Pirates of the Caribbean: On Stranger Tides Page #4

- Nay !

Gentlemen, I shall not ask any more of any

man than what that man can deliver.

But I do ask this. Are we not kings men ?

- Aye.

- On the kings mission ?

I did not notice any fear in the eyes of

the Spanish as they passed us by.

- Are we not kings men ?

- Aye !

Hands aloft and bear away. Stay on ahead

to Whitecap Bay.

Hola.

- Come, little drink.

- Wine, music, candle light...

I think we've traveled down this road

before, Jack.

Yes, we have.

I remember it well.

Winding, twisting, turning, gyrating,

writhing...incessant writhing.

You recall Saint Dominic ?

La Martinique. I tried to kill you

in St. Dominique.

??

Hardly appropriate for a first mate.

Was I the first ? I've often wondered.

You can be so charming when you want

something, Jack.

The trick is finding out what.

Truth, then, at least.

Blackbeard has served his purpose, you

and I can go to the fountain together.

Where we shall bath one another in equal shares

of fame and other assorted debaucheries.

And I tell you the ritual of the fountain.

Yes, the profane ritual.

Can I trust you, Jack?

I need you on this side.

Ah my dearest Angelica.

You and I are as thick as thieves as love.

Tell me the rules.

Water from the fountain of youth...

The simmering tear of a mermaid.

- The silver chalices of Ponce de Leon.

- Uh huh.

- With these items...

- Yes ?

With these items, you may take all

the years of life from another.

- Eh ?

- You know what this means?

We cannot go alone, you and I.

The ritual requires a victim.

- That is unfortunate.

- That's love.

I find my desire for the Fountain greatly

lessened.

But there is something on board you do want.

What about Blackbeard ?

He's in the chart room. We have to be quick.

He keeps each ship as a prize.

You help me, and I promise you

your pick.

Though I think I know the one you will chose.

The Black Pearl in a bottle ?

Why is the Black Pearl in a bottle?

That's even more annoying in miniature.

- Do we have a deal, Jack?

- Angelica, I know you.

You are not going to steal the life of some innocent man.

What about the one taking one.

I need years, Jack. Not for me.

For my father.

I am, truly the daughter of Blackbeard.

- You've fallen for you own con.

- No, he is my father.

The lies I told you were not lies.

- You lied to me by telling me the truth?

- Yes.

That's very good. May I use that ?

- I'm sure you will anyway.

- Of course I will.

So will you not give up this quest ?

I want a father, Jack.

I haven't had one.

Angelica...

Your father, Blackbeard...

He is evil and he will kill you. Given

the chance.

He cannot be saved.

And who are you to set the limits on

redemption ?

You stole years of my life, Jack. You owe me.

And you are en-route to getting yourself

killed.

And I am not inclined to stand by and watch.

Whitecap Bay!

All hands on deck. Take to the long boat.

Lay em out flat. No tangles.

Make em look pretty for out dainty guest.

We're gonna need light. A lot of light.

Come !

Smell that ? Whale oil. Stuff burns like

a miracle from god.

Can you make it work?

It's made by the English. Let's not

get our hopes up.

?? moon in the ?? of the new one. The

rest of the summer.

Perfect for hunting a mermaids tears.

- We're doomed. They be drawn to man made light.

Sharks!

Worse than sharks, boy.

There'll be mermaids upon us within the

hour. You mark my words.

And we're the bait.

I heard it said that the kiss from a

mermaid can save a sailor from drowning.

Don't be a fool.

Mermaids are all female son, and lovely

as the dream of heaven.

But when it comes time to churn butter,

so to speak...

They snatch a sailor out of a boat, or

off the deck of a ship. Have their way.

Then the sailors are pulled to bottom.

And drowned. Aint it ?

Sometimes, the other way around.

- Sing.

- What ?

They like to 'ear singing.

(singing)

Louder!

(continues singing louder)

(all join in singing)

(singing faintly)

Lord save me.

No look...look there.

- You'll scare her off!

- Aye, and good riddance!

Can you talk ?

Yes.

You're beautiful.

- Are you the one who sings?

- Aye.

Are you my jolly sailor bold ?

Aye, that I'll be.

Scrum. Comport yourself.

Boys. There ain't much been given to me in

my brief, miserable life. There's a truth in it.

But by god. I'll have it said that Scrum had

himself a kiss from a proper mermaid !

(Tamara singing)

Out upon it. It has begun!

- Light em up.

- Master your courage.

Drive em to shore !

Netting to the water!

Quickly !

Retreat all to land. For you lives.

Retreat, I say!

Cowards ! Back in the water !

There'll be no refuge on land. Upon my word.

Come on!

We got one!

I'm in love!

Take the wounded. See if you can

find one mermaid still alive.

Come give a hand.

Well done, sailor.

Did everyone see that ? Cause I will not

be doing it again.

Back to the ship. We head for protected

cove. Now.

- Ooh. Is that...

- Mermaid.

- Give up this madness now.

- I cannot.

Ever walk on the beach, look back and

see your footsteps in the sand ?

It's like that, except the footsteps

lie before me.

- A footstep, actually.

- Whitecap Bay sir?

We must hasten.

We travel by foot. Gibbs, I require

a heading.

- But, sir, the men.

- They be dead already.

- But the sound, dammit.

- Is that so ?

But I hear nothing but seagulls nesting.

What is it that you hear, Mr. Groves?

Seagulls...nesting. Nothing more.

Heading, Gibbs?

My God.

Your head, or me heading. I'll have me one

or t'other. I don't care which.

All hands fore-ward !

- It's up to you now, Sparrow.

- Was that really necessary ?

Best you not know the exact whereabouts of

my ship. I be a cautious man.

So be I.

What I want first.

Is Ponce De Leon's ship.

- Why is it we've got to bring her along ?

- Because tears don't keep. We need them fresh.

What was the ritual, again ?

Water from the fountain and a mermaids tear ?

And two silver chalices. One cup

with a tear, one without.

So one with a tear and water in both.

Quite complicated, is it not?

Both get water. One gets a tear.

The person who drinks the water with the

tear gets all the years of life from the other.

How many years ?

All the years that they have lived.

And they could have lived.

If fate had been kinder.

Clergyman. On the off chance that this

is not their will for me...

I would like it noted, here and now, that I am

fully prepared to believe in whatever I must.

So that I may be welcomed into that place

where all the goodie goodies get to go.

- Savvy ?

- We have a word for that, Jack.

- You can convert.

- I was thinking more of an as needed basis.

- Quarter master.

- Aye.

She cannot breathe.

- She has water.

- She needs air !

- Open this.

- She will escape.

- You're killing her.

- I support the missionaries position.

See?

Onward !

Just as I thought. Not this way.

- This is the way, isn't it ?

- Of course it is. But we should go around to the east.

That would take us out of the path of

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