Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End

Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End quotes

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Bloopers
Bootstrap Bill Turner
Captain Barbossa
Captain Teague
Captain Jack Sparrow
Captain Sao Feng
Davy Jones
Elizabeth Swann
Governor Swann
James Norrington
Joshamee Gibbs
Lord Cutler Beckett
Mercer
Multiple Characters
Pintel
Ragetti
Tia Dalma
Will Turner


[Jack is trying to read the charts.] Jack Sparrow: Up is down. Well that's just maddeningly unhelpful. Why are these things never clear?
Little Jack #1: Clear as mud, Jackie.
Jack Sparrow: What, eh?
Little Jack #1: Stab the heart!
Little Jack #2: No, Don't stab the heart!
Jack Sparrow: Come again?
Little Jack #2: The Dutchman must have a captain.
Jack Sparrow: Well, that's even more than less than unhelpful.
Little Jack #1: Sail the seas for eternity.
Jack Sparrow: [Grins] I love the sea!
Little Jack #2: What about port?
Jack Sparrow: I prefer rum. Rum's good.
Little Jack #1: Making port.
Little Jack #2: Where we can get rum and salty wenches... once every ten years.
Little Jack #1: What'd he say?
Jack Sparrow: Once every ten years.
Little Jack #1: Ten years is a long time, mate...
Jack Sparrow: Even longer given the deficit of rum.
Little Jack #1: But eternity is longer still.
Little Jack #2: And how will you be spending it, dead? Or not?
Little Jack #1: The Immortal Captain Sparrow.
Jack Sparrow: Oh, I like that!
Little Jack #2: Come sunset, it won't matter.
Jack Sparrow: [Suddenly figuring out the charts] Not sunset...Sundown! And rise... up! [begins running back and forth between the sides of the ship.]


[In between the have not's and so's, the other pirate lords heads turn towards the speaker] Barbossa: You've only ever run from a fight.
Jack Sparrow: I have not!
Barbossa: You have so!
Jack Sparrow: Have not!
Barbossa: You have so!
Jack Sparrow: Have not!
Barbossa: You have so, and ya' know it!
Jack Sparrow: Have not, slander and calumny! I have only ever embraced that oldest and noblest of pirate traditions. I submit here and now, that is what we all must do- we must fight... to run away.

Barbossa: It was the first court what imprisoned Calypso, and we will be the ones to set her free, and in her gratitude she will see fit to grant us boons.
Jack Sparrow: Whose boons? Your boons? Utterly deceptive twaddlespeak, says I.
Barbossa: If ye have a better alternative, please... share.
Jack : [pause] ...Cuttlefish. [Barbossa gives him a confused look] Eh? Let us not, dear friends, forget our dear friends, the cuttlefish. Flipping glorious little sausages. Pen 'em up together, and they will devour each other without a second thought. Human nature, isn't it? Or... or, fish nature. So yes, we could stay here well-supplied and well-armed, and half of us would be dead within the month. Which seems rather grim to me, anyway you slice it. Or... ah... as my learned colleague so naively suggests, we can release Calypso, and we can pray that she will be merciful. (I rather doubt it.) Can we in fact pretend that she is anything but a woman scorned like which fury hell hath no? We cannot. Res ipsa loquitur, tabula in naufragio, we are left but with one option- I agree with, and I cannot believe the words are coming out of me mouth... Captain Swann. We must fight.

[Regarding the dead bodies strapped to the barrels]
Will Turner: I told myself, think like Jack.
Jack Sparrow: And this is what you arrived at? Lead Beckett to Shipwreck Cove, gain his trust to accomplish your own ends? It's like you don't know me at all, mate. And how does your dearly beloved feel about this? [nods when Will looks away] Ah... you've not seen fit to tell her.
Will:[Sighs quietly] ...I'm losing her, Jack. Every step I make to my father, is a step away from Elizabeth.
Jack Sparrow: Mate, if you choose to lock your heart away, you lose it for certain. If I may lend a machete to your intellectual thicket, avoid the choice altogether. Change the facts. Let someone else dispatch Jones...
Will: Who? [Looks at Jack, who is smiling] You?
Jack Sparrow: Death has a way of reshuffling one's priorities. I slip aboard the Dutchman, find the heart, stab the beating thing, free your father from his debt, and you are free to be with your charming murderess.
Will: ... And you're willing to cut your heart out? Bind yourself to the Dutchman forever?
Jack Sparrow: No, mate. I'm free forever. Free to sail the seas beyond the edges of the map, free from death itself.
Will: [suddenly cunningly sullen] But you have to do the job, Jack. You have to ferry souls to the next world... or end up like Jones. [Makes a tentacles gesture. Jack cringes and touches his own beard]
Jack Sparrow: I haven't the face for tentacles. But, immortal has to count for something, eh? Oh![Hands Will his magic compass]
Will: What's this for?
Jack Sparrow: Think like me. It will come to you [Walks to Will and breathes his rummy breath at Will. Will staggers back and falls off the Pearl. Jack rolls the last body-tied barrel off the ship next to Will as he sails away] My regards to Davy Jones!
Will: [Pulls himself onto the barrel, glaring back at Jack as he sails away] I hate him.

Giselle: Is that it?
Scarlett: It's not very big.
Jack: Love, that is a dinghy. My vessel is magnificent, and fierce, and huge-ish, and... gone. Why is it gone?
Giselle: [pointing the horizon, where the Pearl is] Is that it there? The Black Pearl?
Jack: Yes, there it is. Why is it there? :[Pause, looks at both of the girls] It's much bigger up close.
Scarlett: Jack, you promised to take me for a ride!
Giselle : I was to be given first ride!
Scarlett: What? You?
[The women start fighting. Jack pours rum on sleeping Gibbs. Gibbs wakes up.]
Jack: Mr. Gibbs, any particular reason about why my ship is gone?
Gibbs: The ship? We're on the ship. [Begins to fall back to sleep, then wakes suddenly] JACK! The ship's gone!
Jack: [sarcastically] Really?
Jack Sparrow: [Stopping women fighting] Ladies! Will you please shut it? Listen to me. :[Back and forth between each girl with each sentence, starting with Giselle] Yes, I lied to you. No, I don't love you. Yes, of course it makes you look fat. I've never been to Brussels. It is pronounced "egregious". By the way, no, I've never met Pizzaro, but I love his pies. And all of this pales to utter insignificance in light of the fact that my ship is, once again, gone! Savvy!?
[Giselle slaps Jack, walks off]
[Scarlett slaps Jack, walks off]
[Jack slaps Gibbs]
[Gibbs glares at Jack and then he and Jack smile at each other]
Gibbs: Take what you can.
Jack Sparrow: Give nothing back.
[Gibbs catches up with Giselle and Scarlett and puts his arms around them]
Gibbs: Tell me ladies, what do you know of sea turtles?

Will Turner: Elizabeth, will you marry me?
Elizabeth Swann: [together they parry a sword between them]I don't think now is the best time!
Will Turner: It may well be the only time! I love you... I've made my choice. What's yours?
Elizabeth Swann: Barbossa!
[Will gives her a confused look]
Elizabeth Swann: Marry us!
Barbossa: [fighting off Davy Jones' crew] I'm a little busy at the moment!
Will Turner: Now, Barbossa!
Barbossa: Fine then! [climbs up on a ledge] Dearly beloved, we be gathered here today, [to an enemy] to nail yer gizzards to the mast, ye poxy cur! [continues fighting]
Will Turner: Elizabeth Swann, do you take me to be your husband?
Elizabeth Swann: I do!
Will Turner: Great!
Elizabeth Swann: [fighting] Will Turner, do you take me to be your wife...in sickness and in health...with health being the less likely?
Will Turner: I do!
Barbossa: As captain I now pronounce you-[fights off enemy] You may kiss-[fights off enemy] You may kiss-[fights off another enemy] Aargh, just kiss!

[Tia Dalma sits in her cell aboard the Black Pearl with the locket open in the palm of her hand. She slowly closes it, then turns and stands as the music starts again. As she reaches the edge of her cell, the shadow of Davy Jones can be seen walking slowly towards her.]
Tia Dalma: My sweet... you come for me?
Davy Jones: [stops] You were expecting me.
Tia Dalma: It has been torture, trapped in this single form... cut off from the sea... from all that I love... from you.
Davy Jones: [continues walking] Ten years I devoted to the duty you charged me. Ten years I looked after those who'd died at sea. And finally, when we could be together again, you weren't there. [snaps his locket shut] Why weren't you there?
Tia Dalma: It's my nature. Would you love me if I was anything but what I am?
Davy Jones: [turns abruptly and walks to the other end of her cell] I do not love you.
Tia Dalma: [following him] Many things you were, Davy Jones, but never cruel. You have corrupted your purpose and so yourself. And you did hide away what should always have been mine. [places a hand on his chest, causing the fishiness to fade away, then smiles and raises her hand to his cheek]
Davy Jones: [startled, he, in turn, touches her face] Calypso...
Tia Dalma: I will be free, and when I am, I would give you my heart and we would be together always. [removes her hand from his face and he fades back] If only you had a heart to give.
[Davy's claw closes around her neck]
Tia Dalma: [scared] Why did you come?
Davy Jones: [releases her and tries to pull his claw back through the bars, but it is too large to fit, so he instead steps directly forward through the bars] And what fate have you planned for your captors?
Tia Dalma: The Brethren Court? [walks back to the opposite end of her cell] All of them... the last thing they will learn in this life is how cruel I can be. [Davy Jones walks to the back of her cell and she turns] And what of your fate... Davy Jones?
Davy Jones: [turns his head slightly in her direction] My heart will always belong to you.
[Tia Dalma turns back towards the bars, smiling, as Davy walks through the back wall of her cell]

[To himself whilst in the Locker] [distressed] But why? Wh-why would he do that? [derisive] Well, because he's a lummox, isn't he? [lofty and snobbish] Well, we shall have a magnificent garden party and you're not invited! [giggles]

Dearly beloved, we be gathered here today...[knocks out one of Davy Jones' men]...to nail your gizzards to the mast, ya poxy cur!

Jack Sparrow: William, tell me something. Have you come because you need my help to save a certain distressing damsel? Or rather, damsel in distress? Either one.
Will Turner: No.
Jack Sparrow: Well then you wouldn't be here, would you? So you can't be here. Q.E.D., you're not really here!

Jack Sparrow: Mr. Sparrow! What say you about the condition of this tack line, eh?
Hallucinated Jack Sparrow: [Confused] ...It be proper to my eye, sir.
Jack Sparrow: Proper? It is neither proper nor suitable, it is neither adequate nor acceptable, and is in obvious fact, an abomination.
Hallucinated Jack Sparrow: Begging your pardon sir... but perhaps if you gave a man a second chance.
Jack Sparrow: Shall I? [draws his sword and runs the hallucinated Jack through, whispering in his ear] That's exactly the sort of thinking that got us into this mess.

Barbossa: I've a venture under way and I find myself in need of a ship and a crew.
Sao Feng: Huh. [scratches head distantly] It's a strange coincidence...
Elizabeth Swann: Because you happen to have a ship and a crew that you don't need?
Sao Feng: No. Because just earlier today, a thief broke into my most revered uncle's temple, and tried to make off...[holds up navigational charts]...with these. The Navigational Charts. The Route to the Farthest Gate. [Tosses the charts to Tai Huang] Wouldn't it be remarkable if this journey of yours took you to the world beyond this one?
Barbossa: It would strain credulity, at that.

[Upon coming across the Kraken's corpse]
Barbossa: Still thinking about running, Jack? ... You know, the problem with being the last of anything, is that by and by, there be none left at all.
Jack: Sometimes things come back, mate. We're living proof, you and me.
Barbossa: Aye, but that's a gamble of long odds, ain't it? There's never a guarantee of coming back. But passing on, that's dead certain.
Jack: ... Summoning the Brethren Court then, is it?
Barbossa: It's our only hope, lad.
Jack: That's a sad commentary in and of itself.
Barbossa: The world used to be a bigger place.
Jack Sparrow: The world's still the same. There's just... less in it.

Elizabeth: It's not over.
Will: There's still a fight to be had.
Gibbs: We have an armada against us. And with the Dutchman there's no chance.
Elizabeth Swann: There's only a fool's chance.
Barbossa: Revenge won't bring your father back, Miss Swann, And it's not something I'm intendin' to die for.
Elizabeth: You're right... Then what shall we die for? [turns around] You will listen to me. Listen!! The Brethren will still be looking here to us, to the Black Pearl, to lead. And what will they see? Frightened bilge rats aboard a derelict ship? No. No, they will see free men. And freedom! And what the enemy will see is the flash of our cannons, they will hear the ring of our swords and they will know what we can do! By the sweat of our brows [looks at Barbossa] and the strength of our backs... and the courage of our hearts! Gentlemen, hoist the colors!
Will: [nods] Hoist the colors.
Ragetti: Hoist the colors!
Pintel: Hoist the colors!
Gibbs: Aye... the wind's on our side, boys! That's all we need!
All: [cheering]
Elizabeth: HOIST THE COLORS!

Will: Rudder, hard port! Gather 'way, keep her trim!
Barbossa: Nay, belay that.....Do something else!
Jack: Let us not, my dear friends forget...our lines, yes? Yes, let us not forget our lines!
Jack: [After Beckett messes up his line and swears] You can't curse in a Disney film, mate. [Turns to camera] See? I told him that!
Barbossa: Calypso, I come before you as a servant, humble and contrite...[His hat flies off] You blew my hat off, you [Bleep]
Barbossa: Apologies, Your Majesty, but 'tis certain the world we know ends today and I won't be letting the likes of Beckett Cutler--Oh, say, sometimes known as Cutler Beckett!
Jack: [Warming up his voice] FuzzyWuzzywasabear! FuzzyWuzzyhadnohair!
Jack: You can have Barbossa. The belligerent homonculus and his sticky wooden friend...Eeeeeh....(Starts waving for the camera to come closer to him) *whispers* Come back...
Jack: In exchange for fair compensation...[drinks a cup of brandy] Square my debt with Jones...[Drinks the other glass] [VERY hoarsely] Guarantee my freedom? [coughs] [to crew] What's in that?!