|Humorous Scripts: Pirates of the
Ted Elliott &
Pirates of the Caribbean - DEAD MAN'S CHEST
[view looking straight down at rolling swells, sound of wind
and thunder, then a low heartbeat]
[teacups on a table in the rain]
[sheet music on music stands in the rain]
[bouquet of white orchids, Elizabeth sitting in the rain holding
[men rowing, men on horseback, to the sound of thunder]
[EITC logo on flag blowing in the wind]
[many rowboats are entering the harbor]
[Elizabeth sitting alone, at a distance]
[marines running, kick a door in]
[a mule is seen on the left in the barn where the marines enter]
[Liz looking over her shoulder]
[Elizabeth drops her bouquet]
[Will is in manacles, being escorted by red coats]
[Elizabeth runs to Will]
Why is this happening?
I don't know. You look beautiful.
I think it's bad luck for the groom
to see the bride before the wedding.
[marines cross their long axes to bar Governor from entering]
[Beckett, in white hair and curls, is standing with Mercer]
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
Governor Weatherby Swann, it's been
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
His Lord now... actually.
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
In fact, I *do*. Mister Mercer! The
warrant for the arrest of one William
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
Oh, is it? That's annoying. My mistake.
On what charges?
[Beckett takes another document from Mercer, who is standing
with Beckett, craggy face and pony tail]
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
Ah-ha! Here's the one for William Turner.
And I have another one for a Mister
James Norrington. Is he present?
*What are the charges?*
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
I don't believe that's the answer to
the question I asked.
Lord Beckett! In the category of questions
We are under the jurisdiction of the
King's governor of Port Royal, and you
will tell us what we are charged with.
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
For which the punishment, regrettably,
is *also* death. Perhaps you remember
a certain pirate named Jack Sparrow.
*Captain* Jack Sparrow.
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
Captain Jack Sparrow. Yes, I thought
[views of rigging ropes and blocks aboard a ship at night]
[Gibbs walks the deck alone at night, singing and drinking from
Fifteen men on a dead man's chest.
Yo ho ho, and a *bottle* of rum. Drink
and the devil had done for the rest.
Yo ho ho, and a *bottle* of rum. Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!
[a bell tolls, Gibbs is interrupted from his drinking by the
[Gibbs looks up to see a flock of crows flying in the foggy night
[tolling of bells, camera pans to show the crows flying toward
a coastal island]
[pinnacle-like island off the coast at night, connected to the
mainland by thin, lighted bridge]
[cages with men inside line the bridge]
[prisoners are being marched across the bridge]
[a male prisoner with bloody legs is muttering, and is dragged
across the bridge by guards]
[a crow is seen reflected in the eye of one male prisoner in
a cage, the crow attacks and pecks his eye out, he screams]
[the prisoner who was being dragged is taken down a hatch-like
door in the ground, he also screams]
[rocky shoreline, lit with torches]
[men toss caskets into the sea]
[numerous caskets are floating out to sea, vertical streaks in
the distant clouds are seen]
[a crow lands on one casket, begins pecking at the top]
[sudden gunblast from inside the casket blows the crow away,
along with much wood]
[hand holding flintlock pistol emerges, pans about, points it
at audience for a moment]
[Jack breaks out of the top of the casket, puts his captain's
[Jack breaks the skeleton's leg off]
Mind if we make a little side trip?
I didn't think so.
[Jack uses the skeleton leg as an oar, rows toward the full moon
and a waiting ship in the distance to the right of the moon]
[Jack arrives at the Black Pearl in his coffin rowboat]
[Gibbs holds out his hand to help Jack aboard, Jack puts the
skeleton leg in Gibbs' hand]
[Cotton drapes a coat onto Jack's back]
Not *quite* according to plan.
Complications arose, ensued, were overcome.
You got what you went in for, then?
Captain, I think the crew, meaning me
as well, were expecting something a
bit more... *shiny*. What with the Isla
de Muerta going all pear shaped, reclaimed
by the sea, and the treasure with it.
And the Royal Navy chasing us all around
And the hurricane!
All in all, it's seems some time since
we did a speck of honest pirating.
Is that how you're all feeling, then?
Perhaps dear old Jack is not serving
your best interests as captain?
Awk! Walk the plank!
[Jack grabs his pistol and points it at the bird]
What did the bird say?
Do not blame the bird. Show us what
is on that piece of cloth there.
[the monkey snarls, seizes the cloth, scampers off with it]
[Jack attempts to shoot the monkey with his pistol, his pistol
[Jack grabs a pistol from another crewman and blasts the monkey
while it's on the deck]
[the monkey drops the cloth, but is unharmed, and scurries into
Know that don't do no good.
It does me.
[Marty picks up the cloth that the monkey dropped]
It's a key!
No! Much more better. It is a *drawing*
of a key.
[Jack holds up the cloth, the crew crowd forward]
[Among the crew:
Chinese man, black man with a black
beard, white bearded man with large
Gentlemen, what do keys do?
Keys... unlock... *things*?
And whatever this key unlocks, *inside*
there's something valuable. So, we're
setting out to find whatever this key
No! If we don't have the key, we can't
open whatever it is we don't have that
it unlocks. So what purpose would be
served in finding whatever need be unlocked,
which we don't have, without first having
found the key what unlocks it?
So - We're going after this key!
You're not making any sense at all.
Any more questions?
So... Do we have a heading?
Hah! A heading. Set sail in a... mmm...
a general... in *that* way - direction.
Come on, snap to and make sail, you
know how this works. Come on, ?oy/?quick,
[Marty and Gibbs gather alone by the railing]
Have you noticed lately... The captain
seems to be actin' a bit strange...
Settin' sail without knowing his own
headin'? Somethin's got Jack vexed.
Mark my words, what bodes ill for Jack
Sparrow bodes ill for us all.
[the Black Pearl is shown at night in a thunderstorm]
PORT ROYAL: EITC HEADQUARTERS
[a painter is painting a detail on a mural of a world map]
[a guard brings Will in manacles into Beckett's office]
Lord Beckett. The prisoner as ordered,
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
Those won't be necessary.
[Will's manacles are removed]
[Beckett pours some liquor]
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
The East India Trading Company has need
of your services. We wish for you to
act as our agent in a business transaction
with our mutual friend: Captain Sparrow.
More acquaintance than friend. How do
you know him?
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
We've had dealings in the past. And
we've each left our mark... on the other.
What mark did he leave on you?
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
By your efforts Jack Sparrow was set
free. I would like you to go to him,
and recover a certain property in his
Recover. At the point of a sword?
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
[Beckett goes over to a wooden box on a table and opens it]
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
Letters of Marque. You will offer what
amounts to a full pardon. Jack will
be free, a privateer in the employ of
Somehow I doubt Jack will consider employment
the same as being free.
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
Freedom. Jack Sparrow is a dying breed.
The world is shrinking, the blank pages
of the map filled in. Jack must find
his place in the new world or perish.
Not unlike you, Mister Turner. You and
your fiancée face the hangman's noose.
So you get both Jack *and* the Black
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
The Black Pearl?
The property you want that he possesses.
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
A ship? Hardly. The item in question's
considerably smaller and far more valuable.
Something Sparrow keeps on his person
at all times. A compass. Ah, you know
it. Bring back that Compass, or there's
[Jack is using calipers on a map, using his left hand, a "P"
brand mark is seen on his right arm]
[an hourglass is in the background, Jack taps the Compass]
[Jack looks in his bottle, turns the bottle upside-down, only
a few drops spill out]
Why is the rum always gone?
[Jack rises to his feet, staggers]
[Jack picks up his hat off the top of a globe]
Oh! *That's* why.
[Jack walks past the crew sleeping on hammocks, Jack is carrying
[some of the crew are snoring, and Cotton is among those sleeping]
As you were, gents.
[Jack goes downstairs to the hold, an animal bleats, Jack unlocks
the door, goes in]
[Jack sees eerie filter feeder creatures festooning a beam of
[Jack spots a rack of bottles, with the bottles stored sideways
like in a wine rack]
[Jack pulls a sideways bottle from the rack]
[Jack pours sand out of the bottle]
[Jack drops bottle of rum in fright, the bottle breaks on the
[Jack walks over to see who spoke]
Bootstrap. Bill Turner.
[Bootstrap looks up from where he's sitting on a barrel, crabs
scuttle across his face]
Is this a dream?
I thought not. If it were, there'd be
[Bootstrap immediately hands Jack a bottle of rum]
[Jack pries the bottle from Bootstrap's hand with a crackling
I had some help retrieving the Pearl,
by the way.
[Jack tinks the lip of the bottle with his fingers, then blows
across the top of the bottle]
[Jack takes a drink from the bottle]
And to what do I owe the pleasure of
Ah. So it's you, then. He shanghaied
you into service, eh?
[a small hermit crab scuttles by Bootstrap, on top of the barrel
where Bootstrap sits]
[Bootstrap grabs the hermit crab, pops it into his mouth, and
crunches on it]
[Jack moves his mouth, jaw, and tongue around in revulsion while
[Jack hands the bottle back to Bootstrap]
It's funny what a man will do to forestall
his final judgment -
[Jack starts to walk off, but Bootstrap stands up at the same
time and intercepts Jack, blocking him]
Yes, but the Flying Dutchman already
*has* a captain, so there's re -
Any idea when Jones might release said
[Jack looks at the palm of his left hand, where a black spot
boils into view]
[Jack looks up, but Bootstrap has disappeared]
BLACK PEARL: ON DECK
[Jack runs across a wooden deck that has a shallow covering of
On deck all hands! Make fast the bunt
gasket! On deck! Scurry! ?Scurry-on/?Marty,
I want movement!
*I want movement!*
Lift the skin up!
All on deck! Run! And keep running!
Run as if the devil himself and itself
is upon us!
Do we have a heading?
Ah! Ooh! Run! Land.
[Jack rises from where he was ducked behind the base of the mast,
sees Gibbs again]
Didn't say port. I said land. Any land.
[the monkey in skeleton form swings down, grabs Jack's hat]
[the monkey snarls at Jack, Jack snarls back at the monkey, in
[the monkey throws Jack's hat overboard
Jack's hat! Bring 'er about!
No no! Leave it! Run!
Back to your stations! The lot o' ya!
[Jack stands stiffly in the shadows under some steps, between
two lighted windows]
[Gibbs walks up to Jack]
For the love of mother and child, Jack,
what's coming after us?
small fishing vessel
[Jack's hat floats toward a small fishing vessel around sunrise]
[a Turkish crewmember pulls Jack's hat out of the water with
[the first sailor tries the hat on, jokingly pretending to be
?pes ?sa ?kapazun kapitan ?de ?la ?mezande,
?Fetsoran ?ipitos. ?Ferinte.
[the Greek sailor takes the hat, tries it on next]
Ah! ?Vangas ?da ?eroro ###
[a large object is seeing moving underwater toward their vessel,
creating a disturbance on the ocean surface as it moves]
[a loud thumping sound occurs, the two sailors freeze in fright]
[a third sailor sleeps on deck]
[one sailor presses the hat against the other's chest, indicating
he doesn't want it anymore]
Port Royal prison
[Will and the governor rapidly descend stone steps into the prison]
[the guard at the bottom of the steps holds a long gun with a
bayonette on the end]
Here now. He can't be here.
Mister Swann, -
Jack's Compass. What does Beckett want
Does it matter? I'm to find Jack and
convince him to return to Port Royal.
In exchange the charges against us will
Is that lack of faith in Jack, or in
I have faith in you. Both of you. Where
will you find him?
Tortuga. I'll start there, and I won't
stop searching 'til I find him. And
then I intend to return here, to marry
Eagerly, if you'll still have me.
If it weren't for these bars I'd have
[the governor accidentally knocks a candleholder off the wall]
[the governor tosses the candleholder aside, onto the floor]
I'll wait for you.
Keep a weather eye on the horizon.
[Will walks back up the prison steps]
*Captain* Jack Sparrow? Owes me four
dubloons. Heard he was dead.
Singapore. That's what I heard. Drunk
with a smile on his face. Sure as the
tide, Jack Sparrow... will turn up in
[Scarlett is a redhead, Giselle is a blonde, both are standing
together, answering Will's questions]
I haven't seen 'im in a month.
When you find him, will you give him
[Giselle slaps Will in the face]
[a black man who is a shrimper is sitting on a dock, mending
[in the background is a bunch of bananas on the dock, and a goat
being loaded aboard a ship]
Cannot say about Jack Sparrow. But dere's
a island, just south of de straits,
where I trade spice for... mmm... delicious
long pork. Cannot say about Jack. But
you find a ship dere. A ship wit' black
[Black Pearl seen stranded on a beach, through a spyglass]
My brother will take you ashore.
[the shrimper's brother is rowing Will toward the shore]
[the rower stops rowing]
What's wrong? The beach is right there.
?: Ne bougeais pas, c'est trop dangereux.
?: Je ne peux, c'est trop dangereux,
j'avais le dit. Bon voyage, monsieur.
[Will jumps off the rowboat, swims ashore, wearing his sword]
[aerial view, flying over jungle toward beach, showing Will wading
[Will walks alongside the Black Pearl, which is tied with ropes
to stakes in the sand]
Jack! Jack Sparrow!
Marty! Cotton! Anybody?
[Will wanders into the palm jungle bordering the beach]
[Cotton's parrot flutters up and lands atop a palm stump]
Ah! A familiar face!
Rawk! Don't eat me!
I'm not gonna eat you.
Don't eat me! No! Don't eat me! Akkk!
[Will finds Gibbs' husk canteen hanging on a plant, trailing
a long string]
[Will follows the string attached to the canteen, over toward
a large tree]
[human eyes open in the background, from a man camouflaged against
a nearby tree]
[the camouflaged cannibal shouts and jumps out from the tree
[Will is yanked back by a snare, and dangles upside-down from
[cannibals charge out of the bushes from all directions, Will
keeps them at bay with his sword]
Euh! Unh! Ya! Come on! Let's go! Euh!
Ya! Come on! Who wants it? Unh! I could
do this all day! Euh! Euh! Hah!
[a cannibal with a bone through his nose uses a blowgun to shoot
a dart into Will's neck]
[Will drops his sword to the ground]
[aerial view of flying over the island's mountaintops, toward
hilltop throne area]
[Will is carried while hung from a bamboo pole, his head hanging
[human skulls line the path along which Will is taken]
[Will is carried over a roap bridge]
[one cannibal is wearing an English white wig and using a Western
Hurry-hurry tan daga!
[Will is brought before Jack, who sits on a throne]
[the music stops, Jack pops his eyes open, revealing that his
closed eyelids were painted to look like open eyes]
Jack? Jack Sparrow! I can honestly say
I'm glad to see you!
[Jack says nothing, arises from his throne, walks over to Will]
[Jack pushes one finger into Will's shoulder, as if testing how
much meat Will has on him]
Jack! It's me! Will Turner!
?: Wa-say kohn.
Een dah-lah. Eeseepi.
Tell 'em to let me down.
Kay-lay lam. Lam piki-piki. Lam eensy
weensy. Lam say-say... eunuchy. Snip-snip.
[Jack begins to walk away, as if disinterested, his Compass hangs
from his waist]
Jack! The Compass! That's all I need,
Elizabeth is in danger. We were arrested
for trying to help *you*. She faces
[Jack halts, pauses, turns around and casually walks back]
Say-say lam shoop-shoop sha smalay-lama
shoo-koo. Savvy? Ball licky-licky.
[the cannibals begin chanting, repetitiously]
?Boom-shoo-boom, ?boom-shoo-boom, ?boom-shoo-boom...
Jack, what did you tell them? No! What
about Elizabeth? *Jack...!*
[Will is carried across a rope bridge, still hanging underneath
the bamboo pole]
[Elizabeth sits alone in her prison cell, male prisoners in the
next cell whistle and beckon her]
...we don't bite...Come on...
] Prisoners: Where you goin'...?)
Why don't you tell me what's happening?
No! Will has gone to find Jack!
He's a better man than you give him
[a horse and carriage are waiting, the governor opens the door
to the carriage for Elizabeth]
A fair trial for Will ends in a hanging.
[the horse and carriage quickly ride off]
[the horse and carriage arrive at a dock]
[Captain Hawkins stands silently on the dock facing out to sea]
[the captain's body soon falls, revealing Mercer, who was standing
behind the body, long knife in hand]
Evening, Governor. Shame, huh? He was
carryin' this. It's a letter to the
King. It's from *you*.
[horses and soldiers arrive to cut off the governor from fleeing
from the dock]
[the carriage door is opened, but the carriage is empty, Elizabeth
Where is she?
[Mercer grabs the governor by the lapels, pushes him up against
the side of the carriage]
[Beckett walks in from the balcony, carrying a lantern]
[Beckett walks to a table, opens a wooden box, finds the Letters
of Marque missing]
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
No doubt you've discovered that loyalty
is no longer the currency of the realm,
as your father believes.
[Elizabeth slips into the dark room from an interior door, hands
held behind her]
Then what is?
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
I'm afraid that *currency* is the currency
of the realm.
I expect then that we can come to some
sort of understanding. I'm here to negotiate.
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
[Elizabeth pulls a pistol, points it at Beckett's head]
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
I'm listening *intently*.
These Letters of Marque, they are signed
by the King?
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
Yes, and they're not valid until they
bear my signature and my seal.
Or else I would not still be here. You
sent Will to get you the Compass owned
by Jack Sparrow. It will do you no good.
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
I have been to Isla de Muerta, I have
seen the treasure myself. There is something
you need to know.
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
Ah, I see. *You* think the Compass leads
only to the Isla de Muerta, and so you
hope to *save* me from an evil fate.
But you mustn't worry. I care not for
cursed Aztec gold. My desires are not
so provincial. There's more than one
chest of value in these waters. So perhaps
you may wish to enhance your offer.
[Elizabeth cocks her pistol]
[Beckett signs the document]
Consider into your calculations that
you robbed me of my wedding night.
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
So I did. A marriage interrupted. Or
fate intervenes. You make great efforts
to ensure Jack Sparrow's freedom.
These aren't going to Jack.
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
Oh really. To ensure Mister Turner's
freedom, then? I'll still want that
Compass. Consider that in your calculations.
[Ragetti appears to be reading a Bible in the back of the longboat,
but the Bible is upside-down]
Well I say it was divine providence
what escaped us from jail.
And I say... it was me bein' *clever*.
Ain't that right, poochie?
[the dog goes to the bow, looking forward, keys in its mouth]
?: Well how'dya know it ?weren't/?wasn't
divine providence what inspired you
to *be* clever? Anyways, I ain't stealin'
It ain't stealin'. It's *salvagin'*!
And since when did you care?
Since we're not immortal no more. We
gotta take care of our immortal souls.
You know you can't read.
It's the Bible. You get credit for trying.
Pretendin' to read the Bible's a *lie*!
*That's* a mark against ya! Look! There
[the dog jumps overboard and swims toward shore]
What's got into *'im*?
Must've seen a catfish. Heh-heh-heh-heh-heh-heh.
[both laugh, the dog reaches shore and looks back at them]
[the dog on shore shakes off water, looks back at them, still
holding keys in its mouth]
[their boat capsizes in a wave, they wade ashore]
Come on! Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha. Ha-ha-ha-ha...
It's ours for the taking!
Tide's comin', that should help. Well,
salvagin' is saving, in a manner of
There's the truth of *it*! ###
[cannibal drums sound]
Suppose we be'er... save it as soon
as we can. What with our souls in such
a vulnerable state, and all.
Amen to that.
[the dog barks]
[cannibal drums are pounding]
[Jack is on the throne, a cannibal hands Jack a necklace of human
[Jack looks at the toe, bites off part of the nail to trim it]
[Jack spits out the piece of nail, reexamines the toe]
[two spherical cages of six Black Pearl crewmen apiece hang from
ropes over a deep chasm]
[Will is in the same cage with Gibbs, Cotton, Marty, and two
Why would he do this to us? If Jack
is their chief.
Aye, the Pelegostos made Jack their
chief. But he only remains chief as
long as he *acts* like a chief.
So he had no choice. He's a captive
then as much as the rest of us.
Worse... as it turns out. See, the Pelegostos
believe that Jack is a *god* in human
form, and they intend to do him the
honor of releasing him from his fleshy
[Cotton bites Gibbs' fingers to illustrate]
?Argh! They'll roast him and eat him.
Where's the rest of the crew?
These cages we're in... weren't built
'til *after* we got here.
[Will was gripping the bars made of human bones, but quickly
pulls his hand away]
The feast is about to begin. Jack's
life will end... when the drums stop.
Well, we can't just sit here and wait
then, can we?
[cannibal drums are pounding]
?No/?Oup! No no! ?Oy!/?Wait! No no!
More wood! Big fire! *Big* fire! I am
chief! Want big fire! Come on!
?Oy!/?Boy! Maboogie snickel-snickel.
Tout de suite! Come on! More wood!
[the cannibal standing next to Jack leaves to put more wood on
[the cannibals put large pieces of wood on the fire]
[the cannibals turn around to find that Jack is gone]
[Jack is running across a foot bridge]
[Jack runs up to a cliff edge, totters at the edge, looking down]
[Jack examines a length of bamboo pole he finds lying there]
[Jack goes into a hut, sees various supplies, the sound of buzzing
flies is heard]
[Jack picks up a rope, starts to exit, halts, looks back inside]
[Jack goes back in, picks up a can of paprika with the EITC logo
on the bottom]
[Jack walks outside the hut, the entire tribe is waiting silently
outside, staring at him]
[Jack drops his coil of rope, sprinkles paprika on his armpits]
Little seasoning. Eh?
[Jack is now tied up to a bamboo pole and hanging face down over
a pile of wood]
[cannibals are dancing wildly]
[the men begin swinging the cages with increasingly wide arcs]
[both cages finally come within reach of the cliff, they grab
vines and hang on to the cliff]
Put your legs through, start to climb!
Come on men! It'll take all ?of-us/?the-rest
to crew the Black Pearl!
Actually, you won't need everyone. 'Bout
six would do! Ohhh... dear.
[each cage group begins racing against each other up the cliff]
Come on! Go! Go! Go!
Come on! Give it all you got!
[a cannibal crosses the rope bridge]
Hey! Hey ###
[the cannibal crosses rope bridge]
[one cage group decides to take the risk of climbing, despite
the nearby cannibal]
What's he doing?
[one of the men in the climbing cage grabs a coral snake from
the cliff instead of a vine] [p. 50]
[when the man holding the snake lets go, their cage falls, the
rope breaks, and their cage falls to the bottom]
[drums pounding, a cannibal crosses a bridge to the bonfire area]
[the cannibal from the bridge arrives to tell the tribe of the
men in cages escaping]
?Da ?latazo! ?Da ?litozo! Hay la paka say-say.
[the crowd stands silently, not knowing whether to stay or to
chase the escapees]
Well, go on! Go get them! Hay ala!
[cannibals run off to chase after men who escaped from cages]
[in their haste one cannibal drops a lighted torch need the pile
of wood under Jack]
No! No no! Oy! No no!
[the edges of the wood begin to catch fire]
[Jack blows futilely at the igniting wood]
[the remaining cage reaches the top of the cliff]
Cut it loose! Find a rock!
[Will manages to sever the cage's cable by hammering it with
[the men in Will's cage are unable to the cage open in time before
the cannibals will reach them]
Roll the cage!
[the cage rolls down the hill]
[the cage falls over the edge of a tiny cliff]
[the cage rolls down the hill, rolls up a coconut palm trunk,
crashes to the ground, unbroken]
Lift the cage! Hurry!
Come on, men! Lift it like a lady's
[the men begin running with their legs protruding from the cage,
holding up the cage]
[Marty's short legs make a running motion but are unable to reach
[Jack is running off with the bamboo pole tied to his back]
[Jack encounters the cannibal boy, standing silently with a fork
and a knife, one in each hand]
[Jack grabs the knife from the boy, and begins cutting his rope
[two cannibal women appear]
[Jack charges, but the bamboo pole on his back spears a coconut
in a pile near the cliff edge]
[Jack turns suddenly, which flings the coconut off the end of
the pole into a cannibal's face]
[the cannibal slowly lifts the dripping coconut off his face,
scowling at Jack]
[the cage rolls over a ledge into a small chasm holding a river]
[cannibals throw spears and shoot arrows at the men in the water,
the men swim underwater]
This way, lads!
[the two cannibal women throw numerous fruits at Jack while the
pole is still on his back]
[several of the fruits become impaled along the pole, making
Jack look like he's part of a shish-ka-bob]
Da litozo! Da litozo!
[Jack pole vaults across the chasm, barely lands on the other
[but the fruit slides down to the end of his pole, putting weight
on the end over the chasm]
[Jack falls into the chasm, screaming]
[Jack's pole catches between the two walls of a chasm]
[two native women watch Jack fall into the chasm, with disinterest]
[the two cannibal women walk off, disinterested]
[Jack's pole slips loose, he falls into the chasm, screaming]
[As Jack falls through the first rope bridge, the rope comes
undone but is still attached to the bamboo pole and to Jack]
[Jack is hung upside-down in the chasm when the bamboo pole catches]
[Jack falls through a total of six rope bridges]
[Jack lands on his back on grass]
[bamboo pole comes down at him, spears the ground near his head]
[fruits tumble down afterwards]
[only Ragetti and Cotton's parrot are aboard the Black Pearl,
Pintel is on the beach below]
?Pull-loose/?Unloose the mooring lines!
The mooring lines!
[the monkey chatters, grabs Ragetti's wooden eye]
?Thief/?Thing! Little hairy ?thief/?thing!
Give it back! Don't bite it!
?Unloose the mooring lines!
He's got me eye! He won't give it back!
Well, how'd you get it back last time?
Excellent work! Work's half done!
We done it for you! Knowin' you'd be
comin' back for us.
?Make/?Making ?ready ?to?sail/?cast-off
What about Jack? I won't leave without
[Jack appears at a distance, running down the beach toward the
crew and ship]
[a crowd of cannibals suddenly run down on the beach behind Jack,
Time to go.
*Cast off those lines!*
[Jack screams while running down the beach]
Make ready to cast off! ###!
[the dog is down the beach with Jack, barking at him]
Good doggie! ?Doggie.
[Jack grabs ahold of rigging on the side of the departing ship]
*Alas*, my children! This is the day
you shall always remember as the day
that you almost -
[big wave splashes Jack from behind]
...Captain Jack... Sparrow.
[the crowd of cannibals falls silent as the ship leaves]
[the dog barks excitedly at the departing ship]
[all heads in the crowd of cannibals turn toward the dog]
[the dog falls silent, whimpers, then flees back down the beach]
[the cannibals chase the dog, shouting]
Let's put some distance between us and
this island, and head out to open sea.
Yes to the first, yes to the second,
but only insofar as we keep to the shallows
as much as possible.
Uh, that seems a bit contradictory,
I have every faith in your reconciliatory
navigational skills, Master Gibbs, now
where is that monkey? I want to shoot
[the monkey screams, drops Ragetti's eye, Ragetti grabs his eye,
spits on it, rubs the spit around on it]
[the monkey chatters and climbs into the rigging]
[Jack is ready to shoot the monkey with his pistol]
Elizabeth is in danger.
Have you considered keeping a more watchful
eye on 'er? Maybe just lock her up somewhere.
She *is* locked up, in a prison, bound
to hang for helping *you*!
There comes a time when one must take
responsibility for one's mistakes.
[Will pulls a sword from the waistband of a pirate who is turned
around, points it at Jack]
I need that Compass of yours, Jack.
I must trade it for her freedom.
[Jack pushes Will's sword aside]
We have a need to travel upriver.
By need, d'you mean a... trifling need,
?uh/?a... fleeting, as in say in a passing
No, a... resolute and unyielding need.
What we need to do is make sail for
Port Royal with all haste.
William... I shall trade you the Compass,
if you will help me... to find *this*.
You want me to find this?
No. *You* want you to find this. Because
the finding this finds you incapacitorially
finding and/or locating and your discovering
the detecting of a way to save your
?dolly/?dotty belle ol'... what's-her-face.
This... is going to save Elizabeth?
How much do you know about Davy Jones?
Yeah, it's gonna save Elizabeth.
[a crewman swabbing the deck happens to notice a white dress
tucked in a corner, pulls it out]
[the crewmen are arguing loudly about the newfound dress]
What's all this? If you both fancy the
dress, you'll just have to share, and
wear it one after the other.
It's not like that, Sir. This ship is
Is it now? 'N' you?
The... female presence... amongst us,
yes... all the men... they can feel
The ghost of a lady, widowed before her marriage, I figure it.
Searching for her husband, lost at sea.
A virgin, too, likely as not.
And that bodes ill by all accounts.
I say... that we throw the dress overboard,
and we hope the spirit finds it.
No! That - that will just anger the
spirit, Sir. What we need to do is find
out what the spirit needs, and then
just get it back!
Enough! Enough! You're a pair of superstitious
goats and it's got the best of you.
Now this appears to be no more as we
have a stowaway aboard. A young woman,
by the look of it. I want you to search
the ship and find 'er. Oh, and uh...
she's probably naked.
[the crew enthusiastically rushes off in search of the stowaway]
[aerial view of the mouth of the Pantano River, two longboats
are beginning their way up the river]
[the longboats are in a swampy area with twisted roots]
Why is Jack afraid of the open ocean?
Well, if you believe such things, there's
a beast does the bidding of Davy Jones.
A fearsome creature with giant tentacles
that suction your face clean off. And
drag an entire ship past the crushing
darkness. The Kraken!
[Marty turns around at mention of the word, Pintel and Ragetti
look at each other]
They say the stench of its breath is
like - ooh! Imagine: The last thing
you know on God's green earth is the
roar of the Kraken, and the reeking
odor of a thousand rotting corpses.
If you believe such things.
And the key will spare him that?
Now that's the very question Jack wants
answered. Bad enough even to go visit...
[bayou with fireflies, and an iguana on a tree trunk on the left]
[the iguana eats a firefly with a quick slurping sound]
[people are occasionally seen standing quietly in the darkness
among the trees]
No worries, mates. Tia Dalma and I go
way back. Thick as thieves. Nigh inseparable
we are. Were. Have been. Before.
I'll watch your back.
It's me front I'm worried about. Mind
Mind the boat.
Mind the boat.
Mind the boat.
Mind the boat.
Awk! Mind the boat!
[Cotton is left alone in the longboat]
[Jack cautiously enter's Tia's shack, pushing the door open slowly]
[near the inside of the shack door hangs a live snake, moving
[Tia is sitting at a table, looks up from her crab claws, sees
Jack in the doorway]
I always know de wind was goin' blow
you back to me one day.
[Tia sees Will standing in the doorway, goes up to him]
You. You have a touch of... destiny
about *you*, William Turner.
You know me?
You want to know *me*.
There'll be no knowing here. We've come
for help and we're not leaving without
I thought *I* knew you.
Not so well as I had hoped. Come.
What... service... may I do you? Hmmm?
You know I demand payment.
I brought payment.
[Jack whistles once, a crewmember brings in the monkey in a cage]
[Jack cocks his pistol, shoots the monkey, the bullet has no
effect, but the monkey chatters in fright]
An undead monkey! Top that!
[Tia lifts the cage door, the monkey scampers off]
No! You've no idea how long it took
us to catch that.
The payment is fair.
We're looking for this. And what it
The Compass you bartered from me. It
cannot lead you to dis?
Ayeee... Jack Sparrow does not know
what he wants! Or... do know, but are
loathe to claim it as your own. Your
key go to a chest, and it is what lay
inside the chest you seek, don't it?
What *is* inside?
Gold! Jewels? Unclaimed properties of
a valuable nature?
Nothing... bad, I hope.
[a jar of eyeballs is hanging next to Ragetti's face as he speaks]
You know of... Davy Jones, yes? A man
of de sea. A great sailor, until he
ran afoul of dat which vex all men.
What vexes all men?
Dichotomy of good and evil.
A wo-*man*. He fell in love.
No-no-no-no, I heard it was the *sea*
he fell in love with.
Same story, different versions, and
all are true. See, it was a *woman*,
as changing, and harsh, and untamable
as the sea. Him never stopped loving
her. But the pain it cause 'im was too
much to live wid. But not enough to
cause him to die.
What... exactly did he put into the
Literally, or figuratively?
He couldn't li'erally put his heart
in a chest! Could he?
It was not wort' feeling what... small
fleeting joy life brings, and so...
he carved out him heart, lock it away
in a chest, and hide de chest from de
world. De keys, he keep wid him at all
You knew this.
I did not. I didn't know where the key
was. But now we do. So all that's left
is to climb aboard the Flying Dutchman,
grab the key, you go back to Port Royal
and save your bonnie lass, hey!
Let me see your hand.
[Jack shows his right hand is untouched, but Tia unwraps the
bandage on his left hand]
[the black spot on Jack's left hand is revealed]
Uhhh! The black spot!
[Gibbs quickly wipes his hands on his chest, spins around once
to the left, and spits]
[Pintel and Ragetti copy Gibbs' ritual, in synchrony]
My eyesight's as good as ever, just
so you know.
[pushing aside cloth door beads, Tia goes into a back room, and
searches for something]
I am justMy little ###, where
are you? ###
[Jack steals a ring off of one of Tia's tables, beside the ring
is a silver locket]
[Tia comes back with an object from the back room]
Davy Jones cannot make port. Cannot
step on land but once every ten years.
Land is where you are safe, Jack Sparrow.
And so you will carry land wid you...
[Tia hands Jack a jar of dirt]
Dirt. This is a jar of dirt.
Is the... jar of dirt going to help?
If you don' want it, give it back.
Den it helps.
It seems... we have a need to find the
[Tia is sitting, she holds several crab shells between her cupped
hands and closes her eyes]
A touch... of destiny!
[Tia throws the crab claws down on the table to see how they
[fade to aerial view of rocky islands whose positions match the
positions of the crab claws]
[pan beyond the rocks to the Black Pearl just offshore, in stormy
[the Black Pearl crew look at the scuttled ship on the rocks]
That's the Flying Dutchman? She doesn't
look like much.
Neither do you. Do *not* underestimate
[Jack gives Gibbs a meaningful glance, elbows Gibbs]
Must've run afoul of the reef.
So what's your plan, then?
I row over, search the ship until I
find your bloody key.
And if there are crewmen?
I cut down anyone in my path.
I like it. Simple, easy to remember.
Your chariot awaits you, sire! Ha, ha-ha-ha,
Hey! If you *do* happen to get captured,
just say Jack Sparrow sent you to settle
his debt! Might save your life!
Bon voyage! Ha-ha-ha!
Douse the lamps.
[Marty douses a lamp, then Cotton douses a lamp, then Pintel
douses a lamp]
[Will sets off in a rowboat, alone, toward the scuttled ship]
[Will goes aboard the ship, lantern in hand]
[Will passes one dead crewman at deck level, proped up behind
[Will comes across a wounded sailor, who seems to be in shock]
[the wounded sailor is pulling on a pulley desperately, muttering
There's no use. You've run aground.
No! Beneath us! Foul breath!
[behind Will, a crewmember's body falls from a height, splashing
into the water]
[Will goes to investigate]
[Will turns the man's body over to see his face]
[the man's face is gone, his face is just a puckered piece of
skin, which bulges outward]
[the real Flying Dutchman suddenly rises from the sea, nearby
the scuttled ship]
[the sea creature-like crew emerge from the surfaces of the Flying
[crewmembers from the Flying Dutchman attack the remaining crew
of the scuttled ship]
Down on your marrowbones, and pray.
[Will engages in a swordfight against several invaders]
[Will dips his sword in oil, causing it to flame, and waves it
at the men surrounding him]
Get back! Back!
[Will slices open the stomach of one of the invaders, fish spill
out of it onto the deck]
[Will battles the invading crewmembers, but one of them knocks
[the prisoners of the scuttled ship cower in fear, lined up,
sitting in a row on deck along the railing]
[Jack is at the end of the row of five survivors total, on the
right-side when facing the survivors]
[Davy Jones stomps aboard with his peg leg, underwater view of
his departing feet]
[Maccus is on deck, turned so that his back is shown, showing
lobster legs on his back]
Five men still alive. The rest have
[Jones pauses to clench his left hand, which is a large lobster
[Jones casually lights a pipe in front of one of the cowering
Do you fear death? Do you fear that
dark abyss? All your deeds laid bare.
All your sins punished. I can offer
you... an escape-uh.
Don't listen to him!
[Jones walks over to the chaplain, takes the chaplain's head
in his claw]
Do you not fear death?
I'll take my chances, Sir.
To the depths.
[the chaplain's throat is slit, two crewmembers throw his body
[unidentified crewman] Cold blooded - !
Life is cruel. Why should the afterlife
be any *different*? I offer you a choice.
Join my crew, and postpone the judgment.
One hundred years before the mast. Will
I - I will, serve.
[Jones looks pleased, then sees Will at the end of the line of
[Jones stomps over to Will]
*You* are neither dead nor dying. What
is your purpose here?
Jack Sparrow sent me to settle his
What is your purpose here?
Jack Sparrow. He sent me to settle his
Huh! Did he, now? I'm sorely tempted
to accept that offer.
[through a spyglass, Jack sees Jones turn to look directly at
[suddenly Jones is standing aboard the Black Pearl, directly
in front of Jack and his spyglass]
[Cotton and Gibbs have knives to their throats from other Flying
Dutchman crewmembers who teleported over]
You have a debt to pay. You've been
captain of the Black Pearl for thirteen
years. *That* was our agreement.
Technically, I was only captain for
two years, then I was viciously mutinied
Then you were a poor captain, but a
*captain* nonetheless! Have you not
introduced yourself all these years
as *Captain* Jack Sparrow?
You have my payment. One soul to serve
on your ship is already over there.
One soul is not equal to another.
Aha! So we've established my proposal
is sound in principle, now we're just
haggling over price.
Just how many souls do you think my
soul is worth?
One hundred souls, three days-uh.
You're a diamond, mate. Send me back
the boy, I'll get started right off.
[Maccus blocks Jack from exiting]
I keep the boy. A good-faith payment.
That leaves you only ninety-nine more
to go. Ha ha! Ha ha! Ha ha!
Have you not met Will Turner? He's noble,
heroic, *terrific* soprano. Worth at
least four... maybe three and a half.
And did I happen to mention... he's
in love. With a girl. Due to be married.
Betrothed. Dividing him from her and
her from him... would only be half as
cruel as actually allowing them be joined
in holy matrimony. Aye?
I keep the boy. Ninety-nine souls-uh.
But I wonder, Sparrow, can you live
with this? Can you condemn an innocent
man - a friend-uh - to a lifetime of
servitude, in your name while you roam
Yep! I'm good with it. Should we seal
it in blood? I mean... mm-mm - ink?
[Jones grabs Jack's hand, resulting in a squishy sound]
Three days. Three days.
[Pintel whimpers, with a knife held to his neck from a crewmember
of Jones' ship]
[Jack looks at his hand, it's covered with slime, but the black
spot disappears under the effect of the slime]
Oh, Mr. Gibbs.
Uh, I feel sullied and unusual.
And how do you intend to harvest these
ninety-nine souls in three days?
Fortunately, he was mum as the condition
in which these souls need be.
[inside a cabin aboard the Edinburgh Trader, Captain Bellamy
is throwing documents down on the table]
It's an outrage. Port tariffs, berthing
fees, *wharf* handling, and heaven help
us, pilotage. Are we all to work for
the East India Trading Company, then?
I'm afraid, Sir... Tortuga is the only
free port left in these waters.
A *pirate* port is what you mean. Well,
I'm sorry. An honest sailor is what
I am. I make my living fair, and I sleep
well each night, thank you.
[a white dress floats by the cabin window, outside]
[they all rush to the window of the cabin and look out]
[they all see the dress float by the cabin window, on its second
[one crewman gasps]
[the men go outside to see the dress that was floating by the
[the dress floats like a ghost, its left arm raised as if pointing]
She wants you to... do something.
She's tryna give a sign.
[the dress sweeps over a lantern, knocking it over and part of
the deck ignites]
Over there! Look for a sign!
[the crew rush to the railing and look out at the sea]
[Elizabeth, up on the mast overhead, sighs in exasperation]
Look there! There it is. There's the
S-Seaweed can be a sign.
Looks like entrails.
?That ?would be a bad sign.
What's that over there?
[Elizabeth is now sitting on a platform on the deck behind the
men, pointing at the deck where the lantern fell]
[the men at the railing turn around and look where Elizabeth
[the fire burning on the desk spells out "Tortuga" in fiery letters]
[men are tied up with ropes alongside a well, camera pans past
[a man is tied up and being dunked in the well, and is spouting
water from his mouth]
[crowded tavern, glass bottles are being shot off of people's
heads for entertainment]
[a duo of musicians is playing a guitar and accordion]
And what makes you think you're worthy
to crew the Black Pearl?
Truth be told, I never sailed a day
in me life. I figure I should get out
and see the world while I'm still young.
You'll do. Make your mark. Next!
My wife ran off with my dog. And I'm
drunk for a month. And I don't give
a ass rat's if I live or die.
Me have one arm, 'n' a bum leg.
It's the crow's nest for you.
[Jack is sitting alongside a wall, within earshot of Gibbs' table,
trying to make his Compass work]
I know what I want.
Ever since I was a little lad, I've
always wanted to sail the seas. Forever.
Sooner than you think. Sign the roster.
Thanks very much.
How we going?
Including those four? That gives us
[to the next candidate in line]
And what's *your* story?
My story... it's exactly the same as
your story, just one chapter behind.
I chased a man across the Seven Seas.
The pursuit cost me my crew, my commission,
and my life.
No, not anymore, weren't you *listening*?
I nearly had you all, off Tripoli. I
would have, if not for the... hurricane.
Lord. You didn't try to sail through
So do I make your crew, or not? You
haven't said where you're going. Somewhere
[unidentified woman] Oh!
[the music stops, everyone stares at the altercation]
[Jack grabs a branch from a vase, carries it in front of his
face, attempts to walk out unseen]
So am I *worthy* to serve under Captain
[Norrington spots Jack sneaking off behind him, points a pistol
Or should I just kill you now?
[Jack ducks back and forth behind both sides of a large post,
as Norrington points his pistol at Jack]
Sorry. Old habits and all that.
[unidentifed man, to Norrington] Easy, sonny!
[someone deflects Norrington's pistol upwards as it fires]
[the ball richochets off the chandelier, breaking a man's bottle
as he's drinking from it]
[the man whose bottle broke slugs a man next to him]
[the music starts back up as a brawl ensues]
[one man swings from chandelier, women fight, bottles are thrown
against the wall, etc.]
Time to go?
[a swordfight is going on]
[someone throws a bottle against the wall above the stairs, Jack
ducks as it smashes above his head]
[Jack makes his way upstairs, trading hats a few times along
[Jack slaps him on the shoulder, the man falls backwards off
[Jack halts to let two men carrying another man proceed towards
the edge of the balcony]
[the two men throw the carried man off the balcony, then Jack
continues on his way]
[the music stops, Norrington threateningly holds a bottle in
his left hand]
Come on, men! Who wants some? Form an
orderly line, I'll have you all one
by one. Come on, who's first?
[from behind, Elizabeth grabs the bottle from Norrington, smashes
it over his head, knocking him out]
I just wanted the pleasure of doing
[the crowd cheers, and everyone holds up their mugs in a toast]
[men throw Norrington into the mud with some pigs, the crowd
leaves except for Elizabeth]
[Elizabeth turns Norrington over, onto his back]
James Norrington. What has the world
done to you?
[Mercer observes Elizabeth and Norrington from the doorway of
[Jones plays his pipe organ with his tentacles, steam coming
[the crew are on desk, slaving away, pulling rhythmically on
Heave! Heave! Heave! Heave! Heave! Heave!
Secure the mast tackle, Mister Turner!
[Will goes to grab a rope]
[Bootstrap sees that the other man at the rope is his son, Bootstrap
[Bootstrap lets go of the rope, Will attempts to grab the sliding
[the cannon's rope drags Will across the deck]
[the hoisted cannon crashes to the deck, and the organ music
Haul that weevil to his feet!
[the crew haul Will to his feet]
Five lashes to remind you... to stay
Impeding me in my duties. You'll share
Will you now? And what would prompt
such an act of charity?
Ha ha ha ha! Ha ha! What fortuitous
circumstance be this! Five lashes be
owed. I believe it is.
[Jones hands the whip to Bootstrap, Jones' tentacle curls around
the shaft of it]
The cat's out of the bag, Mister Turner.
Your issue will feel its sting be it
the Bo'sun's hand, by your own.
[Bootstrap reluctantly takes the whip]
[two crewmen tear Will's shirt off, exposing his bare back]
[Bootstrap whips Will's back five times]
[Will is tossed into a lower part of the deck, partially filled
[Will stands up, wearing an intact white shirt]
You had it easy, boy! Ha ha ha!
I don't need your help!
So I'm to understand what *you* did
was an act of compassion?
[Bootstrap and Will enter the interior of the ship together]
[crewmember Wyvern is seen to their right, encrusted into the
interior side of the hull, standing up]
I've sworn no oath.
Not until I find this. The key.
[Wyvern's eyes open in the coral-encrusted wall at the mention
of the key]
[Wyvern, who is part of the wall, breaks his head away from the
wall, leaving his brains behind]
The deadman's chest.
What do you know of this?
Open the chest with the key, and stab
the heart. No-no-no-no. Don't stab the
heart. The Dutchman needs a living heart,
or there'll be no captain. And if there's
no captain, there's no one to have the
So the captain has the key.
[Wyvern retracts his head back into the wall, having said too
Where *is* the key?
Where is the chest?
[Wyvern closes his eyes, and falls silent]
[the Black Pearl is at a dock, loading fruits and livestock]
[Jack and Gibbs are walking together, Elizabeth approaches from
behind, still dressed as a man]
Come to join me crew, lad? Welcome aboard.
I'm here to find the man I love.
I'm deeply flattered, son, but my first
and only love is the sea.
[Norrington vomits over the side]
Meaning William Turner, Captain Sparrow.
Elizabeth. Hide the rum.
[Gibbs takes the bottle that Jack hands to him, and walks up
the boarding plank in the background]
You know, these clothes do not flatter
you at all. It should be a dress or
nothing. I happen to have no dress in
Jack. I know Will came to find you.
Where is he?
Darling, I am truly unhappy to have
to tell you this but... through an unfortunate
and *entirely* unforeseeable series
of circumstances that have nothing whatsoever
to do with me, poor William has been
press-ganged into Davy Jones' crew.
[Norrington vomits over the side, then spits]
Oh, please. The captain of the Flying
You look bloody awful. What are you
You *hired* me. I can't help it if your
standards are lax.
You *smell* funny.
Jack. All I want is to find Will.
Are you certain? Is that what you really
Because I would think, you'd want to
find a way to *save* Will the most.
And you have a way of doing that?
Well, there is a chest...
A chest of unknown size and origin.
[Pintel & Ragetti walk by, together carrying a crate of bottles,
and overhearing the conversation]
What contains the still-beating heart
o' Davy Jones.
Unh-unh... unh-unh... unh-unh...
And whoever possesses that chest possesses
the leverage to command Jones to do
whatever it is he or she wants, including...
saving brave William from his grim fate.
You don't actually believe him, do you?
How do we find it?
With this. My Compass... is unique.
"Unique" here having the meaning of
True enough. This Compass does not point
[Norrington vomits over the side]
Where does it point?
It points to the thing you want most
in this world.
Oh Jack! Are you telling the truth?
Every word, love. And what you want
most in this world is to find the chest
of Davy Jones, is it not?
To save Will?
By finding the chest of Davy Jones.
[Jack hands the compass to Elizabeth, then draws away quickly
so as not to influence the compass]
[Elizabeth consults the compass, for her the dial clearly points
in a specific direction]
[Jack slowly rises up to peer at the face of the compass]
We have our heading.
Finally! Cast off those lines, weigh
anchor, and prow that canvas!
Welcome to the crew, former Commodore!
[the goat neighs]
[Beckett and Mercer are in a room with the governor, whose hands
are in shackles]
[Mercer is looking through a mounted telescope to outside the
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
There's something to knowing the exact
shape of the world and one's place in
it, don't you agree?
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
I had you brought here because I thought
you'd be interested in the whereabouts
of your daughter.
Most recently seen on the island of
Tortuga, then left, in the company of
a known pirate, Jack Sparrow. *And*
other fugitives from justice.
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
Including the previous owner of this
sword... I believe. Our ships are in
pursuit. and justice will be dispensed
by cannonade and cutlass, and all manner
of remorseless pieces of metal. I personally
find it distasteful to even contemplate
the horror facing all those on board.
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
Your authority as governor, your influence
in London, and your loyalty to the East
India Trading Company.
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
Shall I remove these shackles?
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
So you see, Mercer, every man has a
price he will willingly accept. Even
for what he hopes never to sell.
[slow motion scene of falling dice]
[three crewman are playing Liar's Dice]
[organ music is heard in the background]
I wager... ten years.
I'll match ten years.
It's a game of deception. Your bet includes
all the dice, not just your own.
What are they wagering?
So any crewman can be challenged?
I challenge Davy Jones.
[immediately the organ music ceases, immediately Jones' peg leg
is heard thumping in approach]
[with each thump of his footstep, gooseneck barnacles retract]
I accept ?that-uh.
[Jones sits down at the gambling table]
My soul. An eternity of servitude.
I want this.
[Jack shows Jones the picture of the key]
How do you know of the key?
That's not part of the game, is it?
You can still walk away.
[One of Jones' tentacles pulls out the key from his vest to display
[the tentacle puts the key back]
[Bootstrap sits down at the table]
No! Don't do this.
Huh huh huh. Welcome to the crew, liar.
And be called a liar myself for my trouble?
Bootstrap Bill, you're a liar and you
will spend an eternity on this ship!
Master Turner, feel free to go ashore...
the very next time we make port!
Fool. Why did you do that?
It was never about winning, or losing.
[nighttime on deck of the Flying Dutchman]
[Will emerges from a hatch on deck]
[Will sneaks past one one the crew on deck, who is sleeping with
a bottle in his hand]
[Jones is asleep at his organ, snoring]
[Will sneaks into his room, behind him]
[Will grabs a nearby quill pen, uses it to lift one of Jones'
[one tentacle accidentally falls on an organ key, almost waking
[the falling tentacle also sets off a locket on top of the organ,
that plays a song]
[Will holds one of the staves in his mouth while lifting the
[Will finally removes the key, replaces it with his drawing of
It's not a fate you had to choose for
They'll know you helped me.
I take this with a promise. I'll find
a way to sever Jones' hold on you. And
not rest until this blade pierces his
heart. I will not abandon you. I promise.
[Will sets out alone on a longboat]
[crewmen are scrubbing the deck of the Black Pearl]
Yes, they're signed, Lord Cutler Beckett
of the East India Trading Company.
Will was working for Beckett, and never
said a word.
Beckett wants the Compass. Only one
reason for that.
Of course. He wants the chest.
Yes, he did say something about a chest.
If the company controls the chest, they
controls the sea.
A truly discomforting notion, love.
And bad. Bad for every mother's son
what calls himself a pirate. I think
there's a bit more speed to be coaxed
from these sails. Brace the foreyard!
Might I inquire how as to how you came
Will strikes a deal for these and upholds
it with honor. Yet you're the one standing
here with the prize. Full pardon, commission
as a privateer on behalf of England
and the East India Trading Company.
As if I could be bought for such a low
[Jack tucks the Letters into his coat and begins to walk away]
Jack, the Letters, give them back.
No. Persuade me.
You do know Will taught me how handle
As I said... Persuade me.
[Elizabeth walks away frustrated, leans on the ship's railing]
[Jack makes an odd grunting noise]
[Norrington walks up to Elizabeth at the railing]
It's a curious thing. There was a time
when I would've given anything for you
to look like that while thinking about
I don't know what you mean.
Oh, I think you do.
Oh, don't be absurd. I trust him, that's
So you never wondered how your *latest*
fiancé ended up on the Flying Dutchman
in the first place?
Strange thing to come upon a longboat
so far out in open waters.
Just put as many leagues behind us as
you can. As fast as you can.
And what are we running from?
[Will sees Elizabeth's white wedding dress on a chair in the
That dress. Where did you get it?
It was found aboard the ship. The crew
it thought it was a spirit bringing
some omen of ill fate.
Oh, yes. ?Proceededly foolish.
It brought good fortune! The spirit
told us... Put in at Tortuga. And we
made a nice bit of profit there.
Off the books, of course.
I imagine... some of your crew may have
jumped ship there.
Why do you ask?
Captain, a ship's been spotted.
She isn't flyin' any.
[Jones is on deck, having found the cloth that Will swapped for
[Bootstrap is held at knife point on board the Flying Dutchman]
[one crewman holds a sawfish sword as a restraining weapon in
front of Bootstrap]
You will watch this.
[crewmen are whipped, in order to turn a large screw that raises
the Kraken summoning device]
Let no joyful voice be heard! Let no
man look up at the sky with hope! And
let this day be cursed by we who ready
to wake... the *Kraken*!
[the Kraken calling device thumps heavily against the sea]
[crewmen on board the Edinburgh Trader rush to the railing, chattering,
to see the Flying Dutchman]
[Will is on top of the mast]
I've doomed us all. It's the Flying
[a loud thumping sound resonates throughout the ship]
Oh, Mother Cary's chickens. What happened?
Must've hit a reef.
[the crew look overboard, see bubbles rising up alongside the
Free the rudder! Hard to port, then
hard to starboard!
Clear the rudder!
Hard to port!
[a Kraken tentacle silently seizes one crewman while other crewmembers
have their backs turned]
[the Kraken tentacle surfaces in the distance, holding the crewman
who was just seized, he screams]
[crewman rings the ship's bell wildly]
[music stops, slow motion scene, a huge tentacle rises high over
[the tentacle comes down on deck, breaking the ship in two, bouncing
men off the deck]
[slow motion scene, men slide off of tilted deck]
[Will is flung underwater, sees the body of the Kraken in the
[Will surfaces, climbs aboard a floating board of ship debris]
[the Flying Dutchman comes near Will, Will slides off his board
to swim towards the ship]
[view from the bow of the Flying Dutchman, looking at the floating
debris, including a face-down corpse]
[Elizabeth's wedding dress is also debris, and floats on the
surface of the sea]
The boy's not here. He must've been
claimed by the sea.
*I* am the sea.
[Jones stomps over to Bootstrap]
You need time alone with your thoughts.
What of the survivors?
There are no survivors.
[the remaining crewmen are simultanenously axed from behind]
[Will witnesses the axing, ducks behind a beam]
[Jones turns around, sensing Will, but sees nothing]
The chest is no longer safe. Chart a
course to Isla Cruces. Get me there
first, or there'll be the devil to pay.
Who sent that thieving charlatan onto
my ship? Who told them of the key? Jack
[camera shows Will hitching a ride on the front of the Flying
Dutchman, between the jaw formations]
[Elizabeth's wedding dress is shown underwater, sinking into
the depths of the sea]
[Elizabeth is sitting on some steps on deck of the Black Pearl]
[Jack walks over to her, holding a bottle of rum]
My tremendous intuitive sense of the
female creature informs me that you
I just thought I'd be married by now.
I'm so ready to be married.
[Jack offers Elizabeth a drink from his bottle]
You know... Lizzy... I *am*... captain
of a ship. And *being* captain of a
ship, I could in fact perform a... marriage.
Right here. Right on this deck. Right...
[Elizabeth recoils at Jack's breath on the word "now"]
No, thank you.
Why not? We *are* very much alike, you
and I. I and you. Us.
Oh. Except for a sense of honor, and
decency and-and a moral center. And
[Jack smells his armpits]
Trifles. You *will* come over to my
side, I know it.
You seem very certain.
One word love: curiosity. You long for
freedom. You long to do what you want
to do because you want it. To act on
selfish impulse. You want to see what
it's like. One day, you won't be able
Why doesn't your Compass work?
Uh my Compass works fine.
Because you and I *are* alike, and there
will come a moment when you have a chance
to show it. To do the right thing.
I *love* those moments. I like to wave
at them as they pass by.
You'll have the chance to do something...
something courageous. And when you do,
you'll discover something: that you're
a good man.
All evidence to the contrary.
I have faith in you. Want to know why?
Do tell, dearie.
Curiosity. You're going to want it.
A chance to be admired. And gain the
rewards that follow. You won't be able
to resist. You're going to want to know...
what it tastes like.
I *do* want to know what it tastes like.
But - seeing as you're a good man I
know you will *never* put me in a position
that would compromise my honor.
[Jack stares in horror as the black spot boils back into view
on his hand, Elizabeth doesn't notice]
I'm proud of you, Jack.
I want my jar of dirt.
[Pintel and Ragetti are rowing a longboat with key members of
the crew inside]
[Jack in the bow, Elizabeth and Norrington are in the back]
You're pullin' too fast.
You're pulling too slow. We don't want
the Kraken to catch us.
I'm savin' me strength for when it comes.
And I don't think it's Krack-en, anyways.
I always heard it said Kray-kin.
What, with a long A?
No-no-no-no-no-no-no. Krock-en's how
it's pronounced in the original Scandinavian,
and Krack-en's closer to that.
Well we ain't original Scandinavians,
are we? Kray-ken!
It's a mythological creature, I can
calls it what I wants.
[their longboat arrives at the beach, Jack disembarks and begins
to walk off]
Guard the boat, mind the tide... Don't
touch my dirt.
[Elizabeth is walking in some sand dunes near the beach, using
This doesn't work. And it *certainly*
doesn't show you what you want most.
[Elizabeth sits down on the sand, and sets the compass down on
the sand, the needle points to her]
Yes it *does*. You're sitting on it!
Beg your pardon?
[they start digging under where Elizabeth was sitting]
[Pintel and Ragetti are by the boat, clowning around, Ragetti
is balancing a shovel on one hand]
"Mind the tide."
I ?can/?may join the circus!
?Don't ?mind ?if I shine your shoes,
[Jones is watching Pintel and Ragetti on the beach through a
They're here. And I cannot step foot
on land again for near of a decade.
Then trust us to act in your stead.
I'll trust you know what awaits should
you *fail*! Down, then!
[ugly, nondescript crewmember] Down!
[view from the deck of the Flying Dutchman as it submerges, some
[Pintel and Ragetti are astounded to see the ship submerge in
the distance, Ragetti's balanced shovel falls]
[Pintel and Ragetti run off to warn the others]
[Norrington is digging in the sand, Jack sits in a lotus position
nearby on a sandy slope]
[while digging, Norrington's shovel hits something hard, they
brush off sand to reveal a chest]
[they remove the chest from the sand]
[the chest contains a pearl necklace, documents, and a smaller
chest, among other things]
[Elizabeth opens up a letter with a wax seal, and reads it to
[they all bend near to put their ears to the small chest, and
they hear a heartbeat]
You actually *were* telling the truth.
I do that quite a lot. Yet people are
With good reason!
[Will has unexpectedly appeared on the beach, walking up toward
Will! You're alright! Thank God! I came
to find you!
[Will and Elizabeth kiss]
How did you get here?
Sea turtles, mate. A pair of them, strapped
to my feet.
Not so easy, is it?
But I do owe you thanks, Jack.
After you tricked me onto that ship
to square your debt with Jones.
I was reunited with my father.
Oh! Well... you're welcome, then.
Everything you said to me... every
word, was a lie!
Pretty much. Time and tide, love.
[Will stoops down with the key to open the chest]
Oy! What're you doing?
I'm gonna kill Jones.
[Jack draws his sword, points it at Will]
Can't let you do that, William. 'Cause
if Jones is dead, who's to call his
terrible beastie off the hunt, eh? Now.
If you please: The key.
[Will backs up slowly, then suddenly draws Elizabeth's sword,
points it at Jack]
I keep the promises I make, Jack. I
intend to free my father. I hope you're
here to see it.
[Norrington draws his sword, points it at Will]
I can't let you do that, either. So
I knew you'd warm up to me eventually.
[Norrington points his sword at Jack]
Lord Beckett desires the contents of
that chest. I deliver it, and get my
Ah. The dark side of ambition.
Oh, I prefer to see it as the promise
[various dueling interjections]
Guard the chest!
[duel halts for a second]
This is bar-*baric*! This is *no* way
for grown men to settle - ! Oh! Fine!
Let's just - *pull* out our swords and
start *banging* away at each other!
*This will solve everything!* I've had
it! I've had enough! Wobbly-legged,
[Elizabeth throws a rock at the duelists, but the rock goes far
to the left of them]
How'd this go all screwy?
Well, each wants the chest for hisself,
don't 'e? Mister Norrington, I think
he's tryna regain a bit of honor. Old
Jack's lookin' to trade it, save his
own skin. And Turner there - I figure
'e's tryna... settle some unresolved
business 'twixt him and his twice-cursed
Sad. That chest must be worth more 'n
a shiny penny.
Oh! Tsk-tsk-tsk. Terrible temptation.
If we was any kind of *decent*, we'd
remove temptation from their path.
[Pintel and Ragetti giggle and run off to steal the small chest]
[Elizabeth is panting from exasperation and exhaustion]
Oh! Oh...! The heat!
[Elizabeth pretends to faint, which knocks off her hat]
[Elizabeth watches sideways as the duelists continue fighting,
oblivious to her]
[Elizabeth soon sits up, puts on her hat]
[Pintel & Ragetti run by in the distance behind her, with the
[Elizabeth sees Pintel & Ragetti, and goes to chase them]
[various duel scenes on the beach]
[Norrington kicks sand in Will's face]
By your leave, Mister Turner.
[Norrington runs off to chase Jack up the hill]
[the crew of Flying Dutchman emerge from the shallows]
[one crewmember holds chain shot as a weapon]
[Jack and Norrington run through bushes on the beach, then up
to a dilapidated stone church on the hill] [P2]
[Norrington chases Jack up steps inside the building, Jack kicks
Norrington back down with his foot]
[Jack and Norrington have a swordfight on the inside steps]
[Jack grabs hold of the bell rope, which carries him downward,
and carries Will upward, who just arrived]
By *your* leave, Mister Norrington.
[the Flying Dutchman crew on shore are at the large chest and
look up to the ringing bell in the building on the hill]
[while Norrington and Will are dueling on top of the roof, Jack
deftly grabs the dangling key away from Norrington's hand]
[noticing the key gone, Norrington then turns and duels with
[soon Norrington knocks Jack's sword from Jack's hand, the sword
is flung onto the ground below]
Do excuse me while I kill the man who
ruined my life.
Be my guest.
Let us examine that claim for a moment,
former Commodore, shall we? Who was
it, who at the very moment you had a
notorious pirate safely behind bars,
saw fit to *free* said pirate, and take
your dearly beloved all to hisself,
hey? So who's fault is it, *really*,
that you've ended up a rum-pot deckhand
what takes orders from pirates?
[Jack somersaults off the roof to escape, Norrington turns to
Unfortunately, Mister Turner... He's
[Norrington and Will resume their part of the rooftop duel]
Still rooting for you, mate!
[Jack picks up his sword from the ground, and puts the key around
[Jack walks through a graveyard, falls into an open grave]
[Jack stands up in the bottom of the hole]
[Norrington backs Will onto the top of the mill's waterwheel]
[the axle of the wheel breaks off with Norrington and Jack dueling
[Jack is facing the other direction, so is unaware of the freed
wheel rolling behind him]
[the wheel crashes through a small fence, turns, and rolls directly
[the waterwheel rolls over Jack, and Jack is pulled into the
inside of the wheel]
[the key that Jack had around his neck falls off into the wheel]
[Jack struggles to grab the key, which is caught and dangling
inside the rolling wheel]
[Jack finally grabs the key, but hits his head on a metal bar
inside the wheel, and falls off the wheel]
[Pintel & Ragetti are running off with the small chest, each
holding one side, giggling]
[Elizabeth steps in front Pintel & Ragetti, confronting them,
[Pintel & Ragetti drop the chest, pull their swords on Elizabeth]
[Elizabeth reaches for her sword, but it's gone]
[Pintel & Ragetti slowly advance on Elizabeth, she slowly retreats
while facing them]
[they all pause for a moment to watch the wheel roll by with
the duel on top]
[Jack is running behind the wheel, trying to catch up and get
the key that is still inside]
[Pintel shrugs, Pintel and Ragetti resume advancing on Elizabeth]
[suddenly a thrown axe embeds itself in a coconut palm next to
[all three turn to see Jones' crew crashing through the bushes
[swordfight ensues with the Flying Dutchmen crew and Pintel and
[Norrington and Will continue fighting atop the rolling wheel]
[Jack grabs hold of a palm frond on a coconut palm while at the
top of the wheel]
[the wheel continues on, Jack hangs from the frond, then drops
to the ground]
[a sword is thrown to Elizabeth, just in time]
[a sword is thrown to Pintel, just in time]
[a sword is thrown to Ragetti, just in time]
[Jack sees Hadrus running alone through the palms, carrying the
[Jack picks up a coconut, whirls it a moment, then throws it
[Hadrus' (conch shell) head is knocked off by the coconut]
[Hadrus' head lies on the ground, attempting to give orders to
the rest of his body to find the head]
Aya! Uh ?seech! Aunido! Aunido! Follow
my voice! Follow my voice! To the left,
uh... No, to the right... Go to the
[Hadrus' headless body walks into a coconut palm]
No... That's a tree.
Oh, shut it.
[Jack unlocks the small chest with the key, square security bolts
suddenly protrude when opened]
[the heart is inside, beating]
[crewmen of the Flying Dutchman approach, Jack tucks the heart
into his vest]
[Elizabeth uses two swords together, one in each hand, to stab
backwards and kill two attacking crewmen]
[Jack is the first to arrive back at the longboat on the beach]
Jar of dirt!
[Jack opens his jar of dirt, dumps out some dirt, puts the heart
in the jar, scoops handfuls of dirt back into the jar]
[a Flying Dutchman crewmember arrives at the boat, Jack fights
him using an oar]
[the swordfight is carried to the beach as the Black Pearl crew
attempts to escape by longboat]
[Norrington arrives at the longboat, while others are fighting
he takes the heart from the jar, puts it under his vest]
[the rolling waterwheel reaches the beach, rolls out into the
shallows, falls on its side]
[Norrington and Will walk away from it, wobbling from dizziness]
[Pintel & Ragetti attempt to escape by longboat, but Will blocks
[Pintel & Ragetti reach for their swords, to find their swords
[Pintel & Ragetti grab a fishnet and oar as weapons against Will]
Come on, Turner!
[Jack fights with Koleniko, using an oar, subdues him]
[Will sees the key in the chest, Jack notices Will looking at
the key and chest]
[Jack hits Will on the head with the our, which knocks him out]
Leave him lie! Unless you plan on using
him to hit something with.
We're not getting out of this.
Not with the chest. Into the boat.
[Norrington takes the chest]
Don't wait for me.
Uh, I say we respect his final wish.
[the remaining Black Pearl crew escape by longboat]
[Hadrus is holding his conch shell head under one arm, the head
speaks to Norrington]
Your bravery is wasted. I shall pry
the chest away from your cold... dead...
[Norrington pauses, looks around]
Here you go!
[Norrington flees, Hadrus drops his head onto the ground when
catching the chest]
[Hadrus' crewmates laugh and walk off with Hadrus' body, ignoring
Uh! ?Ando! Aunido! Aunido! Pirates!
[the face inside Hadrus' head turns around, turns into a hermit
crab, extends its legs]
[the hermit crab head crawls after its departing body and crew]
?Vengo ?kowmpenay ?lachay. Hey! ?Hovaya!
[Will, lying flat on the deck, head over a grate, returns to
consciousness aboard the Black Pearl]
What happened to the chest?
Norrington took it to draw them off.
You're pulling too hard!
You're not pulling hard enough!
Where's the Commodore?
He fell behind.
My prayers be with him. Best not wallow
in our grief. The bright side is: You're
back. And made it off free and clear.
[the Flying Dutchman suddenly surfaces alongside them]
I'll handle this, mate.
Hey! Fishface! Lose something? Hey?
[Jack falls down the stairs of the Pearl, crew says "Ooh!"]
[Jack stands up, struts across the deck, holding his jar of dirt]
Come to negotiate, eh, have you, you
slimy git? Look what I got. I got a
jar of dirt! I got a jar of dirt! And
guess what's inside it?
[the Flying Dutchman's cannon covers slide down, cannons emerge
from the holes]
Hard to starboard.
*Hard to starboard!*
Brace up the foreyard!
Hard to starboard!
Send his beloved Pearl back to the depths!
[a heavy cannonade fires from the Flying Dutchman, blowing large
holes in the Black Pearl]
[Pintel and Ragetti look through the gaping hole in the stern,
see the Flying Dutchman following them]
She's on us! She's on us!
Let them taste the triple guns.
[cage-faced crewmember] Aye, Captain.
[triple-barreled cannon fires, barrel rotates after each blast]
Come on, ###!
She's falling behind!
Aye, and we've got her!
We're the faster?
Against the wind the Dutchman beats
us. That's how she takes her prey. But
*with* the wind...
We rob her advantage.
They're out of range! ?Break ?out
?We giving up, Sir?
[crewmen of the Flying Dutchman are whipped to raise the Kraken
They're giving up! Yay!
My father is *on* that ship. If we
can outrun her, we can take her. We
should turn and fight.
Why fight when you can negotiate? All
one needs... is the proper leverage.
[suddenly the Black Pearl is badly jarred]
[Jack's jar of dirt falls to the deck, breaks open, spills all
[Jack runs down to the spilled dirt, searches frantically for
the heart, which is gone]
Where is it? Where is the thump-thump?
We must've hit the reef!
No. It's not a reef! Get away from the
What is it?
The Kraken. To arms!
All guns, defend the masts!
?It'll ?attack the starboard. I've seen
it before. ?Break out the cannons and
hold for my signal.
[with a deep rumbling sound, the Kraken's tentacles slowly crawl
up the hull]
[the tentacles rise higher]
[the tentacles start feeling around the ship]
I think we've held fire long enough.
[the crew fire the cannons, hitting the tentacles and nearly
[the Kraken sinks into the sea, some tentacles glowing from the
[the crew cheers]
It'll be back. We have to get off the
There's no boats.
[Will sees the wrecked boats, then sets his eyes on the barrels
Pull the grates! Get all the gunpowder
onto the net in the cargo hold.
[hands Elizabeth a long gun]
Whatever you do, don't miss.
As soon as you're clear.
[the crew is busy loading barrels of gunpowder from the hold]
We are short stocked on gunpowder. Six ?barrel/?below.
Bring it up!
There's only half a dozen kegs of powder!
Then load the rum!
[Gibbs seems shocked, then turns to see the entire crew halted,
staring at him in shocked silence]
Aye! The rum, too!
[the crew continues loading]
[aerial view approaching Black Pearl, zooming through the rigging
to the other side]
[Jack is in a rowboat alone, rowing away from the Black Pearl]
[Jack stops rowing, sees the Kraken with tentacles around Black
Pearl in the distance]
[Jack looks back into the direction he's headed, then consults
[Elizabeth runs to the railing, sees Jack rowing away]
Oh you coward!
[another heavy thud hits the ship, crewmen shout]
[the Kraken attacks again]
Heave! Heave like you're being paid
[Pintel & Ragetti stand to one side of a cannon port as a tentacle
pulls one crewmember through sideways]
[Will hangs onto the side of the net of gunpowder barrels, attempting
to attract the Kraken's attention]
Euh! Come on!I'm over here! Come
[Will slashes at tentacles with his sword]
Shoot! Elizabeth, shoot!
[Elizabeth hesitates, waiting for Will to fall free]
[one of the Kraken's tentacles wrap around her leg and drag her
backwards, she screams]
[Ragetti chops off the end of the tentacle holding Elizabeth]
[Another crewmember picks up the rifle and attempts to shoot,
only to be grabbed by the Kraken and flung around]
[the rifle drops onto the deck above Elizabeth]
[Elizabeth tries to pick up the fallen rifle, but someone's foot
holds it down]
[she sees that it's Jack's foot, that he has returned to the
[Jack picks up the rifle and takes aim at the gunpowder]
[slow motion scene of Jack firing a ball into the gunpowder]
[ball whistles through the air, strikes the gunpowder, which
[the Kraken releases its hold, burned tentacles withdraw into
the ocean, groaning sound]
Did we kill it?
No. We just made it angry. We're not
out of this yet. Captain! Orders!
Abandon ship. Into the longboat.
Jack! The Pearl!
She's only a ship, mate.
He's right, we have to head for land.
'S a lot o' open wa'er.
That's a lot o' wa'er.
We have to try. We can get away as it
takes down the Pearl.
Abandon ship. Abandon ship or abandon
[the crew get ready to leave the Pearl, loading supplies and
[Elizabeth approaches Jack]
Thank you, Jack.
We're not free yet, love.
You came back. I always knew you were
a good man.
[Elizabeth passionately kisses Jack]
[Will sees the kiss from the longboat, falters]
Prepare to cast off! There's no time
to lose! Come on, Will, step to!
[the kiss is inturrupted by the sound of shackles, Elizabeth
has chained Jack to the main mast]
It's after you, not the ship. It's not
us. This is the only way, don't you
see? I'm not sorry.
[Elizabeth leans in as if to kiss him again.]
[Elizabeth leaves Jack and climbs down into the long boat]
He elected to stay behind to give us
[the crew look uncertain]
[the longboat casts off]
[Jack struggles with his manacles]
Bugger, bugger, bugger, bugger, bugger,
[a coconut and cannonball roll by, on the tilted deck]
[Jack spots a fallen lantern, picks it up with the tip of his
[Jack breaks the lantern against the mast, pours oil over his
[Jack struggles with slipping his hand out]
Come on... Come on...
[Jack finally manages to slip his hands out]
[the Kraken rises up behind him]
[Jack halts, turns around, faces the Kraken]
[music and sound stop momentarily]
[the Kraken roars, spraying Jack with slime and flinging his
earlier-eaten hat to the deck]
Not so bad.
[Jack spots his old hat lying next to his feet]
[Jack spots his hat, picks it up, puts it on, wipes slime from
[slow motion scene of Jack boldy charging toward the Kraken's
mouth, sword drawn] [Q3]
Jack Sparrow. Our debt is settled.
The captain goes down with his ship.
Turns out not even Jack Sparrow can
best the devil.
Open the chest. Open the chest, I need
to see it!
[the chest is opened, side view as Jones looks in, his face quivers]
[downwards view, showing that the chest is empty, Jones tilts
his head back and shouts]
Damn you, Jack Spar-*row*!
The last of our ships has returned.
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
Is there any news on the chest?
None. But... one of the ships did pick
up a man adrift at sea. He had these.
[Mercer drops the Letters of Marque on Beckett's desk]
[Beckett opens the letter to look at it before looking up at
Norrington, who has been standing in the office]
I took the liberty of filling in my
[from his desk, Beckett beckons Norrington with two fingers]
LORD CUTLER BECKETT
If you intend to claim these, then you
must have something to trade. D'you
have the Compass?
Better. The heart of Davy Jones.
[the remaining crew paddles through the waters to Tia Dalma's
[many natives stand in the waters surrounding the shack, holding
candles, mourning Jack Sparrow]
[inside the shack, Will absent-mindedly keeps throwing his father's
knife into the table top]
[Tia carries a tray around to all of them, offers the mugs to
Against de cold... and de sorrow.
[Elizabeth takes a mug but doesn't drink]
It's a shame. I know you're t'inking
that wid the Pearl, you coulda captured
the devil and set free your fadder's
Doesn't matter now. The Pearl's gone.
Along with its captain.
[Gibbs is standing in the doorway on the side of the shack]
Aye. And already the world seems a bit
less bright. He fooled us all right
to the end. But I guess that honest
streak finally won out. To Jack Sparrow!
Never another like Captain Jack.
He was a gentleman of fortune, he was.
He was a good man.
[they all take a drink out of their mugs, except Elizabeth]
If there was anything could be done
to bring him back... Elizabeth...
Would you do it? Hmmm? What... would
you? Hmmm? What would *any* of you be
willing to do? Hmmm? Would you sail
to the ends of the eart', and beyond,
to fetch back ?witty Jack and 'im precious
Alright. But if you're goin' brave de
weird, and haunted shores, at world's
end, den... you will need a captain
who knows dose waters.
[a man wearing boots descends the stairs into the room]
So tell me, what's become of my ship?
[Barbossa bites into a green apple, juice dripples down his chin]
[Jack the monkey on Barbossa's left shoulder faces the camera