Send this pestilent, traitorous, cow-hearted, yeasty codpiece to the brig.
Most scenes together: Captain Jack Sparrow & Captain Barbossa (9), Captain Barbossa & Elizabeth Swann (5), Ragetti & Pintel (5)
Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End quotes
Page 5 of 17And that was without even a single drop of rum.
They're just giving the bloody title away now!
Because Barbossa was only dead. Jack Sparrow is taken, body and soul, to a place not of death but punishment. De worst fate a person can bring 'pon himself... stretching on forever...dat's what awaits at Davy Jone's locker.
: To what? To "Nine Pieces of Whatever-We-Happen-to-Have-in-Our-Pockets-at-the-Time"? Oh yes, that sounds very piratey.
I'm a little busy at the moment!
To confirm your lordship and right to be heard, present now your Pieces-of-Eight, my fellow captains!
Those aren't pieces-of-eight... they're just pieces of junk!
Aye, the original plan was to use Nine Pieces-of-Eight to bind Calypso, but when the First Court met, the Brethren were to a one skint broke.
So change the name.
What? To "Nine Pieces of Whatever-We-Have-In-Our-Pockets-At-The-Time"? Oh yes, that sounds very piratey.
Regarding the Brethren Court, no doubt? [Takes the glass of brandy offered by Beckett and steals the other] In exchange for fair compensation...[Drinks down one glass] square my debt with Jones...[Drinks down the other glass] guarantee my freedom?
Of course. It's just good business.
And what would I, if I were in a divulgatory mood, might I divulge?
Everything. Where are the Brethren Court meeting? Who are the Pirate Lords? [Whispering intently into Jack's ear] What is the purpose of the Nine Pieces of Eight?
You can keep Barbossa. The belligerent homoculous and his friend with the wooden eye, both, and Turner. Especially Turner. The rest go with me aboard the Pearl, and I will hand you Shipwreck Cove and you will not hand me to Jones.
And what becomes of Miss Swann?
...What importance is she to you?
You know, Jack, I just remembered I have this wonderful compass that points to anything I want, so for what do I require you? [Holds up the magic compass]
It points to the thing you want the most, and that is not the Brethren Court, is it?
Then what is, Jack?
Me...dead.
Damn! [He tosses the compass back to Jack. Jack tosses the fan back to Beckett] Although, if I kill you, then I can use the compass to find, Shipwreck Cove, is it? On my own. [Points a pistol at Jack] Cut out the middle man, as it were.
With me dead, you'd arrive at Shipwreck Cove, and find it is a fortress nigh impregnable, able to withstand blockade for years, and then you'd be wishing, "Oh, if only there was someone that I had not killed inside to make sure that the pirates come outside."
And you can do all this?
You may kill me, but you will never insult me. Who am I? [Beckett shrugs like he doesn't know. Jack gives him a look of stupefied confusion] I'm Captain Jack Sparrow! [The Endeavour suddenly shakes from cannon fire hitting it. Beckett reels against his desk. Jack quickly shakes his hand] Done!
Can't spot it. It must be a tiny thing hiding somewhere behind the Pearl.
Halt there, or we'll shoot! [He and Murtogg point mini-cannons at Jack, but are visibly shaken by blast from the outer fight]
Good one. Just come to get my effects! [looks around at the two] ... Admirable though it may be, why are you here when you could be elsewhere?
Somebody has to stay and guard the chest. [points the cannon back at the chest]
There's no question, there's been a breakdown in military discipline aboard this vessel.
I blame the fish-people.
Oh, so fish-people, by dint of being fish-people, automatically aren't as disciplined as non-fish people?
Seems contributory, is all I'm suggesting.
It is true, if there were no fish-people, there'd be no need to guard the chest.
And if there were no chest, we wouldn't need to be here to guard it.
[both realize that the chest is gone, and the apparent danger they're in]
Up is down. Well that's just maddeningly unhelpful. Why are these things never clear?
Clear as mud, Jackie.
What, eh?
Stab the heart!
No, Don't stab the heart!
Come again?
The Dutchman must have a captain.
Well, that's even more than less than unhelpful.
Sail the seas for eternity.
What about port?
I prefer rum. Rum's good.
Making port.
Where we can get rum and salty wenches... once every ten years.
What'd he say?
Once every ten years.
Ten years is a long time, mate...
Even longer given the deficit of rum.
But eternity is longer still.
And how will you be spending it, dead? Or not?
The Immortal Captain Sparrow.
Oh, I like that!
Come sunset, it won't matter.
Not sunset...Sundown! And rise... up! [begins running back and forth between the sides of the ship.]