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Cotton's Parrot: *Squawk* Don't eat me! *Squawk* No! Don't eat me!

James Norrington: By your leave, Mr. Turner.

Flying Dutchman's First Mate: Down on your marrow-bones and pray!

[Elizabeth sees Will arrested as the Wedding is surrounded by soldiers.]
Elizabeth: Will! Why is this happening?
Will: I don't know. You look beautiful.
Elizabeth: I think it's bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding.
Governer Swann: Let me through! How dare you! Stand your men down at once!
Cutler Becket: Governer Weatherby Swann, it's been too long.
Governer Swann: Cutler Becket?
Becket: It's Lord now, actually.
Swann: Lord or not, you have no reason and no authority to arrest this man.
Becket: As a matter of fact, I do. Mr. Mercer?
[Mercer brings forward a stack of papers. Becket takes one off the top and hands it to Swann.]
Becket: The warrant for the arrest of one William Turner.
[Swann reads the paper.]
Swann: This warrant is for Elizabeth Swann.
Becket: [Sarcastically] Oh is it? That's annoying. My mistake. [to guards.] Arrest her.

Gibbs: [as Jack steps onto the Black Pearl, holding a severed skeletal leg.] Not quite according to plan.
Jack: Complications arose, ensued, were overcome.

Gibbs: Captain, I think the crew, meaning me as well, were expecting something more... shiny. What with the Isla de Muerta going all pear-shaped, reclaimed by the sea and the treasure with it.
Leech: And the Royal Navy chasing us all around the Atlantic.
Marty: And the Hurricane.
Gibbs: All in all, its been some time since we did a speck of honest piratin'.
Jack: Shiny?
Gibbs: Aye, shiny.
Jack: Is that how you're all feeling, then? That maybe old Jack is not serving your best interests as captain?
Cotton's Parrot: *Squawk* Walk the plank!
Jack: [pulls out gun and points it at the parrot.] WHAT DID THE BIRD SAY?!

[Jack shoots part of monkey's tail off.]
Gibbs: Captain, you know that don't do any good.
Jack: It does me!
Marty: [picks up the cloth] It's a key.
Jack: No, much more better. It is a drawing of a key.
[The crew stare blankly.]
Jack: Gentlemen, what do keys do?
Leech: Keys ... unlock things?
Gibbs: [catching on.] And whatever this key unlocks, inside there's something valuable ... So, we're setting out to find whatever this key unlocks?
Jack: No. If we don't have the key, we can't open whatever it is we don't have that it unlocks. So what purpose would be served in finding whatever needs be unlocked... which we don't have... without having first found the key what unlocks it?
Gibbs: So, we're going after this key!
Jack: You're not making any sense at all.

Jack Sparrow: Bootstrap? Bill Turner?
Bootstrap Bill: You look good, Jack.
Jack Sparrow: Is this a dream?
Bootstrap Bill: [confused] No.
Jack Sparrow: I thought not. If it was, there'd be rum. [Bootstrap holds up a bottle of rum for him.]
Bootstrap Bill: You got the Pearl back, I see.
Jack Sparrow: I had some help retrieving the Pearl, by the way. Your son.
Bootstrap Bill: William? He ended up a pirate after all.
Jack Sparrow: And to what do I owe the pleasure of your carbuncle?

Bootstrap Bill: You made a deal with him too, Jack. He raised the Pearl from the depths for you. Thirteen years you've been captain!
Jack: Technically...
Bootstrap Bill: Jack! You won't be able to talk yourself out of this. The terms what apply to me apply to you as well. One soul... bound to crew a hundred years upon his ship!
Jack: Yes but the Flying Dutchman already has a captain so there's really no...
Bootstrap Bill: Then there's the Locker for you!! Jones' terrible leviathan will find you and drag the Pearl down to the depths and you along with it!
Jack: Any idea when Jones might release said terrible beastie?
Bootstrap Bill: I already told you, Jack... your time's up. [marks him with the Black Spot.] It comes now, drawn with ravenous hunger, to the man who bears the Black Spot.

[Marked by the Black Spot, Jack Sparrow runs around on deck, rousing the crew.]
Jack: All hands on deck! Make fast the bunt gasket! On deck! Scurry! Scurry! I want movement! Movement! I want movement! Lift the skin up! Keep your loof! Haul those sheets! Run them! Run! Keep running! Run as if the Devil himself and itself is upon us!
Gibbs: Do we have a heading?
Jack: Argh! [realises who it is.] Run! Land.
Gibbs: Which port?
Jack: I didn't say 'port'. I said 'land'. Any land.

Pintel: You know you can't read!
Ragetti: It's the Bible, you get credit for trying!
Pintel:: Pretendin' to read the Bible's a lie! That's a mark against ... [points up.]

Gibbs: Let's put some distance between us and this island and head out to open sea.
Jack: Yes to the first and yes to the second, but only insofar as we keep to the shallows as much as possible.
Gibbs: That's seems a bit contradictory, Captain.
Jack: I have every faith in your reconcilliatory navigational skills, Master Gibbs. Now where is that monkey? I want to shoot something!

Will: [about the key to the Dead Man's Chest.] You want me to find this?
Jack: No. You want you to find this. Because the finding of this finds you incapacitorially finding and/or locating in your discovering, a detecting of a way to save your dolly belle, dear ol' what's-her-face. [pause.] Savvy?
Will: [pointing at Jack's drawling of a key] This is going to save Elizabeth?
Jack: How much do you know about Davy Jones?
Will: Not much..
Jack: Yeah, it's gonna save Elizabeth.

Will: Why is Jack afraid of the open ocean?
Gibbs: Well, if you believe such things... there's a beast does the bidding of Davy Jones - a fearsome creature with giant tentacles that'll suction your face clean off, and drag an entire ship down to the crushing darkness. The Kraken. They say the stench of its breath is...[shudders] Imagine... the last thing you know on God's green Earth is the roar of the Kraken, and the reeking odor of a thousand rotting corpses... if you believe such things.
Will: And the key will spare him that?
Gibbs: Well, that's the very question Jack wants answered. Bad enough even to go visit...her.
Will: "Her?"

Jack: No worries, mates. Tia Dalma and I go way back; Thick as thieves. Nigh unseperable we are... were... have been... before...
Gibbs: [going to see Tia Dalma.] I'll watch yer back.
Jack: It's me front I'm worried about...
Gibbs: [To Will.] Mind the boat.
Will: [To Pintel.] Mind the boat.
Pintel: [To Ragetti.] Mind the boat.
Ragetti: [To Marty.] Mind the boat.
Marty: [To Mr. Cotton and his parrot.] Mind the boat.
Cotton's Parrot: *Squawk* Mind the boat.
[Flies into Tia Dalma's shack, leaving Mr. Cotton to mind the boat.]

Tia Dalma: You... You have a touch of destiny about you, William Turner!
Will: You know me?
Tia Dalma: You want to know me..
Jack: [cutting in.] There will be no knowing here! We've come for help and we're not leaving without it. [to Tia Dalma.] I thought I knew you.
Tia Dalma: Not so well as I had hoped.

Tia Dalma: You know I demand payment.
Jack: I brought payment. Look. [shoots Jack the monkey, which cannot die.] An undead monkey! Top that!

Tia Dalma: You know of Davy Jones, yes? A man of the sea. A great sailor. Until he ran afoul of that which vexes all men.
Will: What vexes all men?
Tia Dalma: What, indeed?
Gibbs: The sea?
Pintel: Sums?
Ragetti: The dichotomy of good and evil?
[Everyone stares at Ragetti.]
Jack: A woman.
Tia Dalma: See, it was a woman. He fell in love...
Gibbs: No, no, no, I heard it was the sea he fell in love with.
Tia Dalma: [cutting off all argument.] Same story, different versions. And all are true. You see, it was a woman. As harsh, changing and untamable like the sea. Him never stopped loving her...

[After Tia Dalma finishes the story of Davy Jones.]
Will: You knew this!
Jack: I did not. I didn't know where the key was. But now we do. And now all that's left is to climb aboard the Flying Dutchman, grab the key, you go back to Port Royal and save your bonny lass, eh!

Tia Dalma: Davy Jones cannot make port. Cannot step foot on land but once every ten years. Land is where you are safe, Jack Sparrow. [handing Jack a jar of dirt] Therefore you must take land with you.
[Jack takes the jar from Tia Dalma.]
Jack: [deadpan] Dirt. This is a jar of dirt.
Tia Dalma: Yes.
Jack: Is the jar of dirt going to help?
Tia Dalma: If you no want it, give it back.
Jack: [pulling the jar closer.] No.
Tia Dalma: [smiling] Then it helps.

Davy Jones: [To shivering sailor while lighting pipe] Do you fear death? Do you fear that dark abyss? All your deeds laid bare, all your sins punished? [Shivering sailor nods.] I can offer you an escape.
Other Dying Sailor: Don't listen to him. [Holding a small cross in his hands]
Davy Jones: [examines Other Dying Sailor, puffing on pipe] Do you not...fear death?
Dying Sailor: I'll take my chances, sir.
Davy Jones: To the depths!
[Jones' crewman slits the sailor's throat and dumps him overboard.]
Another Dying Sailor: Cruel blackguard!
Davy Jones: Life is cruel! Why should the afterlife be any different? I offer you a choice. Join my crew and postpone that final judgement. One hundred years before the mast. Will ye serve?
First Sailor: I-I will serve.
Davy Jones: [guttural] There! [notices Will for the first time.] You are neither dead nor dying. What is your purpose here?
Will: [mutters.] Jack Sparrow sent me to settle his debt.
Davy Jones: [leans forward, surprised] What is your purpose here?
Will: Jack Sparrow..? Sent me to settle his debt?
Davy Jones: [chuckling] Did he, now? I'm sorely tempted to accept that offer!

Davy Jones: You've been captain of the Black Pearl for thirteen years. That was our agreement.
Jack: Technically, I was only captain for two years before I was viciously mutinied upon...
Davy Jones: Then you were a poor captain, but a captain nonetheless! Have you not introduced yourself, all these years, as Captain Jack Sparrow? [Jones' crew laugh mockingly.]
Jack: You have my payment. One soul to serve on your ship is already over there.
Davy Jones: One soul is not equal to another.
Jack: Aha! So we've established my proposal is sound in principle, now we're just haggling over price.
Davy Jones: [intrigued.] Price? [makes popping noise.]
Jack: Just how many souls do you think my soul is worth?
Davy Jones: One hundred souls. Three days.
Jack: You're a diamond, mate! Send me back the boy [Will Turner], we'll get started right off.
Davy Jones: I keep the boy. A good faith payment. That leaves you only 99 more to go. [laughs along with his crew]
Jack: Have you not met Will Turner? He's noble, heroic, terrific soprano, worth at least four...maybe three and a half. And did I happen to mention - He's in love. With a girl. Due to be married. Betrothed. Dividing him from her and her from him would only be half as cruel as actually allowing them to be joined holy matrimony, eh? Eh?
Davy Jones: [brief period of misty-eyed weakness, quickly recovers.] I keep the boy, 99 souls. But I wonder, Sparrow, can you live with this? Can you condemn an innocent man, a friend, to a lifetime of servitude in your name, while you roam free?
Jack: [beat.] Yep! 'm good with it. So, shall we seal it in blood, I mean, er... ink?

Bosun: Impeding me in my duties? You'll share the punishment!
'Bootstrap' Bill Turner: I'll take it all!
Davy Jones: [arrives on scene] Will you, now? And what would prompt such an act of charity?
'Bootstrap' Bill Turner: [hesitantly] My son...He's my son.
[Davy Jones bursts into laughter]
Davy Jones: What fortuitous circumstance be this! Five lashes be owed, I believe it is...[thrusts whip at 'Bootstrap' Bill Turner]

Bootstrap Bill Turner: Will...
Will: I don't need your help!
Bootstrap' Bill Turner: [after whipping his own son at Davy Jones' bidding.] The bosun prides himself on cleaving flesh from bone, with every swing.
Will: So I'm supposed to think what you just did was an act of compassion?
Bootstrap Bill: [pained] Yes.

Norrington: You haven't said where were going... somewhere nice?! (pushes Gibbs aside) So am I worthy to serve under Captain Jack Sparrow? Or I should just kill you now?
Jack: You're hired.

Jack:(after seeing Norrington after he had be vomiting) You look bloody awful. What are you doing here?
Norrington: You hired me. I can't help it if your standards are lax.
Jack: [childish] You smell funny.

Will: [watching the crew play Liar's Dice] So any crewmember can be challenged?
Bootstrap Bill: Aye, anyone.
Will: I challenge Davy Jones. [The crew falls silent. Organ music stops as footsteps get louder. Jones appears on deck]
Davy Jones: I accept, mate.

Maccus: The boy's not there. He must've been claimed by the sea.
Davy Jones: I am the sea!

Davy Jones: The chest is no longer safe. Chart a course for Isla Cruces. Get me there first, or there'll be the devil to pay!
Koleniko: First?
Davy Jones: Who sent that thieving charlatan onto my ship? Who told him of the key? [beat] Jack Sparrow.

Jack: Persuade me.
Elizabeth: You do know Will taught me how to handle a sword.
Jack: As I said, persuade me.
[Elizabeth nods and walks off. Jack watches her and makes a grunting noise]

Jack: My tremendous intuitive sense of the female creatures informs me that you are troubled.
Elizabeth: I just thought 'd be married by now. 'm so ready to be married.
[Jack looks at her chest then hands her a bottle of rum]
Jack: You know, [clears throat] Lizzie, I am captain of a ship, and being captain of a ship I could in fact perform a marry-agh. Right here. Right on this deck. Right now.
Elizabeth: [Looks disgusted] No thank you.
Jack: Why not? We are very much alike, you and I, I and you, us.
Elizabeth: Except for a sense of honor, and decency, and a moral center. And personal hygiene.
Jack: [Smells under arm] Trifles. You will come over to my side, I know it.
Elizabeth: You seem very certain.
Jack: One word love: curiosity. You long for freedom. You long to do what you want to do because you want it. To act on selfish impulse. You want to see what it's like. One day, you won't be able to resist.
Elizabeth: Why doesn't your compass work?
Jack:...My compass works fine.
Elizabeth: Because you and I are alike. And there will come a moment when you will show it. To do the right thing.
Jack: I love those moments. I like to wave at them as they pass by.
Elizabeth: You'll have the chance to do something, something courageous. And when you do you'll discover something. That you're a good man.
Jack: All evidence to the contrary.
Elizabeth: Oh, I have faith in you. You want to know why?
Jack: Do tell, dearie.
Elizabeth: Curiosity. You're going to want it. A chance to be admired, and gain the rewards that follow. You won't be able to resist. You're going to want to know what it tastes like. [Leans in close to him]
Jack: [Eyes widen] I do want to know what it tastes like.
Elizabeth: But, seeing as you're a good man I know that you'd never put me in a position that would compromise my honor.
Jack: [Leans in to kiss her; sees black spot reappear on his hand and pulls away]
Elizabeth: 'm proud of you, Jack.

Will: [to Elizabeth] Guard the chest!
Elizabeth: [indignantly] NO!

Pintel: I don't think it's "Kraken" anyways, always heard it said "kray-kin".
Ragetti: What? with a long A? Na-na-na-na-no-no no, "kroh-ken"'s how it's pronounced in the original Scandinavian, and "Kraken"'s closer to that.
Pintel: Well we ain't original Scandinavians, are we? "Kray-kin".
Ragetti: It's a mythological creature, I can calls it what I wants!

Davy Jones: They're here, and I cannot set foot on land for near of a decade!
Maccus: Then you trust us to go in your stead?
Davy Jones: I trust you to know what happens should you fail!

Elizabeth: [finding the chest] It's real!
Norrington: [incredulous] You actually were telling the truth.
Jack: I do that quite a lot. Yet people are always surprised.
Will: [appears] With good reason.

Jack: How did you get here?
Will: Sea turtles, mate! A pair of 'em strapped to my feet!
Jack: Not so easy, is it?
Will: But I do owe you thanks Jack.
Jack: You do?
Will: After you tricked me on to that ship to square you're debt with Jones!
Elizabeth: What?
Jack: [Imitates Elizabeth] What?
Will: I was reunited with my father.
Jack: Oh, well... you're welcome then.

Will: I keep the promises I made, Jack. I intend to free my father. I hope you're here to see it.
Norrington: I can't let you do that either. So sorry.
Jack: I knew you warm up to me eventually.
(Jack, Will, and Norrington points swords)
Norrington: Lord Beckett desires the contents of the chest. I get it, I'll get my life back.
Jack: Ah, the dark side of ambition.
Norrington: I like to see it as a promise of redemption.

Pintel: [about Jack, Norrington and Will fighting] How'd this go all screwy?
Ragetti: Well, each man wants the chest for himself, don't 'e? Mr. Norrington, I think, is trying to regain a bit of honor. Old Jack's looking to trade it, save his own skin. And Turner there, I think 'e's trying to settle some unresolved business 'twixt him and his twice-cursed pirate father. [belches.]
Pintel: Sad. That chest must be worth more 'n a pretty penny.
Ragetti: [tutting.] Terrible temptation.
Pintel: If we was any sort of decent, we'd remove temptation from their path.

Needo: [head lying on the floor] Hay Needo, hay Needo, follow my voice [body gets up and runs around] to the left.. no, to the right [body runs into a tree] No, that's a tree.
Jack: Oh shut it!

Gibbs: What about Norrington?
Jack: He fell behind.
Gibbs: Our thoughts be with him. [pause] Well, best not wallow in our grief!

Will: We should turn around and fight. If we can outrun them, we can take them.
Jack: Why fight when you can negotiate? All one requires is the proper leverage.
[A tremor causes the jar of dirt to fall and break open... revealing it doesn't contain Davy Jones' heart.] Argh! Where is it? Where is the thump-thump?

Jack: Abandon ship. Into the longboat.
Gibbs: Jack! The Pearl!
Jack: [sadly.] She's only a ship, mate.

Elizabeth: Thank you, Jack.
Jack: We're not free yet, love.
Elizabeth: You came back. I always knew you were a good man.
[Elizabeth kisses Jack and handcuffs him to a mast.]
Elizabeth: It's after you, not the ship. It's not us. This is the only way, don't you see?
[Leans in as if to kiss, then pulls away.]
Elizabeth: I'm not sorry.
Jack: [Smiling] Pirate.

Will: Where's Jack?
Elizabeth: He elected to stay behind to give us a chance.

Davy Jones: Jack Sparrow, our debt is settled.
Palifico: The Captain goes down with the ship.
Maccus: Turns out not even Jack Sparrow can best the Devil!

Mercer: The last of our ships has returned.
Beckett: Is there any news on the chest?
Mercer: None. But... one of the ships did pick up a man adrift at sea. He had these.
[Mercer drops the Letters of Marque on Beckett's desk.]
Norrington: I took the liberty of filling in my name.
Beckett: If you intend to claim these, then you must have something to trade. Do you have the Compass?
Norrington: Better. The heart of Davy Jones.

Will: [When Tia Dalma suggests Will could have done more to save his father] It doesn't matter anymore. The Pearl is gone...along with its captain.
Gibbs: Aye...and already the world seems to be a bit less bright. He fooled us all to the very end. But I guess that honest streak finally won out. [Raises mug.] To Jack Sparrow!
Ragetti: [Raises mug.] Never another like Captain Jack!
Pintel: [Raises mug.] He was a gentleman of fortune, he was.
Elizabeth: He was a good man.

Will: If there was anything could be done to bring him back... Elizabeth...
Tia Dalma: Would you do it? Hmmm? What... would you? Hmmm? What would any of you be willing to do? Hmmm? Would you sail to the end or the earth, and beyond, to fetch back witty Jack and 'im precious Pearl?
Gibbs: Aye!
Pintel: Aye!
Ragetti: Aye!
Cotton's Parrot: *Squawk!* Aye, aye!
Elizabeth: Yes.
Will: Aye.
Tia Dalma: Good. But if you're goin' brave de weird and haunted shores at World's End, den... you will need a captain who knows dose waters.
[a man wearing boots descends the stairs into the room. The crew stare in surprise at...]
Barbossa: So tell me, what's become of my ship? [bites into an apple.] Har har har ha!

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