:25:12 | 1:25:14 | |
Where's the medallion? | 1:25:17 | 1:25:19 | |
Wretch! | 1:25:19 | 1:25:20 | |
Ahh. | 1:25:21 | 1:25:23 | |
Where is dear William? | 1:25:23 | 1:25:24 | |
Will! | 1:25:26 | 1:25:28 | |
Will! | 1:25:29 | 1:25:31 | |
Elizabeth! | 1:25:31 | 1:25:32 | |
Monkey! | 1:25:35 | 1:25:36 | |
Strains | 1:25:42 | 1:25:43 | |
I can't move it! | 1:25:43 | 1:25:45 | |
Aah! Will! | 1:25:45 | 1:25:46 | |
Elizabeth! | 1:25:46 | 1:25:47 | |
Will! | 1:25:47 | 1:25:49 | |
Why, thank you, Jack. | 1:25:59 | 1:26:01 | |
You're welcome. | 1:26:01 | 1:26:03 | |
Not you. We named the monkey "Jack". | 1:26:03 | 1:26:06 | |
Gents, our hope is restored! | 1:26:07 | 1:26:10 | |
CHEERING | 1:26:10 | 1:26:11 | |
GASPING | 1:26:14 | 1:26:16 | |
Ha ha ha! | 1:26:27 | 1:26:29 | |
Any of you so much as thinks the word "parley", | 1:26:43 | 1:26:48 | |
I'll have your guts for garters. | 1:26:48 | 1:26:50 | |
CHEERING | 1:26:55 | 1:26:58 | |
Will. | 1:26:58 | 1:26:59 | |
You godless savage! | 1:26:59 | 1:27:03 | |
Welcome back, miss. | 1:27:03 | 1:27:05 | |
You took advantage of our hospitality last time. | 1:27:05 | 1:27:07 | |
It holds fair now you return the favour. | 1:27:07 | 1:27:11 | |
SCREAMING | 1:27:11 | 1:27:14 | |
Barbossa! | 1:27:15 | 1:27:16 | |
Will. | 1:27:18 | 1:27:20 | |
She goes free. | 1:27:22 | 1:27:24 | |
What's in your head, boy? | 1:27:24 | 1:27:27 | |
She goes free. | 1:27:27 | 1:27:29 | |
You've only got one shot, and we can't die. | 1:27:29 | 1:27:33 | |
Don't do anything stupid. | 1:27:33 | 1:27:34 | |
You can't. | 1:27:37 | 1:27:39 | |
I can. | 1:27:39 | 1:27:40 | |
No. | 1:27:40 | 1:27:42 | |
Like that. | 1:27:42 | 1:27:43 | |
Who are you? | 1:27:43 | 1:27:44 | |
No one. He's no one. | 1:27:44 | 1:27:46 | |
A distant cousin of my aunt's nephew twice removed. | 1:27:46 | 1:27:50 | |
Lovely singing voice, though. Eunuch. | 1:27:50 | 1:27:52 | |
My name is Will Turner. | 1:27:52 | 1:27:54 | |
My father was Bootstrap Bill Turner. | 1:27:54 | 1:27:57 | |
His blood runs in my veins. | 1:27:57 | 1:27:59 | |
He's the spitting image of ol' Bootstrap Bill | 1:27:59 | 1:28:02 | |
come back to haunt us. | 1:28:02 | 1:28:04 | |
On my word do as I say, | 1:28:04 | 1:28:06 | |
or I'll pull this trigger | 1:28:06 | 1:28:08 | |
and be lost to Davy Jones' locker. | 1:28:08 | 1:28:10 | |
Name your terms, Mr Turner. | 1:28:11 | 1:28:12 | |
Elizabeth goes free. | 1:28:12 | 1:28:13 | |
Yes, we know that one. Anything else? | 1:28:13 | 1:28:16 | |
And the crew! | 1:28:19 | 1:28:20 | |
The crew are not to be harmed. | 1:28:20 | 1:28:23 | |
Agreed. | 1:28:26 | 1:28:28 | |
Go on, poppet! Walk the plank! | 1:28:34 | 1:28:37 | |
Barbossa, you lying bastard! | 1:28:46 | 1:28:49 | |
You swore she'd go free! | 1:28:49 | 1:28:51 | |
Don't dare impugn me honour, boy. | 1:28:51 | 1:28:54 | |
I agreed she'd go free, | 1:28:54 | 1:28:55 | |
but it was you who failed to specify when or where. | 1:28:55 | 1:28:59 | |
LAUGHTER | 1:28:59 | 1:29:01 | |
Though it does seem a shame | 1:29:02 | 1:29:04 | |
to lose something so fine, don't it, lads? | 1:29:04 | 1:29:06 | |
PIRATES: Aye! | 1:29:06 | 1:29:07 | |
So I'll be having that dress back before you go. | 1:29:07 | 1:29:12 | |
LAUGHTER | 1:29:12 | 1:29:14 | |
I always liked you. | 1:29:15 | 1:29:17 | |
Rrr! | 1:29:17 | 1:29:18 | |
WHISTLES | 1:29:18 | 1:29:20 | |
It goes with your black heart. | 1:29:20 | 1:29:22 | |
Ooh, it's still warm. | 1:29:23 | 1:29:26 | |
LAUGHTER | 1:29:26 | 1:29:28 | |
Off you go! | 1:29:29 | 1:29:30 | |
MONKEY HISSES | 1:29:30 | 1:29:31 | |
Come on! | 1:29:31 | 1:29:33 | |
Ha ha ha! | 1:29:35 | 1:29:36 | |
Too long! | 1:29:36 | 1:29:38 | |
Oh! | 1:29:38 | 1:29:39 | |
SHE GASPS | 1:29:42 | 1:29:45 | |
I'd really rather hoped we were past all this. | 1:29:48 | 1:29:51 | |
Jack... Jack... | 1:29:52 | 1:29:56 | |
did you not notice? | 1:29:56 | 1:29:58 | |
That be the same little island | 1:29:58 | 1:29:59 | |
that we made you governor of on our last little trip. | 1:29:59 | 1:30:03 | |
I did notice. Perhaps you'll be able to conjure up | 1:30:03 | 1:30:06 | |
another miraculous escape... | 1:30:06 | 1:30:09 | |
but I doubt it. | 1:30:09 | 1:30:10 | |
Off you go. | 1:30:12 | 1:30:14 | |
Last time, you left me a pistol with one shot. | 1:30:14 | 1:30:18 | |
By the powers, you're right! | 1:30:18 | 1:30:19 | |
Where be Jack's pistol? Bring it forward. | 1:30:19 | 1:30:23 | |
Seeing as there's two of us, | 1:30:26 | 1:30:28 | |
a gentleman would give us a pair of pistols. | 1:30:28 | 1:30:31 | |
It'll be one pistol as before, | 1:30:31 | 1:30:33 | |
and you can be the gentleman | 1:30:33 | 1:30:34 | |
and shoot the lady and starve to death yourself. | 1:30:34 | 1:30:38 | |
That's the second time I've had to watch that man | 1:31:01 | 1:31:04 | |
sail away with my ship. | 1:31:04 | 1:31:06 | |
But you were marooned on this island before, weren't you? | 1:31:06 | 1:31:08 | |
So we can escape in the same way you did then. | 1:31:08 | 1:31:10 | |
To what point and purpose, young missy? | 1:31:10 | 1:31:13 | |
The Black Pearl is gone, and unless you have | 1:31:13 | 1:31:16 | |
a rudder and a lot of sails hidden in that bodice - | 1:31:16 | 1:31:19 | |
unlikely - | 1:31:19 | 1:31:21 | |
young Mr Turner will be dead | 1:31:21 | 1:31:22 | |
long before you can reach him. | 1:31:22 | 1:31:24 | |
But you're Captain Jack Sparrow. | 1:31:27 | 1:31:29 | |
You vanished from under the eyes | 1:31:29 | 1:31:31 | |
of seven agents of the East India company. | 1:31:31 | 1:31:33 | |
You sacked Nassau port without even firing a shot. | 1:31:33 | 1:31:36 | |
Are you the pirate I've read about or not? | 1:31:36 | 1:31:40 | |
How did you escape last time? | 1:31:40 | 1:31:43 | |
Last time... | 1:31:48 | 1:31:49 | |
I was here a grand total of three days, all right? | 1:31:49 | 1:31:52 | |
Last time... | 1:31:52 | 1:31:54 | |
the rumrunners used this island as a cache, came by, | 1:31:56 | 1:32:00 | |
and I was able to barter passage off. | 1:32:00 | 1:32:03 | |
From the looks of things, | 1:32:03 | 1:32:04 | |
they've long been out of business. | 1:32:04 | 1:32:05 | |
Probably have your bloody friend Norrington | 1:32:05 | 1:32:09 | |
to thank for that. | 1:32:09 | 1:32:11 | |
So that's it, then? | 1:32:11 | 1:32:14 | |
That's the secret grand adventure of the infamous Jack Sparrow? | 1:32:14 | 1:32:18 | |
You spent three days | 1:32:18 | 1:32:20 | |
lying on a beach drinking rum? | 1:32:20 | 1:32:22 | |
Welcome to the Caribbean, love. | 1:32:25 | 1:32:28 | |
# We're devils and black sheep and really bad eggs | 1:32:36 | 1:32:40 | |
# Drink up me hearties yo ho | 1:32:40 | 1:32:43 | |
# Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me! # | 1:32:43 | 1:32:46 | |
I love this song! | 1:32:46 | 1:32:48 | |
Ha ha ha! | 1:32:48 | 1:32:51 | |
Really bad eggs! | 1:32:51 | 1:32:53 | |
Ooh. | 1:32:53 | 1:32:55 | |
When I get The Pearl back, | 1:32:58 | 1:33:00 | |
I'm gonna teach it to the whole crew and we'll sing it all the time! | 1:33:00 | 1:33:03 | |
And you'll be positively the most fearsome pirate in the Spanish main. | 1:33:03 | 1:33:06 | |
Not just the Spanish main, love. | 1:33:06 | 1:33:09 | |
The entire ocean. | 1:33:09 | 1:33:11 | |
The entire world. | 1:33:11 | 1:33:13 | |
Wherever we want to go, we'll go. | 1:33:13 | 1:33:16 | |
That's what a ship is, you know. | 1:33:16 | 1:33:17 | |
It's not just a keel and a hull and a deck and sails. | 1:33:17 | 1:33:20 | |
That's what a ship needs, | 1:33:20 | 1:33:22 | |
but what a ship is... | 1:33:22 | 1:33:25 | |
What The Black Pearl really is... | 1:33:25 | 1:33:30 | |
is freedom. | 1:33:30 | 1:33:32 | |
Jack... | 1:33:33 | 1:33:35 | |
it must be really terrible for you to be trapped on this island. | 1:33:35 | 1:33:39 | |
Oh, yes. | 1:33:39 | 1:33:41 | |
But the company is infinitely better | 1:33:41 | 1:33:44 | |
than last time, I think. | 1:33:44 | 1:33:47 | |
The scenery has definitely improved. | 1:33:47 | 1:33:49 | |
Mr Sparrow! Mmm? | 1:33:49 | 1:33:51 | |
I'm not entirely sure that I've had enough rum | 1:33:51 | 1:33:53 | |
to allow that kind of talk. | 1:33:53 | 1:33:55 | |
I know exactly what you mean, love. | 1:33:56 | 1:33:59 | |
To freedom. | 1:34:04 | 1:34:07 | |
To The Black Pearl. | 1:34:10 | 1:34:12 | |
Ooh. | 1:34:28 | 1:34:29 | |
Hmm? | 1:34:29 | 1:34:31 | |
No! | 1:34:39 | 1:34:41 | |
Not good! Stop! | 1:34:41 | 1:34:43 | |
Not good! | 1:34:43 | 1:34:45 | |
What are you doing? | 1:34:45 | 1:34:46 | |
You burned all the food, the shade. The rum! | 1:34:46 | 1:34:49 | |
Yes. The rum is gone! | 1:34:49 | 1:34:50 | |
Why is the rum gone? | 1:34:50 | 1:34:52 | |
One, because it is a vile drink | 1:34:52 | 1:34:54 | |
that turns even the most respectable men | 1:34:54 | 1:34:56 | |
into complete scoundrels. | 1:34:56 | 1:34:57 | |
Two - that signal is over a thousand feet high. | 1:34:57 | 1:35:00 | |
The entire royal navy is out looking for me. | 1:35:00 | 1:35:02 | |
Do you really think that there is even the slightest chance they won't see it? | 1:35:02 | 1:35:06 | |
But why is the rum gone? | 1:35:06 | 1:35:08 | |
Just wait, Captain Sparrow. | 1:35:08 | 1:35:09 | |
You give it one hour, maybe two. | 1:35:09 | 1:35:11 | |
Keep a weather eye open, | 1:35:11 | 1:35:13 | |
and you will see white sails on that horizon. | 1:35:13 | 1:35:15 | |
"Must've been terrible for you to be trapped here, Jack. | 1:35:21 | 1:35:24 | |
"Must've been terrible for you." | 1:35:24 | 1:35:26 | |
Well, it bloody is now! | 1:35:26 | 1:35:28 | |
There'll be no living with her after this. | 1:35:34 | 1:35:37 | |
ELIZABETH: But we've got to save Will! | 1:35:37 | 1:35:39 | |
No! You're safe now. | 1:35:39 | 1:35:40 | |
We will return to Port Royal immediately, | 1:35:40 | 1:35:43 | |
not go gallivanting after pirates! | 1:35:43 | 1:35:44 | |
Then we condemn him to death. | 1:35:44 | 1:35:46 | |
The boy's fate is regrettable. | 1:35:48 | 1:35:50 | |
But then so was his decision to engage in piracy. | 1:35:50 | 1:35:53 | |
To rescue me! To prevent anything from happening to me! | 1:35:53 | 1:35:57 | |
If I may be so bold | 1:35:57 | 1:35:58 | |
as to inject my professional opinion. | 1:35:58 | 1:36:01 | |
The Pearl was listing near to scuppers after the battle. | 1:36:01 | 1:36:04 | |
It's very unlikely she'll be able to make good time. | 1:36:04 | 1:36:07 | |
Think about it. The Black Pearl - | 1:36:07 | 1:36:10 | |
the last real pirate threat in the Caribbean, mate. | 1:36:10 | 1:36:13 | |
How can you pass that up, right? | 1:36:13 | 1:36:15 | |
By remembering that I serve others, Mr Sparrow, | 1:36:17 | 1:36:20 | |
not only myself. | 1:36:20 | 1:36:21 | |
Commodore, I beg you. Please do this! | 1:36:21 | 1:36:24 | |
For me...as a wedding gift. | 1:36:24 | 1:36:28 | |
Elizabeth... | 1:36:28 | 1:36:30 | |
Are you accepting the commodore's proposal? | 1:36:30 | 1:36:33 | |
I am. | 1:36:33 | 1:36:35 | |
A wedding. I love weddings! Drinks all around! | 1:36:35 | 1:36:39 | |
I know. "Clap him in irons," right? | 1:36:41 | 1:36:44 | |
Mr sparrow... | 1:36:46 | 1:36:49 | |
you will accompany these fine men to the helm | 1:36:49 | 1:36:51 | |
and provide us with the bearing to Isla De Muerta. | 1:36:51 | 1:36:53 | |
You will then spend the rest of the voyage contemplating | 1:36:53 | 1:36:56 | |
all possible meanings of the phrase | 1:36:56 | 1:36:58 | |
"silent as the grave". | 1:36:58 | 1:37:00 | |
Do I make myself clear? | 1:37:00 | 1:37:02 | |
Inescapably clear. | 1:37:02 | 1:37:04 | |
Squawk! | 1:37:08 | 1:37:09 | |
Shiver me timbers! | 1:37:09 | 1:37:11 | |
Cotton 'ere says you missed a bit. | 1:37:11 | 1:37:13 | |
You knew William Turner? | 1:37:17 | 1:37:19 | |
Ol' Bootstrap Bill. We knew him. | 1:37:19 | 1:37:22 | |
Never sat well with Bootstrap | 1:37:22 | 1:37:24 | |
what we did to Jack Sparrow, | 1:37:24 | 1:37:27 | |
the mutiny and all. | 1:37:27 | 1:37:30 | |
He said it wasn't right with the code. | 1:37:30 | 1:37:32 | |
That's why he sent off | 1:37:32 | 1:37:34 | |
a piece of the treasure to you, as it were. | 1:37:34 | 1:37:36 | |
He said we deserved to be cursed... | 1:37:36 | 1:37:42 | |
and remain cursed. | 1:37:42 | 1:37:44 | |
Stupid blighter. | 1:37:44 | 1:37:45 | |
Good man. | 1:37:45 | 1:37:47 | |
But as you can imagine, | 1:37:47 | 1:37:48 | |
that didn't sit too well with the captain. | 1:37:48 | 1:37:52 | |
HE CHUCKLES That didn't sit too well with the captain at all. | 1:37:52 | 1:37:55 | |
Tell him what Barbossa did. | 1:37:55 | 1:37:57 | |
I'm tellin' the story! | 1:37:57 | 1:37:59 | |
So... | 1:38:01 | 1:38:02 | |
What the captain did, | 1:38:02 | 1:38:05 | |
he strapped a cannon to Bootstrap's bootstraps... | 1:38:05 | 1:38:08 | |
Bootstrap's bootstraps. | 1:38:08 | 1:38:10 | |
And last we saw of ol' Bill Turner, | 1:38:10 | 1:38:12 | |
he was sinking to the crushing black oblivion | 1:38:12 | 1:38:14 | |
of Davy Jones' locker. | 1:38:14 | 1:38:17 | |
Course, it was only after that | 1:38:17 | 1:38:19 | |
we learned we needed his blood to lift the curse. | 1:38:19 | 1:38:23 | |
That's what you call ironic. | 1:38:23 | 1:38:25 | |
LAUGHTER | 1:38:25 | 1:38:28 | |
Bring him. | 1:38:30 | 1:38:31 | |
KEYS JANGLE | 1:38:31 | 1:38:32 | |
I don't care for the situation. | 1:38:36 | 1:38:39 | |
Any attempt to storm the caves | 1:38:39 | 1:38:41 | |
could turn into an ambush. | 1:38:41 | 1:38:43 | |
JACK: Not if you're the one doing the ambushing. | 1:38:43 | 1:38:46 | |
I go in, I convince Barbossa to send his men out | 1:38:46 | 1:38:48 | |
with their little boats. | 1:38:48 | 1:38:50 | |
You and your mates return to The Dauntless | 1:38:50 | 1:38:52 | |
and blast the bejesus outta them with your little cannons, eh? | 1:38:52 | 1:38:56 | |
What do you have to lose? | 1:38:56 | 1:38:58 | |
Nothing I'd lament being rid of. | 1:38:58 | 1:39:01 | |
Now, to be quite honest with you, | 1:39:01 | 1:39:04 | |
there's still a slight risk | 1:39:04 | 1:39:06 | |
to those aboard The Dauntless, | 1:39:06 | 1:39:08 | |
which includes the future Mrs Commodore. | 1:39:08 | 1:39:10 | |
Sorry, but it's for your own safety. | 1:39:10 | 1:39:12 | |
The coward...the commodore ordered... I have to tell him! | 1:39:12 | 1:39:14 | |
The pirates - they're cursed. They can't be killed! | 1:39:14 | 1:39:17 | |
Don't worry, Miss. He's already informed of that. | 1:39:17 | 1:39:20 | |
A little mermaid flopped up on deck | 1:39:20 | 1:39:21 | |
and told him the whole story. | 1:39:21 | 1:39:24 | |
This is Jack Sparrow's doing! | 1:39:24 | 1:39:26 | |
PINTEL: No reason to fret. | 1:39:35 | 1:39:37 | |
Just a prick of the finger, a few drops of blood. | 1:39:37 | 1:39:41 | |
No mistakes this time. He's only half-Turner. | 1:39:41 | 1:39:44 | |
We'll spill it all! | 1:39:44 | 1:39:46 | |
GRUNTS | 1:39:46 | 1:39:48 | |
Guess there is reason to fret. | 1:39:48 | 1:39:50 | |
LAUGHTER | 1:39:50 | 1:39:51 | |
CHANTING: Hoi, hoi, hoi, hoi, hoi, hoi! | 1:39:51 | 1:39:56 | |
Forgive me. Thank you. | 1:40:03 | 1:40:05 | |
BARBOSSA: Begun by blood! | 1:40:05 | 1:40:06 | |
'Scuse me. | 1:40:06 | 1:40:07 | |
By blood, un... | 1:40:07 | 1:40:10 | |
CHANTING DIES OFF | 1:40:10 | 1:40:11 | |
Jack! | 1:40:11 | 1:40:13 | |
It's not possible. | 1:40:13 | 1:40:15 | |
Not probable. | 1:40:15 | 1:40:17 | |
Where's Elizabeth? | 1:40:17 | 1:40:19 | |
She's safe, just like I promised. | 1:40:20 | 1:40:22 | |
She's all set to marry Norrington just like she promised, | 1:40:22 | 1:40:25 | |
and you get to die for her just like you promised. | 1:40:25 | 1:40:27 | |
So we're all men of our word, really. | 1:40:27 | 1:40:29 | |
'Cept for Elizabeth who is, in fact, a woman. | 1:40:29 | 1:40:33 | |
Shut up! You're next! | 1:40:33 | 1:40:35 | |
You don't want to be doing that, mate. | 1:40:37 | 1:40:40 | |
No, I really think I do. | 1:40:40 | 1:40:43 | |
Your funeral. | 1:40:43 | 1:40:46 | |
Why don't I want to be doing it? | 1:40:48 | 1:40:51 | |
Well, because... | 1:40:51 | 1:40:53 | |
because the HMS Dauntless, | 1:40:53 | 1:40:56 | |
pride of the royal navy, | 1:40:56 | 1:40:59 | |
is floating just offshore... | 1:40:59 | 1:41:02 | |
waiting for you. | 1:41:02 | 1:41:04 | |
MURMURING | 1:41:04 | 1:41:06 | |
What we doin' 'ere? | 1:41:10 | 1:41:13 | |
The pirates come out, | 1:41:13 | 1:41:15 | |
unprepared and unawares. | 1:41:15 | 1:41:17 | |
We catch 'em in the crossfire, | 1:41:17 | 1:41:19 | |
send 'em down to see old Hob. | 1:41:19 | 1:41:22 | |
I know why we're here. | 1:41:22 | 1:41:25 | |
I mean why aren't we doin' what it was | 1:41:25 | 1:41:27 | |
what Mr Sparrow said we should do, | 1:41:27 | 1:41:29 | |
with the cannons and all? | 1:41:29 | 1:41:31 | |
Because it was Mr Sparrow who said it. | 1:41:31 | 1:41:34 | |
You think he wasn't telling the truth? | 1:41:34 | 1:41:37 | |
Just hear me out, mate. | 1:41:38 | 1:41:40 | |
You order your men to row out to The Dauntless. | 1:41:40 | 1:41:42 | |
They do what they do best. | 1:41:42 | 1:41:44 | |
LAUGHTER | 1:41:44 | 1:41:45 | |
Robert's your uncle, Fannie's your aunt. | 1:41:45 | 1:41:48 | |
There you are with two ships, | 1:41:48 | 1:41:49 | |
the makings of your very own fleet. | 1:41:49 | 1:41:52 | |
'Course you'll take the grandest as your flagship, | 1:41:52 | 1:41:55 | |
and who's to argue? But what of The Pearl? | 1:41:55 | 1:41:58 | |
Name me captain, | 1:41:58 | 1:42:00 | |
I'll sail under your colours, | 1:42:00 | 1:42:02 | |
I'll give you 10% of me plunder, | 1:42:02 | 1:42:04 | |
and you get to introduce yourself | 1:42:04 | 1:42:06 | |
as Commodore Barbossa. Savvy? | 1:42:06 | 1:42:10 | |
I suppose in exchange | 1:42:10 | 1:42:12 | |
you want me not to kill the whelp. | 1:42:12 | 1:42:14 | |
No, no, no, not at all. | 1:42:14 | 1:42:16 | |
By all means, kill the whelp. | 1:42:16 | 1:42:17 | |
Just not yet. | 1:42:17 | 1:42:18 | |
Wait to lift the curse, | 1:42:18 | 1:42:21 | |
until the opportune moment. | 1:42:21 | 1:42:24 | |
For instance... | 1:42:26 | 1:42:28 | |
after you've killed Norrington's men... | 1:42:30 | 1:42:34 | |
Every...last...one. | 1:42:34 | 1:42:37 | |
You've been planning this from the beginning, | 1:42:46 | 1:42:49 | |
ever since you learned my name. | 1:42:49 | 1:42:51 | |
Yeah. | 1:42:51 | 1:42:53 | |
I want 50% of your plunder. | 1:42:54 | 1:42:57 | |
15. 40. | 1:42:57 | 1:42:58 | |
25. | 1:42:58 | 1:43:00 | |
And I'll buy you the hat. | 1:43:00 | 1:43:02 | |
A really big one... | 1:43:02 | 1:43:04 | |
Commodore. | 1:43:04 | 1:43:06 | |
We have an accord. | 1:43:09 | 1:43:11 | |
All hands to the boats. | 1:43:11 | 1:43:14 | |
Apologies. | 1:43:14 | 1:43:16 | |
You give the orders. | 1:43:16 | 1:43:18 | |
Gents. | 1:43:18 | 1:43:19 | |
Take a walk. | 1:43:20 | 1:43:22 | |
GROWLING | 1:43:22 | 1:43:24 | |
Not to the boats? | 1:43:26 | 1:43:28 | |
Hold fire. | 1:44:23 | 1:44:26 | |
This is just like | 1:44:28 | 1:44:30 | |
what the Greeks done at Troy. | 1:44:30 | 1:44:32 | |
'Cept they was in a horse | 1:44:32 | 1:44:34 | |
'stead of dresses. | 1:44:34 | 1:44:36 | |
Wooden horse. | 1:44:36 | 1:44:38 | |
Moment, please. | 1:44:50 | 1:44:52 | |
Elizabeth? | 1:44:55 | 1:44:56 | |
I just want you to know I, uh... | 1:44:59 | 1:45:01 | |
I believe you made a very good decision today. | 1:45:01 | 1:45:06 | |
Couldn't be more proud of you. | 1:45:06 | 1:45:08 | |
But you know, even a good decision, | 1:45:08 | 1:45:10 | |
if made for the wrong reasons, can be a wrong decision. | 1:45:10 | 1:45:14 | |
Take the map with you and report back. | 1:45:21 | 1:45:23 | |
Lieutenant. | 1:45:23 | 1:45:24 | |
Yoo-hoo! | 1:45:29 | 1:45:31 | |
Elizabeth? | 1:45:41 | 1:45:43 | |
Are you there? | 1:45:44 | 1:45:46 | |
Elizabeth, are you even listening to me? | 1:45:48 | 1:45:51 | |
HE GAGS Uhh! | 1:46:04 | 1:46:05 | |
Oh...what have you done? | 1:46:15 | 1:46:18 | |
Yoo-hoo! | 1:46:18 | 1:46:20 | |
Stop that! I already feel like a fool! | 1:46:20 | 1:46:22 | |
Look nice, though. | 1:46:22 | 1:46:25 | |
GROWLS | 1:46:25 | 1:46:27 | |
I look nice?! | 1:46:28 | 1:46:30 | |
SHOUTING | 1:46:36 | 1:46:38 | |
I must admit, Jack, I thought I had ye figured. | 1:47:03 | 1:47:07 | |
But it turns out you're a hard man to predict. | 1:47:07 | 1:47:10 | |
Me? I'm dishonest. | 1:47:10 | 1:47:12 | |
And a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest. | 1:47:12 | 1:47:16 | |
Honestly. | 1:47:16 | 1:47:17 | |
It's the honest ones you want to watch out for, | 1:47:17 | 1:47:19 | |
because you can never predict | 1:47:19 | 1:47:22 | |
when they're going to do something incredibly stupid. | 1:47:22 | 1:47:26 | |
Ha ha! | 1:47:43 | 1:47:45 | |
Aha! Ha! | 1:47:45 | 1:47:47 | |
Uhh! Aah! | 1:47:52 | 1:47:53 | |
You're off the edge of the map, mate. | 1:47:57 | 1:48:00 | |
Here there be monsters. | 1:48:00 | 1:48:02 | |
GRAPPLE: Right. | 1:48:06 | 1:48:10 | |
What would you pick to eat first? | 1:48:10 | 1:48:11 | |
PIRATE GUARD: I think we should decide now. | 1:48:11 | 1:48:14 | |
Just so we're ready when the time comes. | 1:48:14 | 1:48:16 | |
Aah! | 1:48:33 | 1:48:34 | |
SCREECHES | 1:48:34 | 1:48:37 | |
BOTH: What was that? | 1:48:40 | 1:48:41 | |
Oh! | 1:48:45 | 1:48:47 | |
YELLING | 1:48:51 | 1:48:55 | |
Shh! | 1:48:59 | 1:49:01 | |
It's Elizabeth! | 1:49:03 | 1:49:04 | |
BELL TOLLING | 1:49:20 | 1:49:22 | |
Make for the ship! Move! | 1:49:23 | 1:49:26 | |
To the ship! | 1:49:34 | 1:49:36 | |
GASPS | 1:49:54 | 1:49:55 | |
SCREAMING | 1:49:55 | 1:49:57 | |
You can't beat me, Jack. | 1:50:16 | 1:50:18 | |
Hah! | 1:50:20 | 1:50:21 | |
HE SIGHS | 1:50:23 | 1:50:24 | |
Uhh! | 1:50:26 | 1:50:27 | |
That's interesting. | 1:50:41 | 1:50:42 | |
I couldn't resist, mate. | 1:50:53 | 1:50:55 | |
Sorry. | 1:51:59 | 1:52:00 | |
So what now, Jack Sparrow? | 1:52:09 | 1:52:11 | |
Will it be two immortals locked in an epic battle | 1:52:11 | 1:52:13 | |
until judgment day and trumpets sound? Hmm? | 1:52:13 | 1:52:17 | |
Or you could surrender. | 1:52:17 | 1:52:19 | |
Arrh! | 1:52:26 | 1:52:29 | |
Ha ha ha ha ha ha! | 1:52:29 | 1:52:31 | |
All of you with me! | 1:52:44 | 1:52:46 | |
Will is in that cave and we must save him. | 1:52:46 | 1:52:48 | |
Ready? And heave! | 1:52:48 | 1:52:51 | |
Please, I need your help! Come on! | 1:52:56 | 1:52:59 | |
Any port in the storm. | 1:52:59 | 1:53:01 | |
Cotton's right. We've got The Pearl. | 1:53:01 | 1:53:03 | |
And what about Jack? | 1:53:03 | 1:53:05 | |
Jack owes us a ship. | 1:53:05 | 1:53:07 | |
And there's the code to consider. | 1:53:07 | 1:53:08 | |
The code? | 1:53:08 | 1:53:10 | |
You're pirates. | 1:53:12 | 1:53:13 | |
Hang the code and hang the rules! | 1:53:13 | 1:53:16 | |
They're more like guidelines anyway. | 1:53:16 | 1:53:18 | |
Bloody pirates. | 1:53:22 | 1:53:24 | |
Hey. | 1:53:33 | 1:53:34 | |
What? | 1:53:34 | 1:53:35 | |
Is it supposed to be doing that? | 1:53:35 | 1:53:37 | |
They're stealing our ship! | 1:53:37 | 1:53:40 | |
Bloody pirates! | 1:53:40 | 1:53:42 | |
SHOUTS COMMAND | 1:53:43 | 1:53:45 | |
Come on! | 1:53:53 | 1:53:55 | |
Yaah! | 1:53:55 | 1:53:57 | |
Aah! Me eye! | 1:54:18 | 1:54:21 | |
Yaah! Yaah! | 1:54:31 | 1:54:33 | |
I'm gonna teach you the meaning of pain. | 1:54:40 | 1:54:42 | |
Do you like pain? | 1:54:42 | 1:54:44 | |
Uhh! | 1:54:44 | 1:54:46 | |
Try wearing a corset. | 1:54:46 | 1:54:47 | |
Yaah! | 1:54:55 | 1:54:56 | |
Whose side is Jack on? | 1:54:56 | 1:54:58 | |
At the moment? | 1:54:58 | 1:55:00 | |
Ha ha ha ha! | 1:55:01 | 1:55:03 | |
Hah! | 1:55:03 | 1:55:04 | |
Yaah! | 1:55:04 | 1:55:05 | |
Aah! | 1:55:15 | 1:55:17 | |
No fair. | 1:55:32 | 1:55:33 | |
GUNSHOT | 1:55:49 | 1:55:51 | |
Ten years you carry that pistol, and now you waste your shot. | 1:55:56 | 1:56:02 | |
WILL: He didn't waste it. | 1:56:02 | 1:56:04 | |
I feel... | 1:56:27 | 1:56:29 | |
..cold. | 1:56:33 | 1:56:35 | |
Yaah! Yaah! | 1:56:44 | 1:56:47 | |
GASPS | 1:56:47 | 1:56:49 | |
MURMURING | 1:56:49 | 1:56:52 | |
HE GROANS | 1:57:04 | 1:57:06 | |
Oh! | 1:57:06 | 1:57:08 | |
Parley? | 1:57:34 | 1:57:36 | |
The ship is ours, gentlemen. | 1:57:37 | 1:57:39 | |
Huzzah! Huzzah! | 1:57:39 | 1:57:42 | |
Huzzah! Huzzah! | 1:57:42 | 1:57:45 | |
Huzzah! Huzzah! | 1:57:45 | 1:57:48 | |
Huzzah! Huzzah! | 1:57:48 | 1:57:51 | |
Huzzah! Huzzah! | 1:57:51 | 1:57:53 | |
Huzzah! Huzzah! | 1:57:53 | 1:57:56 | |
Huzzah! | 1:57:56 | 1:57:57 | |
CLATTER | 1:58:15 | 1:58:17 | |
We should return to The Dauntless. | 1:58:26 | 1:58:28 | |
Your fiance will be wanting to know you're safe. | 1:58:30 | 1:58:34 | |
If you were waiting for the opportune moment, | 1:58:42 | 1:58:46 | |
that was it. | 1:58:46 | 1:58:49 | |
Now, if you'd be so kind, I'd be much obliged | 1:58:49 | 1:58:52 | |
if you'd drop me off my ship. | 1:58:52 | 1:58:54 | |
ELIZABETH: I'm sorry, Jack. | 1:58:59 | 1:59:01 | |
They done what's right by them. | 1:59:03 | 1:59:05 | |
Can't expect more than that. | 1:59:05 | 1:59:07 | |
DRUMMING | 1:59:07 | 1:59:11 | |
Jack Sparrow, be it known that you have... | 1:59:20 | 1:59:24 | |
Captain. Captain Jack Sparrow. | 1:59:24 | 1:59:26 | |
..for your wilful commission of crimes against the crown. | 1:59:26 | 1:59:30 | |
Said crimes being numerous in quantity | 1:59:31 | 1:59:34 | |
and sinister in nature. | 1:59:34 | 1:59:36 | |
The most egregious of these to be cited herewith. | 1:59:36 | 1:59:40 | |
Piracy, smuggling... | 1:59:40 | 1:59:43 | |
This is wrong. | 1:59:43 | 1:59:45 | |
Commodore Norrington is bound by the law, | 1:59:45 | 1:59:48 | |
as are we all. | 1:59:48 | 1:59:50 | |
..impersonating an officer of the Spanish royal navy, | 1:59:50 | 1:59:53 | |
impersonating a cleric of the Church of England... | 1:59:53 | 1:59:56 | |
Ah, yes. | 1:59:56 | 1:59:57 | |
..sailing under false colours, | 1:59:57 | 2:00:00 | |
arson, kidnapping, looting, poaching... | 2:00:00 | 2:00:03 | |
SQUAWKING | 2:00:03 | 2:00:04 | |
..depravity, depredation, and general lawlessness. | 2:00:06 | 2:00:11 | |
And for these crimes, | 2:00:11 | 2:00:13 | |
you have been sentenced to be, on this day, hung by the neck until dead. | 2:00:13 | 2:00:18 | |
May God have mercy on your soul. | 2:00:19 | 2:00:22 | |
Governor Swann. | 2:00:22 | 2:00:24 | |
Commodore. | 2:00:24 | 2:00:26 | |
Elizabeth. | 2:00:27 | 2:00:30 | |
I should have told you every day from the moment I met you. | 2:00:30 | 2:00:32 | |
I love you. | 2:00:35 | 2:00:37 | |
CROWD REACTS | 2:00:48 | 2:00:50 | |
MUTTERS | 2:00:50 | 2:00:51 | |
I can't breathe. | 2:00:51 | 2:00:52 | |
Elizabeth. | 2:00:54 | 2:00:55 | |
CROWD SCREAMS | 2:00:55 | 2:00:58 | |
Move! | 2:00:58 | 2:00:59 | |
GASPS | 2:01:01 | 2:01:02 | |
What? | 2:01:08 | 2:01:09 | |
Move! | 2:01:17 | 2:01:18 | |
Come on! | 2:01:25 | 2:01:27 | |
All right! Come on, lads! | 2:01:36 | 2:01:38 | |
I thought we might have to endure | 2:02:01 | 2:02:03 | |
some manner of ill-conceived escape attempt, | 2:02:03 | 2:02:06 | |
but not from you. | 2:02:06 | 2:02:08 | |
On our return to Port Royal, | 2:02:08 | 2:02:09 | |
I granted you clemency. | 2:02:09 | 2:02:11 | |
And this is how you thank me? | 2:02:11 | 2:02:14 | |
By throwing in your lot with him? | 2:02:14 | 2:02:16 | |
He's a pirate! | 2:02:16 | 2:02:17 | |
And a good man. | 2:02:17 | 2:02:19 | |
SWORD CLATTERS | 2:02:19 | 2:02:20 | |
If all I have achieved here is that the hangman | 2:02:20 | 2:02:22 | |
will earn two pairs of boots instead of one, | 2:02:22 | 2:02:25 | |
so be it. | 2:02:25 | 2:02:26 | |
At least my conscience will be clear. | 2:02:26 | 2:02:28 | |
You forget your place, Turner. | 2:02:28 | 2:02:31 | |
It's right here between you and Jack. | 2:02:33 | 2:02:36 | |
As is mine. | 2:02:40 | 2:02:41 | |
GOVERNOR SWANN: Elizabeth! | 2:02:41 | 2:02:43 | |
Lower your weapons. | 2:02:43 | 2:02:46 | |
For goodness sake, put them down! | 2:02:46 | 2:02:47 | |
So this is where your heart truly lies, then? | 2:02:52 | 2:02:55 | |
It is. | 2:02:57 | 2:02:59 | |
Well! I'm actually feeling rather good about this. | 2:03:07 | 2:03:09 | |
I think we've all arrived at a very special place, eh? | 2:03:09 | 2:03:13 | |
Oh! Spiritually? Ecumenically? Grammatically? | 2:03:13 | 2:03:18 | |
I want you to know that I was rooting for you, mate. | 2:03:18 | 2:03:21 | |
Know that. | 2:03:21 | 2:03:22 | |
Elizabeth. | 2:03:26 | 2:03:27 | |
It would never have worked between us, darling. | 2:03:29 | 2:03:32 | |
I'm sorry. | 2:03:34 | 2:03:35 | |
Will. | 2:03:37 | 2:03:39 | |
Nice hat. | 2:03:41 | 2:03:42 | |
Friends! | 2:03:44 | 2:03:45 | |
This is the day that you will always | 2:03:48 | 2:03:51 | |
remember as the day that... | 2:03:51 | 2:03:52 | |
Idiot. He has nowhere to go but back to the noose. | 2:03:58 | 2:04:01 | |
SENTRY: Sail ho! | 2:04:03 | 2:04:04 | |
What's your plan of action? | 2:04:12 | 2:04:14 | |
Sir? | 2:04:15 | 2:04:16 | |
Perhaps on the rare occasion | 2:04:20 | 2:04:23 | |
pursuing the right course demands an act of piracy, | 2:04:23 | 2:04:27 | |
piracy itself can be the right course? | 2:04:27 | 2:04:31 | |
Mr Turner. | 2:04:33 | 2:04:35 | |
I will accept the consequences of my actions. | 2:04:41 | 2:04:44 | |
This is a beautiful sword. | 2:04:49 | 2:04:52 | |
I would expect the man who made it | 2:04:53 | 2:04:55 | |
to show the same care and devotion in every aspect of his life. | 2:04:55 | 2:04:59 | |
Thank you. | 2:05:01 | 2:05:03 | |
Commodore! What about Sparrow? | 2:05:05 | 2:05:08 | |
Well, I think we can afford to give him one day's head start. | 2:05:10 | 2:05:14 | |
So, this is the path you've chosen, is it? | 2:05:19 | 2:05:25 | |
After all, he is a blacksmith. | 2:05:26 | 2:05:31 | |
No. | 2:05:32 | 2:05:33 | |
He's a pirate. | 2:05:38 | 2:05:40 | |
Heave! | 2:06:03 | 2:06:05 | |
I thought you were supposed to keep to the code. | 2:06:14 | 2:06:16 | |
We figured they were more actual guidelines. | 2:06:16 | 2:06:21 | |
Thank you. | 2:06:25 | 2:06:26 | |
Captain Sparrow. | 2:06:28 | 2:06:30 | |
The Black Pearl is yours. | 2:06:33 | 2:06:35 | |
On deck, you scabrous dogs! | 2:06:50 | 2:06:52 | |
Men to braces! | 2:06:52 | 2:06:53 | |
Let down and haul to run free. | 2:06:53 | 2:06:57 | |
Now...bring me that horizon. | 2:06:57 | 2:07:01 | |
HE HUMS | 2:07:03 | 2:07:06 | |
# ..And really bad eggs | 2:07:07 | 2:07:09 | |
# Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho! # | 2:07:12 | 2:07:15 |