Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides Page #3

Aye. I signed up to sail under Jack Sparrow.

Not some pretender.

And a lady at that.

- A mention was failed to be made to this uncanny crew.

- Made my toes curl, it do.

- I got em. All of them.

- Well done !

On to it then. Blackbeard. What are his habits ?

- Stays most in his cabin.

- That's right. My lady crews cabin.

- Yes, but when he comes out.

- Don't really come out.

- Must come out some time !

- Not really, no. Ain't seen him. Never.

- Any of you sailed with him before ?

- No, never.

- Any of you seen him before ?

- Not really, no.

Stays in his cabin. No ones sailed with

him, seen him.

Good news, gentlemen!

This is not Blackbeard's ship.

- This is not the Queen Anne's Revenge.

- This be the Queen Anne's Revenge right enough.

- How do you know?

- I seen the name, on the back of the ship.

Gentlemen, sailors, fellow conscriptees.

You have been monstrously deceived.

- We are decepted then !

- Yes.

You've nay been informed of the destination.

Death lies before us, as we sail...for

the Fountain of Youth.

- Might be a sorry fate, mates.

- For certain.

Unless. We take the ship.

We take the ship then. Now !

Go on then.

Jack...

If this is a dream, you can keep the

sword and boots on.

- If it's not...

- It's a dream !

No it's not.

I thought I should give you fair warning.

We're taking the ship.

- (yelling in Spanish ?)

- Nothing personal !

Stay out of it.

??

You're either with us or against us!

I'm not with you. Neither am I against you!

- Can he do that ?

- He's religious. I believe it's required.

Fight to the bitter end you cack-headed jackeye ??

Take him men and tie him down tight.

The ship is ours!

Gentlemen.

I be placed in a bewilderment.

There I were...resting...

And upon a sudden, I hear an ungodly row on deck.

Sailors abandon their posts without

orders and without leave.

Men before the mast. Taking the ship

for themselves.

Would be that mutiny, mate?

Mutiny, Captain!

- Again ?

- Mutiny !

Aye, mutiny.

And what fate befalls mutineers ?

Now we know the answer to that, do we not.

Mutineers...

Hang !

Captain, I wish to report a mutiny.

- I can name fingers and point names.

- No need, Mr. Sparrow.

They are sheep, you their shepherd.

Have I mentioned sir, what a lovely

daughter you have.

A pitying last sight for a doomed soul.

Forgive me father. We need him.

If I don't kill a man every now and then,

they forget who I am.

- Coward !

- Hmm ?

They do not forget. Your crew sees you for

the miscreant you are.

A coward, no matter how many you slay.

Twice in one day, I find myself in

a bewilderment.

You are not bewildered. You are afraid.

You do not walk the path of righteousness

the way of the light.

No, sir, the truth is it be much simpler

than all that. I'm a bad man.

That too.

- I might have to kill you too, catechist

- No!

- All Latin blood, like her mother.

- Father, I beg you!

Ah, there I be again. Forgetting why

the missionary is here.

My daughter, fears for my soul, or what's

left of it.

You truly wish to save me, my child ?

Every soul can be saved.

- Is that true, young clergy ?

- Yes.

Though you I see as a bit of a long shot.

Still I pray for every unfortunate soul

on this hell-bound vessel.

You disarm me with your faith.

Eight bells. Which of you unfortunate

souls stood watch ?

- I did. I stood watch.

- Hmm Hmm. Gunner ?

- You?

- Aye.

Aye. The cook. Perfect.

Row the long boat.

Bring her about.

- Why do you do this?

- Mutiny. Our laws be clear.

Our laws allow the captain to show leniency.

I've given this man a chance to

determine his fate.

A gift not afforded to all.

A chance to show the worth of your prayers.

Pray he be delivered from...evil ?

Port speed.

Give that man a chance! Give yourself

a chance!

You know when I feel closest to our maker ?

When I see suffering, pain and anguish.

That's when the true desire of his will is revealed.

And I see it revealed when in times of hardship

and tragedy...

...kindness and compassion are shown

to those in need.

Perhaps you should pray for him to be

unharmed, yeah ?

- Please,there's still hope.

- Again !

I actually have no interest in the fountain

whatsoever, so...

...if your heart is set, you may drop

me off anywhere you like.

That'll be all, quarter master.

Your words surround you like fog. Make

you hard to see.

And what of you, the mighty Blackbeard ?

Beheaded, they say.

Still your body swam three times

around your ship and climbed back on board.

And here you are, running scared.

- Scared ?

- To the fountain.

The quarter master sees things before

they happen.

He has foreseen my death. And so the

fates have spoken.

The threads of destiny, woven.

You have a ridiculously high regard for fate.

- Fate. And you?

- Me?

I'm skeptical of predicting any future

which includes me.

It'd be foolish to battle fate. But I'd be

tempted to cheat it.

I will reach the fountain. You will lead me.

That knife will serve you no better

than the mutiny you devised.

Mutiny served me well. It gained me an

audience with you.

Aye.

To warn you.

Regarding your first mate. Who pretends

to be persons she is not.

Do tell.

She is not your daughter.

Yes, she has my flesh and blood

Sir. The woman is consummate in the art

of deception.

I know, as I mostly unwittingly, set

her on her wicked path.

Though I cannot claim credit for her

existing abundance of natural talent.

Angelica. My beloved daughter. The one

true good thing I've done in this life.

And you claim to be the one who corrupted her?

Sir. What she is, is pure evil.

More to be feared than a wild beast. Hungry

wild beast, with gnashing teeth.

Vengeful hungry from Hell beast...

- Father !

- Sweetness !

No need to hurt him father. He will help us.

Won't you, Jack?

You see, even now she tends to your welfare.

Giving lie to the claims you make of her.

You will lead us to the fountain ! Yes ?

Put another way. If I, do not make it

to the fountain in time...

Neither will you.

I'll have a wee look see at those charts

right away. Shall I ?

Sir.

Aye.

Captain, sir. I am unhappy to report

rumors, sir among the crew...

...as to our destination.

Shut your trap and make way.

- That's the way of it then ?

- No disrespect, sir.

What do the men fear ? Say it ! Speak

the words !

- Whitecap Bay.

- Aye, Whitecap Bay.

And every worthless seaman fears the

name. And rightly so.

Though few know why or dare to ask.

Be the stories true ?

Say what robs you of your staunch heart, Gibbs,

or forever leave it to wilder fears of fantasy.

- Mermaids, Captain.

- Aye, mermaids.

Sea ghouls. Devil fish. Dreadful in hunger

for flesh of man.

Mermaid waters. That we'll pass.

Cling to your soul Gibbs, if mermaids

be given to take the rest.

To the bone.

Steady ! Steady men ! Find your courage.

- Or be ready to purpose your fear.

- Save yourselves !

- Man overboard !

- Nay, a deserter!

- Come about !

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