Barbossa: Agreed.
Pintel:Go on, Poppet, go! Walk the plank!
Will: Barbossa, you lying bast***! You swore she’d go free!
Barbossa: Don’t dare impugn me honor, boy. I agreed she’d go free, but it was you who failed to specify when or where. Though it does seem a shame to lose something so fine, don’t it lads?
Pirates: Aye.
Barbossa: So I’ll be having that dress back before you go.
Jack :I always liked you.
Elizabeth : It goes with your black heart.
Barbossa: Ooh, it’s still warm.
Pirate 2: Off you go! Come on!
Bo’sun : Too long!
Jack : I’d really rather hoped we were past all this.
Barbossa: Jack…. Jack . Did ya not notice? That be the same little island that we made you Governor of on our last little trip.
Jack : I did notice.
Barbossa: Perhaps you’ll be able to conjure up another miraculous escape…but I doubt it. Off you go.
Jack : Last time, you left me a pistol with one shot.
Barbossa: By the powers, you’re right. Were be Jack ’s pistol? Bring it forward.
Jack : Seeing as there’s two of us, a gentleman…would give us a pair of pistols.
Barbossa: It’ll be one pistol as before, and you can be the gentleman and shoot the lady and starve to death yourself.
Jack : That’s the second time I’ve had to watch that man sail away with my ship.
Elizabeth : But you were marooned on this island before, weren’t you? So we can escape in the same way you did then.
Jack : To what point and purpose, young missy? The Black Pearl is gone and unless you have a rudder and a lot of sails hidden in that bodice – unlikely - young Mr. Turner will be dead long before you can reach him.
Elizabeth : But you’re Captain Jack Sparrow . You vanished from under the eyes of seven agents of the East India Company. You sacked Nassau Port without even firing a shot. Are you the pirate I’ve read about or not? How did you escape last time?
Jack : Last time…I was here a grand total of three days, all right? Last time …the rumrunners used this island as a cache. Came by, and I was able to barter a passage off. From the looks of things, they’ve long been out of business. Probably…have your bloody friend Norrington to thank for that.
Elizabeth : So that’s it then? That’s the secret grand adventure of the infamous Jack Sparrow ? You spent three days lying on a beach, drinking rum?!
Jack : Welcome to the Caribbean , love.
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Jack : I love this song! Really bad eggs! ooooh. When I get the Pearl back, I’m gonna teach it to the whole crew, and we’ll sing it all the time!
Elizabeth : And you’ll be positively the most fearsome pirate in the Spanish Main .
Jack : Not just the Spanish Main , love. The entire ocean. The entire wo’ld. Wherever we want to go, we’ll go. That’s what a ship is, you know. It’s not just a keel and a hull and a deck and sails that's what a ship needs but what a ship is…what the Black Pearl really is…is freedom.
Elizabeth : Jack …it must be really terrible for you to be trapped on this island.
Jack : Oh, yes. But the company is infinitely better than last time, I think. The scenery has definitely improved.
Elizabeth : Mr. Sparrow …I’m not entirely sure that I’ve had enough rum to allow that kind of talk.
Jack : I know exactly what you mean, love.
Elizabeth :To freedom.
Jack : To the Black Pearl . ........later...... No! Not good! Stop! Not good! What are you doing? You burned all the food, the shade! The rum!
Elizabeth : Yes, the rum is gone.
Jack : Why is the rum gone?
Elizabeth : One, because it is a vile drink that turns even the most respectable men into complete scoundrels. Two, that signal is over a thousand feet high. The entire Royal Navy is out looking for me, do you really think that there is even the slightest chance that they won’t see it?
Jack : But why is the rum gone?
Elizabeth : Just wait, Captain Sparrow. You give it one hour, maybe two, keep a weather eye out and then you will see white sails on that horizon.
Jack : “Must’ve been terrible for you to be trapped here, Jack . Must’ve been terrible for you.” Well it bloody is now! There’ll be no living with her after this.
Elizabeth : But we’ve got to save Will .
Governor Swann : No. You’re safe now. We will return to Port Royal immediately, not go gallivanting after pirates!
Elizabeth : Then we condemn him to death.
Governor Swann : The boy’s fate is regrettable, but, then, so was his decision to engage in piracy.
Elizabeth : To rescue me. To prevent anything from happening to me.
Jack : If I may be so bold as to inject my professional opinion. The Pearl was listing near to scuppers after the battle. It’s very unlikely she’ll be able to make good time. Think about it. The Black Pearl . The last real pirate threat in the Caribbean , mate. How can you pass that up?
Norrington: By remembering that I serve others, Mr. Sparrow , not only myself.
Elizabeth : Commodore, I beg you, please do this. For me. As a wedding gift.
Governor Swann : Elizabeth . Are you accepting the Commodore’s proposal?
Elizabeth : I am.
Jack : A wedding! I love weddings…drinks all around! I know. “Clap him in irons,” right?
Norrington: Mr. Sparrow , you will accompany these fine men to the helm and provide us with the bearing to Isla de Muerta . You will then spend the rest of the voyage contemplating all possible meanings of the phrase “silent as the grave.” Do I make myself clear?
Jack : Inescapably clear.
[in the brig of the Black Pearl ; Pintel and Ragetti are swabbing the floor] Parrot: Awwk, shiver me timbers.
Gibbs : Cotton ‘ere says you missed a bit.
Will :You knew William Turner ?
Pintel: Ol’ Bootstrap Bill . We knew him. Never sat well with Bootstrap what we did to Jack Sparrow , the mutiny and all. He said it wasn’t right with the Code. That’s why he sent off a piece of the treasure to you as it were. He said we deserved to be cursed… and remain cursed.
Ragetti: Stupid blighter.
Gibbs : Good man.
Pintel: Well, as you can imagine that didn’t sit too well with the Captain.
Ragetti: That didn’t sit too well with the Captain, at all. Tell him what Barbossa did.
Pintel: I’m telling the story! So…what the Captain did, he strapped a cannon to Bootstraps’ bootstraps.
Ragetti: Bootstraps’ bootstraps.
Pintel: The last we saw of ol’ Bill Turner , he was sinking to the crushing black oblivion of Davy Jones’ Locker. ‘Course it was only after that we learned we needed his blood to lift the curse.
Ragetti: That’s what you call ironic.
Barbossa: Bring him!
Norrington: I don’t care for the situation. Any attempt to storm the caves could turn to an ambush.
Jack : Not if you’re the one doing the ambushing. I go in, I convince Barbossa to send his men out with their little boats. You and your mates return to the Dauntless and blast the bejesus outta them with your little cannons, eh? [puts an arm on Norrington’s shoulder] What do you have to lose?
Norrington: Nothing I’d lament being rid of.
Jack : Now, to be quite honest with you, there’s still a slight risk for those aboard the Dauntless which includes the future Mrs. Commodore .
Gillette : Sorry, but for your own safety.
Elizabeth : Coward! The commodore ordered – I have to tell him! The pirates! They’re cursed! They cannot be killed!
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