Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl

Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl quotes

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Captain Barbossa
Captain Jack Sparrow
Commodore Norrington
Elizabeth Swann
Mr. Gibbs
Other
William Turner


Barbossa: Try the wine...and an apple. One of those next.
Elizabeth: It's poisoned.
[Barbossa grins]
Barbossa: There's no sense to be killin' ye.
Elizabeth: Then release me. You have your trinket; I'm of no further value to you.
Barbossa: [takes and holds up medallion] You don't know what this is, do you?
Elizabeth: A pirate medallion?
Barbossa: This is Aztec gold. One of 882 identical pieces they delivered in a stone chest to Cortez himself. Blood money paid to stem the slaughter he wreaked upon them with his armies, but the greed of Cortez was insatiable. So the heathen gods placed upon the gold...a terrible curse. Any mortal that removes but a single piece from that stone chest shall be punished for eternity.
Elizabeth: [sarcastically] ...I hardly believe in ghost stories anymore, Captain Barbossa.
Barbossa: Aye. That's exactly what I thought when we were first told the tale! Buried on an island of dead what cannot be found, 'cept for those who know where it is. Find it, we did. There be the chest. Inside be the gold. And we took 'em all! We spent 'em, and traded 'em. And frittered 'em away on drink and food and pleasurable company. The more we gave 'em away, the more we came to realize... The drink would not satisfy. Food turned to ash in our mouths. And all the pleasurable company in the world could not slake our lust. We are cursed men, Miss Turner. Compelled by greed we were, but now we are consumed by it. There is one way we can end our curse. All the scattered pieces of the Aztec gold must be restored, and the blood repaid. Thanks to ye, we have the final piece.
Elizabeth: ...And the blood to be repaid?
Barbossa: [grins] That's why there's no sense to be killin' ye... yet. Apple?


Murtogg: This dock is off-limits to civilians.
Jack: I'm terribly sorry, I didn't know. If I see one, I shall inform you immediately.
[Jack keeps walking, but Murtogg and Mullroy block him again.]
Jack: Apparently there's some sort of high-toned and fancy to-do up at the fort, eh? How could it be that two upstanding gentlemen such as yourselves did not merit an invitation?
Murtogg: Someone has to make sure this dock stays off-limits to civilians.
Jack: It's a fine goal, to be sure. But it seems to me that a...[moves over to point at a ship. Murtogg and Mullroy block him again.] a ship like that one makes this one here [points at a closer one] seem a bit superfluous, really.
Murtogg: Oh, the Dauntless is the power in these waters, true enough. But there's no ship as can match the Interceptor for speed.
Jack: I've heard of one, supposed to be very fast, nigh uncatchable: the Black Pearl.
Mullroy: [laughing slightly] There's no real ship that can match the Interceptor.
Murtogg: [shoots Mullroy a confused look] The Black Pearl is a real ship.
Mullroy: [turns to Murtogg] No. No, it's not.
Murtogg: Yes it is; I've seen it.
Mullroy: You've seen it?
Murtogg: Yes.
Mullroy: You haven't seen it.
Murtogg: Yes, I have.
Mullroy: You've seen a ship with black sails, that's crewed by the damned and captained by a man so evil that Hell itself spat him back out?
Murtogg: ...No.
Mullroy: No.
Murtogg: But I have seen a ship with black sails.
Mullroy: Oh! And no ship that's not crewed by the damned and captained by a man so evil that Hell itself spat him back out could possibly have black sails, therefore could possibly be any other ship but the Black Pearl? Is that what you're saying?
Murtogg: [thinks, then smiles] ...No.
Mullroy: Like I said, there's no real ship as can match the Interceptor...
[The two turn back around and see that Jack has disappeared, then see him at ship's wheel.]
Murtogg: Hey! You, get away from there!
Mullroy: You don't have permission to be aboard there, mate.
Jack Sparrow: I'm sorry. It's such a pretty boat... ship.
Mullroy: What's your name?
Jack Sparrow: Smith. Or Smithy if you'd like.
Mullroy: What's your purpose in Port Royal, Mr. Smith?
Murtogg: Yeah, and no lies!
Jack Sparrow: Well, then, I confess. It is my intention to commandeer one of these ships, pick up a crew in Tortuga, raid, pillage, plunder, and otherwise pilfer my weaselly black guts out.
Murtogg: I said 'no lies'!
Mullroy: I think he's telling the truth...
Murtogg: If he was telling the truth, he wouldn't have told us.
Jack Sparrow: Unless of course, he knew you wouldn't believe the truth, even if he told it to you.

[Jack is being handcuffed behind Elizabeth]
Elizabeth: Commodore, I really must protest.
Norrington: Carefully, Lieutenant.
Elizabeth: Pirate or not, this man saved my life.
Norrington: One good deed is not enough to save a man from a life time of wickedness.
Jack: Though it seems enough to condemn him.
Norrington: Indeed.
Jack: Finally! [throws his handcuffs around Elizabeth's neck, threatening to strangle her]
Governor: NO! NO! DON'T SHOOT!
Jack: [To Elizabeth] I knew you'd warm up to me. [Back at Norrington] Commodore Norrington, my effects please. And my hat. [The commodore hesitates.] Commodore! [whispers in Elizabeth's ear] Elizabeth—it's Elizabeth, isn't it?
Elizabeth: It's Miss Swann.
Jack: Miss Swann, if you'd be so kind. Come, come. We don't have all day.
[Jack's effects are tossed toward Elizabeth. Jack spins her around with his handcuffs still around her neck. She fits him with his effects, puts his hat on his head, etc.]
Jack: Now if you'll be very kind...
Elizabeth: [hugs Jack against her will and roughly tightens his belt]
Jack: Easy on the goods, darling.
Elizabeth: You're despicable.
Jack: Sticks and stones, love. I saved your life, you save mine. We're square. [spins her back around] Gentlemen, milady...you will always remember this as the day that you almost caught Captain...Jack...Sparrow! [releases Elizabeth and flees]

Elizabeth: You have to take me to shore! According to the Code of the Order of the Brethren–
Barbossa: First, your return to shore was not part of our negotiations nor our agreement, so I must do nothing. And secondly, you must be a pirate for the Pirate's Code to apply, and you're not. And thirdly, the code is more what you call "guidelines" than actual rules. [smiles] Welcome aboard the Black Pearl, Miss Turner!

Will Turner: How is it that Jack came by that compass?
Mr. Gibbs: Not a lot's known about Jack Sparrow 'fore he showed up in Tortuga with a mind to go after the treasure of the Isla de Muerta. That was before I met him, back when he was captain of the Black Pearl.
Will Turner: What!? He failed to mention that.
Mr. Gibbs: He plays things closer to the vest now, a hard-learned lesson it was. You see, three days out on the venture, the first mate tells him that everything's in equal share. That should mean the location of the treasure too, so Jack gives up the bearings. That night, there was a mutiny. They marooned Jack on an island and left him to die, but not before he'd gone mad with the heat.
Will Turner: Oh... so that's the reason for all the...[Imitates Jack's odd moves]
Mr. Gibbs: Reason's got nothing to do with it. Now Will, when a pirate's marooned, he's given a pistol with a single shot. One shot. Well, that won't do much good hunting or to be rescued. But after three weeks of a starving belly and thirst, that pistol will start to look real friendly. But Jack, he escaped the island, and he still has that single shot. Oh, but he won't use it though, save on one man. His mutinous first mate.
Will Turner: Barbossa?
Mr. Gibbs: Aye.
Will Turner: How did Jack get off the island?
Mr. Gibbs: Well, I tell ye. He waded out in the shallows and he waited there three days and three nights, 'til all manner of sea creatures 'came acclimated to his presence. And on the fourth morning, he roped himself a couple of sea turtles, lashed 'em together, and made a raft.
Will Turner: [skeptically] He roped a couple of sea turtles?
Mr. Gibbs: Aye, sea turtles!
Will Turner: ...What did he use for rope?
[Mr. Gibbs pauses, uncertain.]
[They look up and see Jack.]
Jack Sparrow: Human hair. From my back.

Will Turner: What code is Gibbs to keep to if the worst should happen?
Jack Sparrow: Pirate's Code. "Any man who falls behind is left behind."
Will Turner: No heroes amongst thieves, eh?
Jack Sparrow: You know, for having such a bleak outlook on pirates, you're well on your way to be coming one. Sprung a man from jail, commandeered a ship of the Fleet, sailed with a buccaneer crew out of Tortuga. [sees Will looking at coins shining in water] And you're completely obsessed with treasure.
Will Turner: That's not true, I'm not obsessed with treasure.
Jack Sparrow: Not all treasure's silver and gold, mate.

[Jack wakes up on a small island and notices that something is burning. He stands up and sees Elizabeth throwing Jack's stash into a fire]
Jack Sparrow: No! Not good! STOP! Not good! What are you doing?! You've burned all the food, the shade...the rum!
Elizabeth: Yes, the rum is gone!
Jack Sparrow: 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 there is even the slightest chance that they won't see it?!
Jack Sparrow: [as if Elizabeth hadn't said anything] But...why is the rum gone?
Elizabeth: [huffs and sits down on the beach] Just wait, Captain Sparrow. Give it an hour, maybe two, keep a weather eye open, and there'll be white sails on that horizon!
Jack Sparrow: [walking to the other end of the island, mocking Elizabeth] "It must have been terrible for you, Jack, must have been terrible-" Well, it bloody is now! [sees Norrington's ship offshore] There'll be no living with her after this.

Jack Sparrow: You, sailor.
Mr. Gibbs: Cotton, sir.
Jack Sparrow: Mr. Cotton. Do you have the courage and fortitude to follow orders and stay true in the face of danger and almost certain death? [Pause] Mr. Cotton! Answer, man!
Mr. Gibbs: He's a mute, sir. Poor devil had his tongue cut out, so he trained the parrot to talk for him... no one's yet figured how.
Jack Sparrow: [Hesitates for a moment] Mr. Cotton's... parrot. Same question.
Parrot: [squawk] Wind in the sails! Wind in the sails!
Mr. Gibbs: [pause] Mostly, we figure that means 'yes.'
Jack Sparrow: Of course it does. [to Will] Satisfied?
Will Turner: Well, you've proven they're mad.

Jack Sparrow: Anamaria.
[Anamaria slaps him.]
Will Turner: [to Jack] I suppose you didn't deserve that one either?
Jack Sparrow: No, that one I deserved.
Anamaria: You stole my boat!
Jack Sparrow: Actually–
[She slaps him again.]
Jack Sparrow: Borrowed! Borrowed, without permission- but with every intention of bringing it back!
Anamaria: But you didn't!
Jack Sparrow: You'll get another one!
Anamaria: I will.
Will Turner: [jumping in] A better one!
Jack Sparrow: [helplessly agreeing] A better one!
Will Turner: [pointing to the Interceptor] That one!
Jack Sparrow: What one? [Will nods towards it] [angrily] That one?! [thinks quickly then turns to Anamaria, calmly] Aye, that one!

I think we've all arrived at a very special place; spiritually ... ecumenically ... grammatically.

Elizabeth: Commodore, do you really intend to kill my rescuer?
Norrington: [offers handshake] I believe a thanks is in order. [finds P-shaped brand scar] Had a brush with the East India Trading Company, did we?...Pirate?
Governor Swann: Hang him!
Norrington: Keep your guns on him men; Gillette, fetch some irons. [pulls sleeve up higher, revealing sparrow tattoo on Jack's arm] Well, well. Jack Sparrow, isn't it?
Sparrow: Captain Jack Sparrow.
Norrington: Well, I don't see your ship... Captain.
Sparrow: I'm in the market. As it were.
Mullroy: He said he was to commandeer one. [turns to Murtogg] I told you he was tellin' the truth!

Lieutenant Groves: That's got to be the best pirate I've ever seen.
Norrington: [Angrily, through his teeth] So it would seem.
Pintel: We know you're 'ere, poppet!
Ragetti: P-poppet.
Pintel: Come out...and we promise we won't hurt you.
Ragetti: Eh? [points to his nose, then points downward]
Pintel: We will find you, poppet. You've got somethin' of ours, and it calls to us.
[Silence, then Pintel speaks.]
Pintel: The gold calls to us.
Ragetti: G-gold...
[A few seconds later, Pintel peeks inside the closet door Elizabeth is hiding behind.]
Pintel: [grinning] 'Ello, poppet.
Pintel: [talking to Will] No reason to fret, just a prick in the finger, few drops of blood...
Twigg: No mistakes this time; he's only half Turner. We spill it all!
Pintel: ...Guess there is reason to fret.

Jack Sparrow: That is the child of Bootstrap Bill Turner. His only child. Savvy?
Mr. Gibbs: Is he now? 'Leverage,' says you. 'I think I feel a change in the wind,' says I. I'll find us a crew. There's bound to be some sailors on this rock crazy as you.
Jack Sparrow: One can only hope. Take what you can.
Mr. Gibbs: Give nothin' back.

Barbossa: You expect to leave me standin' on some beach with nothing but a name and your word it's the one I need and watch you sail away on my ship?
Jack Sparrow: No. I expect to leave you standing on some beach with absolutely no name at all, watching me sail away on my ship, and then... I'll shout the name back to you. Savvy?
Barbossa: But that still leaves us with the problem of me standin' on some beach with naught but a name and your word it's the one I need.
Jack Sparrow: Of the two of us, I am the only one who hasn't committed mutiny, therefore, my word is the one we'll be trusting. Although, I s'pose I should be thanking you because, in fact, if you hadn't betrayed me and left me to die, I would have an equal share in that curse, same as you. [bites into an apple, smiling] Funny ol' world, innit?

[Jack is still somewhat dopey from being knocked unconscious by Will; the pirates prepare to riddle him with bullets.]
Pintel: You're supposed to be dead!
Jack Sparrow: [Blinks confusedly] Am I not? [Sees that he's surrounded] Palulay! [pauses, then tries again] Pah-lah-lah-loo-loo...
[The pirates pause, confused.]
Jack Sparrow: Par-li-li, Par...snip, par...sley, puh- partner, partner, par-
Ragetti: Parley?
[Pintel glares at him.]
Jack Sparrow: Yeah! That's the one; parley! [calling out] Parley!
Pintel: [looking at Ragetti] Parley?! [looks up at Jack and aims his pistol at him] Damn to the depths with whoever invented parley!
Jack Sparrow: That would be the French.