Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl Page #7

- Because it was Mr. Sparrow who said it.

You think he wasn't telling the truth?

Hear me out, mate.

Order your men to row out to the

Dauntless, they do what they do best,

Robert's your uncle, Fanny's your

aunt... There you are with two ships.

The makings of your own fleet.

You'll take the grandest as your

flagship and who's to argue?

But what of the Pearl?

Name me captain, I'll sail under your

colors and give you 10% of me plunder

and you get to introduce yourself

as Commodore Barbossa. Savvy?

And in exchange you want me

not to kill the whelp.

Not at all. By all means,

kill the whelp. Just not yet.

Wait to lift the curse

until the opportune moment.

For instance...

after you've killed Norrington's men.

Every...

last...

one.

You've planned this ever since

you learned my name.

Yeah.

I want 50% of your plunder.

- 15.

- 40.

I'll buy you the hat.

A really big one.

Commodore.

We have an accord.

All hands to the boats!

Apologies. You give the orders.

Gents... take a walk!

Not to the boats?

Hold fire.

This is like what the Greeks

done at Troy.

Except they was in a horse,

instead of dresses. Wooden horse.

A moment, please.

Elizabeth?

I want you to know I believe you made

a very good decision today.

Couldn't be more proud of you.

But a good decision, if made for the

wrong reasons, can be a wrong decision.

Lieutenant.

Elizabeth?

Are you there?

Are you even listening to me?

What have you done?

Stop that! I already feel like a fool.

You look nice, though.

I look nice?

I must admit, Jack, I thought

I had you figured

but it turns out you're

a hard man to predict.

I'm dishonest. And a dishonest man

you can trust to be dishonest.

Honestly, it's the honest ones

you want to watch out for.

You can never predict when they're going

to do something incredibly... stupid.

You're off the edge of the map, mate.

Here there be monsters!

Right.

What would you eat first?

We should decide now so we're ready

when the time comes.

What was that?

Miss Elizabeth!

Make for the ship! Move!

To the ship!

Row, men!

You can't beat me, Jack.

That's interesting.

I couldn't resist, mate.

Sorry!

What now, Jack Sparrow?

Are we to be two immortals, locked

in an epic battle until Judgment Day?

Or you could surrender.

All of you with me. Will is in that cave

and we must save him.

Ready, and... heave!

I need your help. Come on!

Any port in a storm.

Cotton's right. We've got the Pearl.

- Are you gonna leave Jack?

- Jack owes us a ship.

- There's the Code to consider.

- The Code?

You're pirates. Hang the Code

and hang the rules!

They're more like guidelines.

Bloody pirates!

Is it supposed to be doing that?

They're stealing our ship.

Bloody pirates!

Boarders away.

Come on!

Me eye!

I'll teach you the meaning of pain.

You like pain?

Try wearing a corset.

Whose side is Jack on?

At the moment?

No fair!

Ten years you carry that pistol

and now you waste your shot.

He didn't waste it.

I feel...

cold.

Parley?

- The ship is ours, gentlemen.

- Huzzah!

Huzzah! Huzzah!

We should return to the Dauntless.

Your fianc will want to know

you're safe.

If you were waiting

for the opportune moment...

that was it.

Now, I'd be much obliged

if you'd drop me off at my ship.

I'm sorry, Jack.

They done what's right by them.

Can't expect more than that.

Jack Sparrow...

Captain Jack Sparrow.

...for your crimes against the Crown.

Said crimes being numerous in quantity

and sinister in nature.

The most egregious of these

to be cited herewith:

Piracy, smuggling...

This is wrong.

Commodore Norrington is bound

by the law, as are we all.

...impersonating an officer

of the Spanish Royal Navy,

impersonating a cleric

of the Church of England,

sailing under false colors,

arson, kidnapping, looting,

poaching, brigandage, pilfering,

depravity, depredation

and general lawlessness.

For these crimes, you are sentenced

to be hung by the neck until dead.

May God have mercy on your soul.

Governor Swann.

Commodore.

Elizabeth.

I should have told you every day

from the moment I met you...

I love you.

Watch yourself!

Marines!

I can't breathe.

Elizabeth!

Move!

I thought we might have to endure

some ill-conceived escape attempt,

but not from you.

On our return to Port Royal,

I granted you clemency.

And this is how you thank me?

By throwing in your lot with him?

- He's a pirate.

- And a good man.

If this means the hangman will earn two

pairs of boots instead of one, so be it.

My conscience will be clear.

You forget your place, Turner.

It's right here, between you and Jack.

- As is mine.

- Elizabeth.

Lower your weapons.

Put them down!

So this is where your heart truly lies?

It is.

I'm feeling good about this.

We've all arrived at a special place.

Spiritually, ecumenically,

grammatically.

I want you to know

that I was rooting for you, mate.

Know that.

Elizabeth.

It would never have worked

between us, darling.

I'm sorry.

Will.

Nice hat.

Friends.

This is the day that you will always

remember as the day that...

Idiot. He's nowhere to go

but back to the noose.

Sail ho!

What's your plan of action?

Sir!

Perhaps on the rare occasion,

pursuing the right course

demands an act of piracy.

Piracy itself can be the right course.

Mr. Turner.

I will accept the consequences

of my actions.

This is a beautiful sword.

I expect the man who made it

to show the same care and devotion

in every aspect of his life.

Thank you.

Commodore! What about Sparrow?

I think we can afford to give him

one day's head start.

So...

This is the path you've chosen, is it?

After all, he is a blacksmith.

No.

He's a pirate.

Thought you were supposed

to keep to the Code?

We figured they were more

actual... guidelines.

Thank you.

Captain Sparrow.

The Black Pearl is yours.

On deck, you scabrous dogs! Hands

to braces! Let go and haul to run free!

Now... bring me that horizon.

And really bad eggs

Drink up, me hearties. Yo ho!

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