ELIZABETH:YO, HO, YO, HO, A PIRATE'S LIFE FOR ME.YO, HO, YO, HO, IT'S A PIRATE'S LIFE FOR ME.
ELIZABETH:.DRINK UP ME HEARTIES, YO, HO.
GIBBS:QUIET, MISSY! CURSED PIRATES SAIL THESE WATERS.YOU WANT TO CALL 'EM DOWN ON US?
NORRINGTON:MR.GIBBS.
NORRINGTON:THAT WILL DO.
GIBBS:SHE WAS SINGING ABOUT PIRATES.BAD LUCK TO SING ABOUT PIRATES, WITH US MIRED IN THIS UNNATURAL FOG - MARK MY WORDS.
NORRINGTON:CONSIDER THEM MARKED.ON YOUR WAY.
GIBBS:'AYE, LIEUTENANT.BAD LUCK TO HAVE A WOMAN ON BOARD, TOO.EVEN A MINI'TURE ONE.
ELIZABETH:I THINK IT WOULD BE RATHER EXCITING TO MEET A PIRATE.
NORRINGTON:THINK AGAIN, MISS SWANN.VILE AND DISSOLUTE CREATURES, THE LOT OF THEM.I INTEND TO SEE TO IT THAT ANY MAN WHO SAILS UNDER A PIRATE FLAG, OR WEARS A PIRATE BRAND, GETS WHAT HE DESERVES:A SHORT DROP AND A SUDDEN STOP.
SWANN:CAPTAIN NORRINGTON.I APPRECIATE YOUR FERVOR, BUT I AM CONCERNED ABOUT THE EFFECT THIS SUBJECT WILL HAVE ON MY DAUGHTER.
NORRINGTON:MY APOLOGIES, GOVERNOR.
ELIZABETH:ACTUALLY, I FIND IT ALL FASCINATING.
SWANN:AND THAT'S WHAT CONCERNS ME.ELIZABETH, WE WILL BE LANDING IN PORT ROYAL SOON, AND BEGINNING OUR NEW LIVES.WOULDN'T IT BE WONDERFUL IF WE COMPORT OURSELVES AS BEFITS OUR CLASS AND STATION?
ELIZABETH:YES, FATHER.
ELIZABETH:I STILL THINK IT WOULD BE EXCITING TO MEET A PIRATE.THE FOG STILL HEMS IN THE SHIP; VERY LITTLE OF THE SEA IS VISIBLE
ELIZABETH:LOOK! A BOY! THERE'S A BOY IN THE WATER!
NORRINGTON:MAN OVERBOARD!
ELIZABETH:BOY OVERBOARD!
NORRINGTON:FETCH A HOOK - HAUL HIM OUT OF THERE!
NORRINGTON:HE'S STILL BREATHING.
SWANN:WHERE DID HE COME FROM?
GIBBS:MARY MOTHER OF GOD.
SWANN:WHAT HAPPENED HERE?
NORRINGTON:AN EXPLOSION IN THE POWDER MAGAZINE.MERCHANT VESSELS RUN HEAVILY ARMED.
GIBBS:LOT OF GOOD IT DID THEM.EVERYONE'S THINKING IT! I'M JUST SAYING IT! PIRATES!
SWANN:THERE IS NO PROOF OF THAT.IT COULD HAVE BEEN AN ACCIDENT.CAPTAIN, THESE MEN WERE MY PROTECTION.IF THERE IS EVEN THE SLIGHTEST CHANCE ONE OF THOSE POOR DEVILS IS STILL ALIVE, WE CANNOT ABANDON THEM!
NORRINGTON:OF COURSE NOT.ROUSE THE CAPTAIN, IMMEDIATELY.COME ABOUT AND STRIKE THE SAILS! UNLASH THE BOATS! GUNNERY CREW.JACKETS OFF THE CANNONS! HOPE FOR THE BEST.PREPARE FOR THE WORST.MOVE THE BOY AFT.WE'LL NEED THE DECK CLEAR.
SWANN:ELIZABETH, I WANT YOU TO ACCOMPANY THE BOY.HE'S IN YOUR CHARGE NOW.YOU'LL WATCH OVER HIM? ELIZABETH NODS GRAVELY.SWANN HURRIES AWAY TO HELP UNSTOW THE LONGBOAT.THE SAILORS LAY THE BOY GENTLY ON THE POOP DECK, BEHIND THE WHEEL, THEY HURRY OFF.ELIZABETH KNEELS DOWN BESIDE THE BOY.HIS GOOD LOOKS ARE NOT LOST ON HER.SHE REACHES OUT, GENTLY BRUSHES THE BLOND HAIR FROM HIS EYES - SUDDENLY, HE GRABS HER WRIST, AWAKE NOW.ELIZABETH IS STARTLED, BUT THEIR EYES LOCK.SHE TAKES HIS HAND IN HERS.
ELIZABETH:MY NAME IS ELIZABETH SWANN.
WILL:WILL TURNER.
ELIZABETH:I'M WATCHING OVER YOU, WILL.HE CLUTCHES HER HANDS, THEN SLIPS BACK INTO UNCONSCIOUSNESS.HIS MOVEMENT HAS OPENED THE COLLAR OF HIS SHIRT; ELIZABETH SEES HE WEARS A CHAIN AROUND HIS NECK.SHE TUGS IT FREE, REVEALING - A GOLD MEDALLION.ONE SIDE IS BLANK.SHE TURNS IT OVER - A SKULL GAZES UP AT HER.VAGUELY AZTEC IN DESIGN, BUT TO HER EYES, IT CAN MEAN ONE THING ONLY
ELIZABETH:YOU'RE A PIRATE.SHE GLANCES BACK AT THE CREW.SEES NORRINGTON, GIVING ORDERS, MOVING TOWARD HER.SHE LOOKS BACK AT WILL - COMES TO A QUICK DECISION.TAKES THE MEDALLION FROM AROUND HIS NECK.HIDES IT UNDER HER COAT.NORRONGTON ARRIVES.
NORRINGTON:DID HE SPEAK?
ELIZABETH:HIS NAME IS WILL TURNER - THAT'S ALL I FOUND OUT.
NORRINGTON:VERY GOOD.
SWANN:ELIZABETH? IS EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT? ARE YOU DECENT?
ELIZABETH:YES - YES.SHE PUTS ON THE MEDALLION, THROWS A DRESSING GOWN ON AS SWANN ENTERS, CARRYING A LARGE BOX.A UNIFORMED MAID, ESTRELLA, FOLLOWS.
SWANN:STILL ABED AT THIS HOUR? IT'S A BEAUTIFUL DAY! ESTRELLA PULLS BACK THE HEAVY CURTAINS, REVEALING:BENEATH A BLUE SKY LIES THE BUCOLIC TOWN OF PORT ROYAL, BUILT ON A NATURAL HARBOR.ON A BLUFF AT THE MOUTH OF THE HARBOR STANDS FORT CHARLES, ITS STONE PARAPETS LINED WITH CANNONS.
SWANN:I HAVE A GIFT FOR YOU.HE OPENS THE BOX, AND DISPLAYS FOR HER A GORGEOUS VELVET DRESS.SHE LETS OUT AN ADMIRING GASP.
ELIZABETH:IT'S - BEAUTIFUL.MAY I INQUIRE AS TO THE OCCASION?
SWANN:IS AN OCCASION NECESSARY FOR A FATHER TO DOTE UPON HIS DAUGHTER WITH GIFTS? ELIZABETH HAPPILY TAKES IT, GOES BEHIND A SCREENED-OFF DRESSING AREA.ESTRELLA FOLLOWS, CARRYING THE BOX.
SWANN:ALTHOUGH.I DID THINK YOU COULD WEAR IT TO THE CEREMONY TODAY.
ELIZABETH:CEREMONY?
SWANN:CAPTAIN NORRINGTON'S PROMOTION CEREMONY.ELIZABETH PEEKS AROUND THE SCREEN.
ELIZABETH:I KNEW IT.
SWANN:OR, RATHER, COMMODORE NORRINGTON.A FINE GENTLEMAN, DON'T YOU THINK? HE FANCIES YOU, YOU KNOW.BEHIND THE SCREEN, ELIZABETH GASPS.
SWANN:ELIZABETH? HOW'S IT COMING? ON ELIZABETH - SHE HOLDS HER HAIR AND THE MEDALLION (STILL AROUND HER NECK) OUT OF THE WAY AS THE MAID CINCHES HER INTO A CORSET OVER HER SLIP.ESTRELLA HAS HER FOOT IN ELIZABETH'S BACK AS SHE PULLS THE LACES TIGHT.
ELIZABETH:DIFFICULT.TO SAY.
SWANN:I'M TOLD THAT DRESS IS THE VERY LATEST FASHION IN LONDON.
ELIZABETH:WOMEN IN LONDON MUST HAVE LEARNED TO NOT BREATHE.ESTRELLA IS FINISHED.ELIZABETH TAKES A BREATH - AND WINCES.A BUTLER APPEARS IN THE DOORWAY OF THE ROOM.
BUTLER:GOVERNOR? A CALLER IS HERE FOR YOU.
INT.GOVERNOR'SMANSION-FOYER-DAY:THE CALLER, DRESSED IN ROUGH CLOTHING, STANDS IN THE FOYER, LOOKING VERY OUT OF PLACE, AND KNOWING IT.HE HOLDS A LONG PRESENTATION CASE.HE POLISHES THE TOES OF HIS BOOTS ON THE BACK OF HIS CALVES, BUT IT DOESN'T HELP.
SWANN:AH, MR.TURNER! IT'S GOOD TO SEE YOU AGAIN! THE CALLER TURNS - IT IS WILL TURNER.HANDSOME, WITH A WATCHFUL DEMEANOR THAT GIVES HIM A WEIGHT BEYOND HIS YEARS.
WILL:GOOD DAY, SIR.I HAVE YOUR ORDER.SWANN HURRIES TO HIM, OPENS THE CASE.INSIDE IS A BEAUTIFUL DRESS SWORD AND SCABBARD.SWANN TAKES IT OUT REVERENTLY.
WILL:THE BLADE IS FOLDED STEEL.THAT'S GOLD FILIGREE LAID INTO THE HANDLE.IF I MAY - HE TAKES THE SWORD FROM SWANN, AND BALANCES IT ON ONE FINGER AT THE POINT WHERE THE BLADE MEETS THE GUARD.
WILL:PERFECTLY BALANCED.THE TANG IS NEARLY THE FULL WIDTH OF THE BLADE.
SWANN:IMPRESSIVE.VERY IMPRESSIVE.COMMODORE NORRINGTON WILL BE PLEASED, I'M SURE.DO PASS MY COMPLIMENTS ON TO YOUR MASTER.WILL'S FACE FALLS.CLEARLY, THE WORK IS HIS, AND HE IS PROUD OF IT.WITH PRACTICED EASE, HE FLIPS THE SWORD AROUND, CATCHES IT BY THE HILT AND RETURNS IT TO THE CASE.
WILL:I SHALL.A CRAFTSMAN IS ALWAYS PLEASED TO HEAR HIS WORK IS APPRECIATED - HE STOPS SPEAKING ABRUPTLY, STARING PAST SWANN - ELIZABETH STANDS ON THE STAIRS.GRANTED, THE DRESS MAY BE PAINFUL TO WEAR, BUT HOLY SMOKES!
SWANN:ELIZABETH! YOU LOOK STUNNING! WILL TRIES TO SPEAK, BUT CAN'T.HE GIVES UP, SMILES TO HIMSELF, AND SIMPLY NODS EMPHATICALLY.
ELIZABETH:WILL! IT'S SO GOOD TO SEE YOU! HER HAND GOES TO THE CHAIN AROUND HER THROAT (THE MEDALLION IS HIDDEN IN THE BODICE OF HER DRESS).
ELIZABETH:I DREAMT ABOUT YOU LAST NIGHT.WILL REACTS WITH SURPRISE:"REALLY?"
SWANN:ELIZABETH, THIS IS HARDLY APPROPRIATE
ELIZABETH:ABOUT THE DAY WE MET.DO YOU REMEMBER?
WILL:I COULD NEVER FORGET IT, MISS SWANN.
ELIZABETH:WILL, HOW MANY TIMES MUST I ASK YOU TO CALL ME 'ELIZABETH'?
WILL:AT LEAST ONCE MORE, MISS SWANN.AS ALWAYS.
SWANN:WELL SAID! THERE'S A BOY WHO UNDERSTANDS PROPRIETY.NOW, WE MUST BE GOING.ELIZABETH STRAIGHTENS HER BACK, GATHERS HER SKIRTS AND STRIDES PAST WILL.
ELIZABETH:GOOD DAY, MR.TURNER.SWANN FOLLOWS ELIZABETH OUT THE DOOR.
WILL:GOOD DAY.HE WATCHES AS SHE IS HELPED ABOARD A CARRIAGE BY THE DRIVER.
WILL:ELIZABETH.IN THE CARRIAGE:SWANN GLOWERS AT HIS DAUGHTER.
SWANN:DEAR, I DO HOPE YOU DEMONSTRATE A BIT MORE DECORUM IN FRONT OF COMMODORE NORRINGTON.AFTER ALL, IT IS ONLY THROUGH HIS EFFORTS THAT PORT ROYAL HAS BECOME AT ALL CIVILIZED.
HARBORMASTER:IF YOU'RE ROLLING SCUPPERS IN THIS TUB, YOU'RE EITHER INCREDIBLY BRAVE OR INCREDIBLY STUPID.
JACK:IT'S REMARKABLE HOW OFTEN THOSE TWO TRAITS COINCIDE.
HARBORMASTER:IT'S A SHILLING FOR THE DOCK SPACE, AND YOU'RE GOING TO HAVE TO GIVE ME YOUR NAME.
JACK:WHAT DO YOU SAT THREE SHILLINGS, AND WE FORGET THE NAME?
HARBORMASTER:WELCOME TO PORT ROYAL, MR.SMITH.
MURTOGG:THIS DOCK IS OFF-LIMITS TO CIVILIANS.
JACK:SORRY, I DIDN'T KNOW.MUSIC DRIFTS DOWN FROM FORT CHARLES.JACK LOOKS UP, SHIELDS HIS EYES.
JACK:SOME SORT OF TO-DO UP AT THE FORT, EH? YOU TWO WEREN'T INVITED?
MURTOGG:NO.SOMONE HAS TO MAKE SURE THIS DOCK STAYS OFF-LIMITS TO CIVILIANS.
JACK:THIS MUST BE SOME IMPORTANT BOAT.
MULLROY:SHIP.
JACK:SHIP.
MURTOGG:CAPTAIN NORRINGTON'S MADE IT HIS FLAGSHIP.HE'LL USE IT TO HUNT DOWN THE LAST DREGS OF PIRACY ON THE SPANISH LAKE.
MULLOY:COMMODORE.
MURTOGG:RIGHT.COMMODORE NORRINGTON.
JACK:THAT'S A FINE GOAL, I'M SURE.BUT IT SEEMS TO ME A SHIP LIKE THAT - - MAKES THIS ONE HERE JUST A WEE SUPERFLOUS.
MURTOGG:OH, THE DAUNTLESS IS THE POWER IN THESE WATERS, TRUE ENOUGH - BUT THERE'S NO SHIP THAT CAN MATCH THE INTERCEPTOR FOR SPEED.
JACK:THAT SO? I'VE HEARD OF ONE, SUPPOSED TO BE FAST, NEIGH UNCATCHABLE.THE BLACK PEARL? MULLROY SCOFFS AT THE NAME.
MULLROY:THERE'S NO *REAL* SHIP AS CAN MATCH THE INTERCEPTOR.
MURTOGG:THE BLACK PEARL IS A REAL SHIP.
MULLROY:NO, IT'S NOT.
MURTOGG:YES IT IS.I'VE SEEN IT.
MULLROY:YOU'VE SEEN IT?
MURTOGG:YES.
MULLROY:YOU'VE SEEN THE BLACK PEARL?
MURTOGG:YES.
MULLROY:YOU HAVEN'T SEEN IT.
MURTOGG:YES, I HAVE.
MULLROY:YOU'VE SEEN A SHIP WITH BLACK SAILS THAT'S CREWED BY THE DAMNED AND CAPTAINED BY A MAN SO EVIL THAT HELL ITSELF SPAT HIM BACK OUT?
MURTOGG:NO.
MULLROY:NO.
MURTOGG:BUT I'VE SEEN A SHIP WITH BLACK SAILS.
MULLROY:OH, AND NO SHIP THAT'S NOT CREWED BY THE DAMNED AND CAPTAINED BY A MAN SO EVIL THAT HELL ITSELF SPAT HIM BACK OUT COULD POSSIBLY HAVE BLACK SAILS AND THEREFORE COULDN'T POSSIBLY BE ANY SHIP OTHER THAN THE BLACK PEARL.IS THAT WHAT YOU'RE SAYING?
MURTOGG:NO.
MULLROY:LIKE I SAID, THERE'S NO REAL SHIP AS CAN MATCH - HEY! BUT JACK'S NOT THERE.MURTOGG AND MULLROY LOOK AROUND, SPOT - JACK STANDING AT THE WHEEL OF THE INTERCEPTOR, CASUALLY EXAMINING THE MECHANISM.
MULLROY:YOU! JACK LOOKS OVER IN EXAGGERATEDLY INNOCENT SURPRISE.THE SAILORS HURRY TOWARD THE GANGPLANK.
MULLROY:GET AWAY FROM THERE! YOU DON'T HAVE PERMISSION TO BE ABOARD THERE! JACK SPREADS HIS HANDS IN APOLOGY.
JACK:I'M SORRY.IT'S JUST SUCH A PRETTY BOAT.SHIP.THE SAILORS STUDY HIM SUSPICIOUSLY.
MURTOGG:WHAT'S YOUR NAME?
JACK:SMITH.
MULLROY:WHAT'S YOUR BUSINESS IN PORT ROYAL, 'MR.SMITH'?
MURTOGG:AND NO LIES!
JACK:NONE? VERY WELL.YOU RUMBLED ME.I CONFESS:I INTEND TO COMMANDEER ONE OF THESE SHIPS, PICK UP A CREW IN TORTUGA, AND GO ON THE ACCOUNT, DO A LITTLE HONEST PIRATING.
MURTOGG:I SAID, NO LIES.
MULLROY:I THINK HE'S TELLING THE TRUTH.
MURTOGG:HE'S NOT TELLING THE TRUTH.
MULLROY:HE MAY BE.
MURTOGG:IF HE WERE TELLING TRUTH HE WOULDN'T HAVE TOLD US.
JACK:UNLESS, OF COURSE, HE KNEW YOU WOULDN'T BELIEVE THE TRUTH IF HE TOLD YOU IT.MURTOGG AND MULLROY CONSIDER THAT POINT
EXT.FORTCHARLES-DAY:ELIZABETH, PALE AND PERSPIRING, FANS HERSELF WEAKLY, OBLIVIOUS TO THE MUSIC AND CHATTER.
NORRINGTON:MAY I HAVE A MOMENT? HE EXTENDS HIS HAND.SHE TAKES IT.HE WALKS HER AWAY FROM THE PARTY, TOWARD THE PARAPET.A RATHER TOO LONG OF A SILENCE AS NORRINGTON WORKS UP HIS COURAGE.
NORRINGTON:YOU LOOK LOVELY.ELIZABETH.ELIZABETH FROWNS, UNABLE TO FOCUS.NORRINGTON MISTAKES HER EXPRESSION AS DISAPPROVAL.
NORRINGTON:I APOLOGIZE IF I SEEM FORWARD - BUT I MUST SPEAK MY MIND.(WORKING UP HIS CONFIDENCE TO DO SO) THIS PROMOTION CONFIRMS THAT I HAVE ACCOMPLISHED THE GOALS I SET FOR MYSELF IN MY CAREER.BUT IT ALSO CASTS INTO SHARP RELIEF THAT WHICH I HAVE NOT ACHIEVED.THE THING ALL MEN MOST REQUIRE:A MARRIAGE TO A FINE WOMAN.YOU HAVE BECOME A FINE WOMAN, ELIZABETH.
ELIZABETH:I CAN'T BREATHE.
NORRINGTON:I'M A BIT NERVOUS, MYSELF - ELIZABETH LOSES HER BALANCE, STUMBLES AWAY FROM NORRINGTON.SHE REACHES A HAND OUT TO THE PARAPET TO STEADY HERSELF, BUT IT SLIDES OFF - - AND THEN SHE VANISHES OVER THE WALL.GONE.
ELIZABETH:ELIZABETH!
NORRINGTON:ELIZABETH!
GILLETTE:THE ROCKS, SIR! IT'S A MIRACLE SHE MISSED THEM!
JACK:AREN'T YOU GOING TO SAVE HER?
MULLROY:I CAN'T SWIM.MURTOGG SHAKES HIS HEAD - NEITHER DOES HE.
JACK:SAILORS.JACK SCOWLS.HE HAS NO CHOICE - AND IT PISSES HIM OFF.
JACK:FINE.HE PULLS A PISTOL FROM HIS SWORD BELT, HANDS IT TO MURTOGG; THEN HANDS THE BELT TO MULLROY.
JACK:DON'T LOSE THESE.
MULLROY:NOT BREATHING.MURTOGG LOOKS DOWN; IT SEEMS HOPELESS.JACK STEPS UP, DRAWING MURTOGG'S KNIFE FROM ITS SHEATH.
JACK:MOVE.HE PUSHES PAST MULLROY, KNEELS OVER ELIZABETH, RAISES THE KNIFE - MURTOGG IS SHOCKED
MULLROY:I NEVER WOULD HAVE THOUGHT OF THAT.
JACK:CLEARLY, YOU'VE NEVER BEEN TO SINGAPORE.
JACK:WHERE DID YOU GET THIS? BEFORE ELIZABETH CAN ANSWER, THE BLADE OF A SWORD IS AT JACK'S THROAT - NORRINGTON'S NEW CEREMONIAL SWORD, IN FACT, LOOKING BRIGHT AND SHARP.
NORRINGTON:ON YOUR FEET.
SWANN:ELIZABETH! ARE YOU ALL RIGHT? HE STRIPS OFF HIS JACKET, DRAPES IT AROUND HER.
ELIZABETH:YES - YES, I'M FINE - COMMODORE NORRINGTON, DO YOU INTEND TO KILL MY RESCUER?
NORRINGTON:I BELIEVE THANKS ARE IN ORDER.JACK TAKES NORRINGTON'S HAND GINGERLY.THEY SHAKE
NORRINGTON:HAD A BRUSH-UP WITH THE EAST INDIA TRADING COMPANY, DID YOU.PIRATE?
NORRINGTON:KEEP YOUR GUNS ON HIM, MEN.GILLETTE, FETCH SOME IRONS.
NORRINGTON:WELL, WELL.JACK SPARROW, ISN'T IT?
JACK:CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW.IF YOU PLEASE.NORRINGTON LOOKS OUT AT THE BAY.
NORRINGTON:I DON'T SEE YOUR SHIP - CAPTAIN.
MURTOGG:HE SAID HE'D COME TO COMMANDEER ONE.
MULLROY:I TOLD YOU HE WAS TELLING THE TRUTH.THESE ARE HIS, SIR.
NORRINGTON:EXTRA POWDER, BUT NO ADDITIONAL SHOT.JACK SHRUGS.NORRINGTON UNHOOKS THE COMPASS FROM THE BELT, OPENS IT.HE FROWNS AT THE READING.MOVES THE COMPASS THIS WAY AND THAT, KEEPING IT PARALLEL TO THE GROUND.
NORRINGTON:IT DOESN'T BEAR TRUE.JACK LOOKS AWAY, A BIT EMBARRASSED.NORRINGTON RETURNS THE COMPASS TO THE BELT.DRAWS THE SWORD HALF FROM THE SCABBARD.
NORRINGTON:I HALF-EXPECTED IT TO BE MADE OF WOOD.HE SLIDES IT BACK INTO THE SCABBARD, HANDS IT TO MULLROY.
NORRINGTON:TAKING STOCK:YOU'VE GOT A PISTOL WITH ONLY ONE SHOT, A COMPASS THAT DOESN'T POINT NORTH.AND NO SHIP.YOU ARE WITHOUT A DOUBT THE WORST PIRATE I HAVE EVER HEARD OF.
JACK:AH, BUT YOU HAVE HEARD OF ME.GILLETTE RETURNS WITH SHACKLES, APPROACHES JACK.
NORRINGTON:CAREFULLY, LIEUTENANT.ELIZABETH STEPS FORWARD.SWANN'S JACKET SLIPS OFF HER.SHE IS UNCONCERNED, BUT HE IS INTENT ON PUTTING IT BACK ON HER.
ELIZABETH:COMMODORE, I MUST PROTEST.PIRATE OR NOT, THIS MAN SAVED MY LIFE.
NORRINGTON:ONE GOOD DEED IS NOT ENOUGH TO REDEEM A MAN OF A LIFETIME OF WICKEDNESS.GILLETTE SNAPS THE MANACLES CLOSED ON JACK'S WRISTS.
JACK:BUT IT SEEMS TO BE ENOUGH TO CONDEMN HIM.
NORRINGTON:INDEED.NOW THAT JACK IS SAFELY CHAINED, NORRINGTON NODS TO HIS MEN.ALL BUT ONE STOW THEIR WEAPONS, AND TWO STEP FORWARD
JACK:FINALLY.
JACK:(BACKING AWAY, TOWARD LAND) COMMODORE NORRINGTON.MY PISTOL AND BELT, PLEASE.NORRINGTON HESITATES, BALLS HIS FISTS IN FRUSTRATION.
JACK:COMMODORE! MULLROY HANDS THE PISTOL AND BELT TO NORRINGTON.NORRINGTON HOLDS THEM OUT TO JACK.
JACK:ELIZABETH - IT IS ELIZABETH? ELIZABETH IS MORE ANGRY THAN FRIGHTENED.
ELIZABETH:MISS SWANN.
JACK:MISS SWANN, IF YOU'LL BE SO KIND? SHE TAKES THE BELT AND PISTOL FROM NORRINGTON - JACK'S QUICKER THAN SHE IS, AND TAKES THE PISTOL FROM HER.HE JERKS HER AROUND SO SHE IS FACING HIM, BELLY TO BELLY.
JACK:NOW, IF YOU'LL BE VERY KIND? SHE FIGURES OUT WHAT HE WANTS:PUT THE BELT ON HIM.
ELIZABETH:YOU ARE DESPICABLE.
JACK:I SAVED YOUR LIFE; NOW YOU'VE SAVED MINE.WE'RE SQUARE.DONE.HE TURNS HER AGAIN, AND THEN BACKS UP UNTIL HE BUMPS AGAINST THE CARGO GANTRY.
JACK:GENTLEMEN.M'LADY.YOU WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER THIS AS THE DAY YOU ALMOST CAUGHT CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW.
NORRINGTON:ON HIS HEELS! GILLETTE, BRING A SQUAD DOWN FROM THE FORT! ELIZABETH, ARE YOU
ELIZABETH:YES, I'M ALL RIGHT, I'M FINE! GO CAPTURE HIM.NORRINGTON'S TAKEN ABACK BY HER IRE, AND WISELY HURRIES AWAY.SWANN DRAPES HIS COAT AROUND ELIZABETH.
SWANN:HERE, DEAR.YOU SHOULD WEAR THIS.ELIZABETH SHIVERS, FINDING SUDDENLY THAT SHE IS COLD.GLANCES OUT AT THE BAY - - WHERE A THICK FOG MOVES ACROSS THE TOP OF THE WATER.SHE TAKES THE JACKET.
ELIZABETH:THANK YOU, FATHER.AND LET THAT BE THE LAST OF YOUR FASHION ADVICE, PLEASE.
WILL:RIGHT WHERE I LEFT YOU.SOMETHING CATCHES HIS EYE:AN EMPTY PEG ON THE WALL.THE SLEDGE LYING BESIDE THE ANVIL.
WILL:NOT WHERE I LEFT YOU.HE MOVES CASUALLY TOWARD THE SLEDGE.THE GRABS FOR IT - BUT THE FLAT OF A SWORD BLADE SLAPS HIS HAND.WILL JUMPS BACK.JACK STANDS THERE, SWORD LEVELED AT WILL.HE BACKS WILL UP, TOWARD THE DOOR.WILL GLARES AT HIM.
WILL:YOU'RE THE ONE THEY'RE HUNTING.THE *PIRATE*.JACK ACKNOWLEDGES IT WITH THE TIP OF HIS HEAD.THEN FROWNS, REGARDS WILL.
JACK:YOU LOOK FAMILIAR.HAVE I EVER THREATENED YOU BEFORE?
WILL:I'VE MADE A POINT OF AVOIDING FAMILIARITY WITH PIRATES.
JACK:AH.THEN IT WOULD BE A SHAME TO PUT A BLACK MARK ON YOUR RECORD.SO IF YOU'LL EXCUSE ME.BESIDE THE DOOR IS A GRINDSTONE, A SWORD RESTING IN THE HONING GUIDE.BEFORE JACK CAN REACT, WILL HAS IT IN HAND.
JACK:DO YOU THINK THIS IS WISE, BOY? CROSSING BLADES WITH A PIRATE?
WILL:YOU THREATENED MISS SWANN.
JACK:ONLY A LITTLE.
JACK:YOU KNOW WHAT YOU'RE DOING, I'LL GIVE YOU THAT.EXCELLENT FORM
.BUTHOW'SYOURFOOTWORK?IFI:STEP HERE - HE TAKES A STEP AROUND AN IMAGINARY CIRCLE.WILL STEPS THE OTHER WAY, MAINTAINING HIS RELATIONSHIP WITH JACK.
JACK:VERY GOOD! AND IF I STEP AGAIN, YOU STEP AGAIN.(CONTINUING TO STEP AROUND THE CIRCLE) AND SO WE CIRCLE, CIRCLE, LIKE DOGS WE CIRCLE.THEY ARE NOW EXACTLY OPPOSITE THEIR INITIAL POSITIONS.
JACK:TA!
JACK:THAT'S A GOOD TRICK.EXCEPT, ONCE AGAIN, YOU ARE BETWEEN ME AND THE WAY OUT.(POINTS HIS SWORD AT THE BACK DOOR) AND NOW YOU HAVE NO WEAPON.
JACK:WHO MAKES ALL THESE?
WILL:I DO.AND I PRACTICE WITH THEM.AT LEAST THREE HOURS A DAY.
JACK:YOU NEED TO FIND YOURSELF A GIRL.OR MAYBE THE REASON YOU PRACTICE THREE HOURS A DAY IS YOU'VE FOUND ONE - BUT CAN'T GET HER?
WILL:NO.I PRACTICE THREE HOURS A DAY SO THAT WHEN I MEET A PIRATE.I CAN KILL HIM.
WILL:YOU CHEATED.
JACK:(SMILES; WHAT DID YOU EXPECT?) PIRATE.
JACK:MOVE AWAY.
WILL:NO.
JACK:MOVE!
WILL:NO.I CAN NOT JUST STEP ASIDE AND LET YOU ESCAPE.
JACK:YOU'RE LUCKY, BOY - THIS SHOT'S NOT MEANT FOR YOU.
NORRINGTON:EXCELLENT WORK, MISTER BROWN.YOU'VE AIDED IN THE CAPTURE OF A DANGEROUS FUGITIVE.
BROWN:JUST DOING MY CIVIC DUTY.JACK GROANS.NORRINGTON STANDS OVER HIM, SMILES.
NORRINGTON:I BELIEVE YOU WILL ALWAYS REMEMBER THIS AS THE DAY CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW ALMOST ESCAPED.
BROWN:THAT RATTER BROKE MY BOTTLE.
ELIZABETH:NICE AND TOASTY.THANK YOU, ESTRELLA.
PRISONER:COME HERE, BOY.WANT A NICE, JUICY BONE? IN AN ADJOINING CELL, JACK LIES ON A PILE OF STRAW.
JACK:YOU CAN KEEP DOING THAT FOREVER, THAT DOG'S NEVER GOING TO MOVE.
PRISONER:EXCUSE US IF WE AIN'T RESIGNED OURSELVES TO THE GALLOWS JUST YET.
EXT.FORTCHARLES-PARAPETS-NIGHT:A NOOSE HANGS FROM A GALLOWS IN THE COURTYARD.NORRINGTON AND SWANN WALK ALONG THE FAR WALL.
SWANN:HAS MY DAUGHTER GIVEN YOU AN ANSWER YET?
NORRINGTON:NO.SHE HASN'T.
SWANN:WELL, SHE HAD A VERY TAXING DAY.GHASTLY WEATHER TONIGHT.
NORRINGTON:BLEAK.VERY BLEAK.
SWANN:WHAT WAS THAT?
JACK:I KNOW THOSE GUNS!
JACK:IT'S THE BLACK PEARL.
PRISONER:THE BLACK PEARL? I'VE HEARD STORIES.SHE'S BEEN PREYING ON SHIPS AND SETTLEMENTS FOR NEAR TEN YEARS.AND NEVER LEAVES ANY SURVIVORS.
JACK:THERE ARE A LOT OF STORIES ABOUT THE BLACK PEARL.
NORRINGTON:GOVERNOR! BARRICADE YOURSELF IN MY OFFICE!
NORRINGTON:THEY'VE FLANKED US! MEN! SWORDS AND PISTOLS!
PINTEL:UP THERE! THE PIRATES RUSH FOR THE STAIRS.ELIZABETH SCRABBLES BACK INTO THE NEAREST ROOM
INT.SITTINGROOM-NIGHT:ELIZABETH SHUTS THE DOOR, LOCKS IT, LISTENS AS THE PIRATES POUND UP THE STAIRS
ESTRELLA:MISS ELIZABETH?
ESTRELLA:ARE THEY COME TO KIDNAP YOU, MISS? THE DAUGHTER OF A GOVERNOR WOULD BE VERY VALUABLE.
ELIZABETH:LISTEN, ESTRELLA - THEY HAVEN'T SEEN YOU.HIDE, AND FIRST CHANCE, RUN FOR THE FORT.
PINTEL:WE KNOW YOU'RE HERE, POPPET.COME OUT AND WE PROMISE WE WON'T HURT YOU.SMOLDERING PIRATE GIVES HIM A LOOK - HE WANTS TO HURT HER PLENTY.PINTEL SHAKES HIS HEAD:'DON'T WORRY, I'M LYING.'
PINTEL:WE WILL FIND YOU, POPPET.YOU'VE GOT SOMETHING OF OURS, AND IT CALLS TO US!
INT.DUMBWAITER-NIGHT:ELIZABETH HIDES IN THE DUMBWAITER BOX, WRAPPED AROUND THE DOUBLE PULLEY ROPES THAT GO THROUGH THE CENTER.
PINTEL:THE GOLD CALLS TO US! ELIZABETH REGISTERS THAT - SHE PULLS OUT THE MEDALLION, RUBS THE GOLD WITH HER THUMB.THIS IS THEIR OBJECTIVE.LIGHT SPILLS INTO THE BOX THROUGH GAPS IN THE TOP AS THE DOOR ABOVE IS SLIDE OPEN - ELIZABETH LOOKS UP THROUGH THE GAPS - PINTEL LEERS DOWN AT HER.
PINTEL:HELLO, POPPET.
ELIZABETH:PLEASE, NO.ELIZABETH TOUCHES THE CHAIN OF THE MEDALLION.AND A DESPERATE IDEA OCCURS TO HER.THE PIRATES BURST THROUGH THE DOORS.ELIZABETH BACKS AWAY, HOLDS THE BREAD KNIFE TO WARD THEM OFF.THEY COME AROUND EITHER SIDE OF THE TABLE, STALKING HER
ELIZABETH:PAR.PARLAY! PINTEL CAN'T BELIEVE HIS EARS.
PINTEL:WHAT?
ELIZABETH:PARLAY! I INVOKE THE RIGHT OF PARLAY! ACCORDING TO THE CODE OF THE BRETHERN, SET DOWN BY THE PIRATES MORGAN AND BARTHOLOMEW, YOU MUST TAKE ME TO YOUR CAPTAIN!
PINTEL:I KNOW THE CODE.
ELIZABETH:IF AN ADVERSARY DEMANDS PARLAY, YOU CAN DO THEM NO HARM UNTIL THE PARLAY IS COMPLETE.
PINTEL:IT WOULD APPEAR, SO DO YOU.
SMOLDERINGPIRATE:TO BLAZES WITH THE CODE! HE STEPS FORWARD, DIRK DRAWN - PINTEL STOPS HIM.
PINTEL:SHE WANTS TO BE TAKEN TO THE CAPTAIN, AND SHE'LL GO WITHOUT A FUSS.HE LOOKS TO ELIZABETH:'RIGHT?' ELIZABETH NODS.
PINTEL:WE MUST HONOR THE CODE.SMOLDERING PIRATE CONCEDES THE POINT, SHEATHS HIS DIRK.HE GRABS ELIZABETH ROUGHLY BY THE ARM
EXT.PORTROYAL-STREET-NIGHT:WILL RACES ALONG, MOMENTARILY FREE OF THE PIRATES.HE SPOTS THE GOVERNOR'S MANSION IN THE DISTANCE.THERE ARE FIGURES MOVING AWAY FROM IT - ELIZABETH, FORCED BY THE TWO PIRATES.WILL HURRIES FORWARD - SUDDENLY A PIRATE JUMPS OUT FROM THE SHADOWS, SLASHES; WILL DEFENDS HIMSELF.THE PIRATE HAS ONE ARM AND WEARS A YELLOW BANDANA.WILL HESITATES - DIDN'T HE ALREADY KILL THIS GUY? THE HESITATION IS JUST ENOUGH FOR ANOTHER PIRATE, SWINGING A FLAMING TORCH, TO SLAM WILL IN THE HEAD FROM BEHIND.WILL CRUMPLES.THE PIRATE LIGHTS A SECOND TORCH, HANDS IT TO ONE-ARM; THEY HOOT WITH DELIGHT AND HEAD OFF, SETTING FIRES AS THEY GO.ON THE GROUND, WILL DOESN'T MOVE.
INT.FORTCHARLES-CELLBLOCK-NIGHT:THE WALL OF THE CELLS EXPLODES INWARD.JACK PULLS HIMSELF OUT FROM UNDER THE RUBBLE.MOONLIGHT SPILLS IN THROUGH THE GAPING HOLE CREATED BY THE CANNON BALL.BEYOND IT:FREEDOM.BUT IT IS CENTERED ON THE OTHER CELL.THE PART OF JACK'S CELL THAT IS GONE IS TOO SMALL FOR A MAN TO SLIP THROUGH.
PRISONER:PRAISE BE! HE AND THE OTHER TWO SCRAMBLE THROUGH.
PRISONER:MY SYMPATHIES, FRIEND - YOU'VE NO MANNER OF LUCK AT ALL!
JACK:IT'S ALL RIGHT, DOGGIE.COME HERE, BOY.COME HERE, SPOT.ROVER.FIDO?
JACK:WHAT'S THE MATTER, BOY? THE DOOR TO THE CELL BLOCK BURSTS OPEN.A PAIR OF PIRATES STEP IN:KOEHLER AND TWIGG.
TWIGG:THIS ISN'T THE ARMORY.
KOEHLER:WELL, WELL.LOOK WHAT WE HAVE HERE, TWIGG.IT'S CAPTAIN SPARROW.
TWIGG:HUH.LAST TIME I SAW YOU, YOU WERE ALL ALONE ON A GOD-FORSAKEN ISLAND, SHRINKING INTO THE DISTANCE.I'D
HEARDYOU'DGOTTENOFF,BUTI:DIDN'T BELIEVE IT.
KOEHLER:DID YOU SPROUT LITTLE WINGS AND FLY AWAY?
TWIGG:HIS FORTUNES AREN'T IMPROVED MUCH.
JACK:WORRY ABOUT YOUR OWN FORTUNES.THE LOWEST CIRCLE OF HELL IS RESERVED FOR BETRAYERS.AND MUTINEERS.
JACK:YOU ARE CURSED.
JACK:THE STORIES ARE TRUE.KOEHLER USHERS TWIGG TOWARD THE DOOR.LOOKS BACK.
KOEHLER:YOU KNOW NOTHING OF HELL.
BOSUN:I DIDN'T KNOW WE WAS TAKING CAPTIVES.
PINTEL:SHE'S INVOKED THE RIGHT OF PARLAY.WITH CAPTAIN BARBOSSA.
ELIZABETH:I AM HERE TO - BOSUN SLAPS HER.
BOSUN:YOU'LL SPEAK WHEN SPOKEN TO! HIS WRIST IS GRABBED - PAINFULLY - BY BARBOSSA.
BARBOSSA:AND YOU'LL NOT LAY A HAND ON THOSE UNDER THE PROTECTION OF PARLAY!
BOSUN:AYE, SIR.BARBOSSA RELEASES HIM.TURNS TO ELIZABETH, SMILES - IT SHOWS BOTH GOLD AND SILVER TEETH.
BARBOSSA:MY APOLOGIES, MISS.AS YOU WERE SAYING, BEFORE YOU WERE SO RUDELY INTERRUPTED?
ELIZABETH:CAPTAIN BARBOSSA.I HAVE COME TO NEGOTIATE THE CESSATION OF HOSTILITIES AGAINST PORT ROYAL.BARBOSSA IS BOTH IMPRESSED AND AMUSED.
BARBOSSA:THERE WAS A LOT OF LONG WORDS IN THERE, MISS, AND WE'RE NOT BUT HUMBLE PIRATES.WHAT IS IT YOU WANT?
ELIZABETH:I WANT YOU TO LEAVE.AND NEVER COME BACK.BARBOSSA AND THE PIRATES LAUGH.
BARBOSSA:I AM DISINCLINED TO ACQUIESCE TO YOUR REQUEST.MEANS 'NO.'
ELIZABETH:VERY WELL.SHE QUICKLY SLIPS THE MEDALLION OFF, DARTS TO THE SIDE OF THE RAIL, DANGLES IT OVER THE SIDE OF THE SHIP.THE PIRATES GO QUIET.
ELIZABETH:I'LL DROP IT!
BARBOSSA:MY HOLDS ARE BURSTING WITH SWAG.THAT BIT OF SHINE MATTERS TO ME.WHY?
ELIZABETH:BECAUSE IT'S WHAT YOU'RE SEARCHING FOR.YOU'VE BEEN SEARCHING FOR IT FOR YEARS.I RECOGNIZE THIS SHIP.I SAW IT EIGHT YEARS AGO, WHEN WE MADE THE CROSSING FROM ENGLAND.
BARBOSSA:DID YOU, NOW? ELIZABETH GLARES AT HIM.SHE'S GETTING NOWHERE.
ELIZABETH:FINE.I SUPPOSE IF THIS IS WORTHLESS, THERE'S NO REASON TO KEEP IT.SHE FLIPS THE MEDALLION UP, OFF HER FINGER
BARBOSSA:NO! SHE CATCHES IT BY THE CHAIN, SMILES AT HIM TRIUMPHANTLY.
BARBOSSA:YOU HAVE A NAME, MISSY?
ELIZABETH:ELIZABETH - (STOPS HERSELF FROM SAYING "SWANN"; THEN) TURNER.I'M A MAID IN THE GOVERNOR'S HOUSEHOLD.
BARBOSSA:YOU'VE GOT SAND, FOR A MAID.
ELIZABETH:THANK YOU, SIR.
BARBOSSA:AND HOW DOES A MAID COME TO OWN A TRINKET SUCH AS THAT? A FAMILY HEIRLOOM, PERHAPS?
ELIZABETH:OF COURSE.I DIDN'T STEAL IT, IF THAT'S WHAT YOU MEAN.
BARBOSSA:NO, NO, NOTHING LIKE THAT.VERY WELL.YOU HAND THAT OVER, WE'LL PUT YOUR TOWN TO OUR RUDDER AND NE'ER RETURN.
ELIZABETH:CAN I TRUST YOU?
BARBOSSA:IT'S YOU WHO INVOKED THE PARLAY! BELIEVE ME, MISS, YOU'D BEST HAND IT OVER, NOW.OR THESE BE THE LAST FRIENDLY WORDS YOU'LL HEAR! ELIZABETH HESITATES, BUT SHE HAS NO CHOICE.SHE HOLDS OUT THE MEDALLION.HE GRABS IT, CLUTCHES IT IN HIS FIST LIKE HOPE.
ELIZABETH:OUR BARGAIN.?
BOSUN:STILL THE GUNS, AND STOW 'EM! SIGNAL THE MEN, SET THE FLAGS, AND MAKE GOOD TO CLEAR PORT!
ELIZABETH:WAIT! YOU MUST RETURN ME TO SHORE! ACCORDING TO THE RULES OF THE ORDER OF THE BRETHEN
BARBOSSA:FIRST.YOUR RETURN TO SHORE WAS NOT PART OF OUR NEGOTIATIONS NOR OUR AGREEMENT, AND SO I 'MUST' DO NOTHING.SECONDLY:YOU MUST BE A PIRATE FOR THE PIRATE'S CODE TO APPLY.AND YOU'RE NOT.AND THIRDLY.THE CODE IS MORE WHAT YOU'D CALL GUIDELINES THAN ACTUAL RULES.WELCOME ABOARD THE BLACK PEARL, MISS TURNER.
WILL:MISS SWANN! ELIZABETH!
WILL:THEY'VE TAKEN HER! THEY'VE TAKEN ELIZABETH!
NORRINGTON:WE'RE AWARE OF THE SITUATION.
WILL:WE HAVE TO HUNT THEM DOWN - AND SAVE HER!
SWANN:WHERE DO YOU SUPPOSE WE START? IF YOU HAVE ANY INFORMATION THAT CONCERNS MY DAUGHTER, THEN SHARE IT! IF ANYONE DOES, TELL ME! LEAVE, MR.TURNER.
MURTOGG HAS REMEMBERED SOMETHING.HE VENTURES IT WARILY:
MURTOGG:THAT JACK SPARROW.HE TALKED ABOUT THE BLACK PEARL.
MULLROY:MENTIONED IT, IS MORE WHAT HE DID.
MURTOGG:STILL
WILL:WE CAN ASK HIM WHERE IT IS - MAYBE HE CAN LEAD US TO IT!
SWANN:THAT PIRATE TRIED TO KILL MY DAUGHTER.WE COULD NEVER TRUST A WORD HE SAID!
WILL:WE COULD STRIKE A BARGAIN
NORRINGTON:NO.THE PIRATES WHO INVADED THIS FORT LEFT SPARROW LOCKED IN HIS CELL.ERGO, HE IS NOT THEIR ALLY, AND THEREFORE OF NO VALUE.WE WILL DETERMINE THEIR MOST LIKELY COURSE, AND LAUNCH A SEARCH MISSION THAT SAILS WITH THE TIDE.WILL SLAMS THE BOARDING AXE INTO THE DESK, THROUGH THE MAP.
WILL:THAT'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH! THIS IS ELIZABETH'S LIFE! NORRINGTON IS QUICK TO REACT; HE THROWS A STRONG ARM ACROSS WILL'S BACK, AND GUIDES HIM ROUGHLY TO THE DOOR.
NORRINGTON:MR.TURNER, THIS IS NOT THE TIME FOR RASH ACTIONS.DO NOT MAKE THE MISTAKE OF THINKING YOU ARE THE ONLY MAN HERE WHO LOVES ELIZABETH.NOW, GO HOME.
WILL:ARE YOU FAMILIAR WITH THAT SHIP? THE BLACK PEARL?
JACK:SOMEWHAT.
WILL:WHERE DOES IT MAKE BERTH?
JACK:SURELY YOU'VE HEARD THE STORIES? THE BLACK PEARL SAILS FROM THE DREADED ISLA DE MURETA.AN ISLAND THAT CANNOT BE FOUND - EXCEPT BY THOSE WHO ALREADY KNOW WHERE IT IS.
WILL:THE SHIP'S REAL ENOUGH.SO ITS ANCHORAGE MUST BE A REAL PLACE.WHERE IS IT?
JACK:WHY ASK ME?
WILL:BECAUSE YOU'RE A PIRATE.
JACK:AND YOU WANT TO TURN PIRATE YOURSELF?
WILL:NEVER.THEY TOOK MISS SWANN.
JACK:SO IT IS THAT YOU FOUND A GIRL.WELL, IF YOU'RE INTENDING TO BRAVE ALL AND HASTEN TO HER RESCUE AND SO WIN FAIR LADY'S HEART, YOU'LL HAVE TO DO IT ALONE.I SEE NO PROFIT IN IT FOR ME.
WILL:I CAN GET YOU OUT OF HERE.
JACK:HOW? THE KEY'S RUN OFF.
WILL:I HELPED BUILD THESE CELLS.THOSE ARE HOOK-AND-RING HINGES.THE PROPER APPLICATION OF STRENGTH, THE DOOR'LL LIFT FREE.JUST CALLS FOR THE RIGHT LEVER AND FULCRUM.JACK WATCHES WILL AS HE SPEAKS, AND IT DAWNS ON HIM - WILL IS THE SPITTING IMAGE OF SOMEONE HE'S KNOWN IN THE PAST.
JACK:YOU'RE NAME IS TURNER.WILL GIVES HIM A PUZZLED LOOK.
WILL:YES.WILL TURNER.JACK GRINS.
JACK:WILL TURNER.I'LL TELL YOU WHAT, MR.TURNER.I'VE CHANGED MY MIND.YOU SPRING ME FROM THIS CELL, AND ON PAIN OF DEATH, I'LL TAKE YOU TO THE BLACK PEARL.DO WE HAVE AN ACCORD? WILL GIVES HIM A SUSPICIOUS LOOK.THE DEAL SEEMS TOO GOOD.JACK KEEPS HIS HAND OUT, STILL SMILING.WILL SHAKES IT.
WILL:AGREED.
JACK:AGREED! WILL LOOKS AROUND, FIGURES OUT WHAT HE NEEDS.HE MAKES A CHAIR HIS FULCRUM, AND LEVERS THE LONG BENCH UNDER THE DOOR.PUSHES DOWN - IT'S HARD WORK - BUT THE CELL DOOR RISES, AND THEN FALLS FORWARD, CRASHING DOWN ON THE BENCH AND CHAIR.JACK IS IMPRESSED.HE STEPS OUT OF THE CELL.
WILL:SOMEONE WILL HAVE HEARD THAT.HURRY.WILL HEADS FOR THE DOOR.JACK SEARCHES THE DESK, CUPBOARDS.
JACK:NOT WITHOUT MY EFFECTS.
WILL:WE NEED TO GO! JACK FINDS HIS PISTOL, SWORD BELT, AND COMPASS.STRAPS ON THE BELT, CHECKS THE SHOT IN HIS PISTOL.
WILL:WHY ARE BROTHERING WITH THAT?
JACK:MY BUSINESS, WILL.AS FOR YOUR BUSINESS - ONE QUESTION, OR THERE'S NO USE GOING.(JOINS WILL AT THE DOOR) THIS GIRL - WHAT DOES SHE MEAN TO YOU? HOW FAR ARE YOU WILLING TO GO TO SAVE HER?
WILL:I'D DIE FOR HER.
JACK:GOOD.
EXT.PORTROYAL-DOCKS-MORNING:THE JOLLY MON, FOUR INCHES OF WATER IN THE BOTTOM, SQUATS LOW IN THE WATER, HEELED TO ONE SIDE, CREEKING ON ITS LINES.
JACK:AH, NOW THERE'S A LOVELY SIGHT! JACK HOPS DOWN INTO THE BOAT.PREPARES TO MAKE WAY.
JACK:I KNEW THE HARBORMASTER WOULDN'T REPORT HER.HONEST MEN ARE SLAVES TO THEIR CONSCIENCE, AND THERE'S NO PREDICTING 'EM.BUT YOU CAN ALWAYS TRUST A DISHONEST MAN TO STAY THAT WAY.JACK NOTICES THAT WILL IS STANDING, FROZEN ON THE DOCK, STARING AT THE BOAT IN DISMAY.
JACK:COME ABOARD.
WILL:I HAVEN'T SET FOOT OFF DRY LAND SINCE I WAS TWELVE, WHEN THE SHIP I WAS ON EXPLODED.IT'S BEEN A SOUND POLICY.
JACK:NO WORRIES THERE.SHE'S FAR MORE LIKELY TO ROT OUT FROM UNDER US.WILL STEELS HIMSELF, STEPS INTO THE BOAT AS IF IT'S GOING TO CAPSIZE WITH THE SLIGHTEST MOVEMENT.JACK HOISTS THE SAIL.
JACK:BESIDES, WE ARE ABOUT TO BETTER OUR PROSPECTS CONSIDERABLY.HE NODS TOWARD THE H.M.S.DAUNTLESS, LOOMING IN THE HARBOR.WILL WHITEKNUCKLES THE GUNWALES.
WILL:WE'RE GOING TO STEAL A SHIP? THAT SHIP?
JACK:COMMANDEER.WE'RE GOING TO COMMANDEER A SHIP.NAUTICAL TERM.
WILL:IT'S STILL AGAINST THE LAW.
JACK:SO'S BREAKING A MAN OUT OF JAIL.FACE IT, WILL:YOU MAY SAY YOU'LL NEVER BE A PIRATE, BUT YOU'RE OFF TO A RIP-ROARING START.MY ADVICE - SMILE AND ENJOY IT.
EXT.PORTROYAL-MORNING:THE JOLLY MON BOBS ITS WAY ACROSS THE BAY, DWARFED AGAINST THE H.M.S.DAUNTLESS.WILL HOLDS A STAY LINE WITH IRON FISTS.
WILL:THIS IS EITHER CRAZY, OR BRILLIANT.
JACK:REMARKABLE HOW OFTEN THOSE TWO TRAITS COINCIDE.THE JOLLY MON NEARS THE RUDDER OF THE MUCH LARGER SHIP
EXT.H.M.S.DAUNTLESS-MAINDECK-MORNING:
JACK:EVERYBODY STAY CALM.WE'RE TAKING OVER THE SHIP!
WILL:AYE! AVAST! JACK GIVES HIM A LOOK, SHAKES HIS HAND:DON'T DO THAT.THE SAILORS ALL LOOK AT THEM - AND THEN BURST OUT LAUGHING.THEY GRIN, SHAKE THEIR HEADS.JACK STANDS THERE, GRINNING WITH THEM - BUT HIS GUN IS STILL LEVEL.THE LIEUTENANT, GILLETTE, STEPS FORWARD.
GILLETTE:YOU'RE SERIOUS ABOUT THIS.JACK MOVES HIS PISTOL ACROSS, POINTS IT AT GILLETTE.
JACK:DEAD SERIOUS.
GILLETTE:YOU UNDERSTAND THIS SHIP CANNOT BE CREWED BY ONLY TWO MEN.YOU'LL NEVER MAKE IT OUT OF THE BAY.
JACK:WE'LL SEE ABOUT THAT.MORE GUFFAWS FROM THE CREW.A COUPLE SAILORS MORE FORWARD, HANDS ON SWORDS - GILLETTE HOLDS UP A HAND.
GILLETTE:SIR, I'LL NOT SEE ANY OF MY MEN KILLED OR WOUNDED IN THIS FOOLISH ENTERPRISE.
JACK:FINE BY ME.WE BROUGHT YOU A NICE LITTLE BOAT, SO YOU CAN ALL GET BACK TO SHORE, SAFE AND SOUND.
GILLETTE:AGREED.YOU HAVE THE MOMENTARY ADVANTAGE, SIR.BUT I WILL SEE YOU SMILE FROM THE YARD ARM, SIR.
JACK:AS LIKELY AS NOT.WILL, SHORT UP THE ANCHOR, WE'VE GOT OURSELVES A SHIP!
JACK:A LITTLE HELP?
MURTOGG:I CAN'T BELIEVE HE'S DOING THIS.
MULLROY:YOU DIDN'T BELIEVE HE WAS TELLING THE TRUTH, EITHER.THE WINDLESS TURNS SOME MORE, AND THERE'S GILLETTE.
GILLETTE:(OVER HIS SHOULDER, TO WILL) DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA, BOY, WHAT YOU'RE DOING? ANOTHER QUARTER TURN
WILL:NO.
JACK:LOOKEE THERE, MATE! WE'RE UNDERWAY!
SWANN:COMMODORE
NORRINGTON:A MOMENT.
SWANN:BUT
NORRINGTON:PLEASE.
SWANN:DAMMIT, MAN, IT APPEARS SOMEONE IS STEALING YOUR SHIP!
NORRINGTON:RASH, TURNER, TOO RASH.
NORRINGTON:THAT IS, WITHOUT A DOUBT, THE WORST PIRATE I HAVE EVER SEEN.
EXT.H.M.S.DAUNTLESS-DAY:OUT IN THE OPEN SEA, JACK LEANS ON THE WHEEL, RELAXED; NOT MUCH SAILING TO DO WITH A FOLLOWING WIND.WILL LOOKS BACK
WILL:THEY'RE COMING!
NORRINGTON:SEARCH EVERY CABIN, EVERY HOLD, DOWN TO THE BILGES!
JACK:CAN YOU SWIM? CAN.YOU.SWIM? JACK REMOVES HIS HAND.
SENTRY:
OFCOURSE,SIR.LIKEAFISH.I:GREW UP SUMMERS LIVING IN DOVER, WITH MY UNCLE
JACK:GOOD.
NORRINGTON:SAILORS! BACK TO THE INTERCEPTOR!
JACK:THANK YOU, COMMODORE, FOR GETTING OUR SHIP READY TO MAKE WAY! WE'D'VE HAD A HARD TIME OF IT BY OURSELVES!
NORRINGTON:RAISE THE SAILS.
GILLETTE:THE WIND IS QUARTER FROM ASTERN.BY THE TIME WE'RE UNDERWAY, WE'LL NEVER CATCH THEM.
NORRINGTON:WE NEED ONLY TO COME ABOUT, TO PUT THEM IN RANGE OF THE LONG NINES.GILLETTE LOOKS SURPRISED AT THE ORDER - BUT RELAYS IT.
GILLETTE:HANDS! COME ABOUT! JACKETS OFF THE CANNONS! WE ARE TO FIRE ON OUR OWN SHIP?
NORRINGTON:BETTER TO SEE IT AT THE BOTTOM OF THE SEA THAN IN THE HANDS OF A PIRATE.THE STEERSMAN TURNS THE WHEEL.THE DAUNTLESS' COURSE DOES NOT CHANGE ONE WHIT.
STEERSMAN:CAPTAIN, THERE'S A PROBLEM.
STEERSMAN:HE'S DISABLED THE RUDDER CHAIN, SIR.
NORRINGTON:SO IT WOULD SEEM.
GILLETTE:HE'S GOT TO BE THE BEST PIRATE I'VE EVER SEEN.
NORRINGTON:SO IT WOULD SEEM.
PINTEL:YOU'LL BE DINING WITH THE CAPTAIN, AND HE REQUESTS YOU WEAR THIS.
ELIZABETH:TELL THE CAPTAIN THAT I AM DISINCLINED TO ACQUIESCE TO HIS REQUEST.
PINTEL:HE SAID YOU SAY THAT! HE ALSO SAID IF THAT BE THE CASE, YOU'LL BE DINING WITH THE CREW, AND YOU'LL BE NAKED.ANGRY, ELIZABETH HOLDS OUT HER HAND.PINTEL'S GRIN FADES.
PINTEL:FINE.HE EXITS, POUTING.ELIZABETH EXAMINES THE DRESS
INT.BLACKPEARL-CAPTAIN'SCABIN-NIGHT:BARBOSSA ENTERS, FOLLOWED BY PIRATES CARRYING TRAYS OF FOOD, WINE, TABLE SETTING, ETC.ELIZABETH STANDS AT THE SMALL TABLE IN THE DRESS - LOVELY.
BARBOSSA:MAID OR NOT, IT FITS YOU.
ELIZABETH:DARE I ASK THE FATE OF IT PREVIOUS OWNER?
BARBOSSA:NOW, NONE OF THAT.PLEASE DIG IN.THE TABLE IS SET.ELIZABETH SITS, CUTS A TINY PIECE OF MEAT, EATS IT DAINTILY.
BARBOSSA:NO NEED TO STAND ON CEREMONY, AND NO CALL TO IMPRESS ANYONE.YOU MUST BE HUNGRY.ELIZABETH DROPS THE PRETENSE:SHE'S STARVING, AND BEGINS TO EAT LIKE IT.BARBOSSA WATCHES HER INTENTLY.
BARBOSSA:TRY THE WHINE.ELIZABETH DOES, A HUGE SWIG; SHE TEARS OFF A HUNK OF BREAD, DEVOURS IT.
BARBOSSA:AND THE APPLES - ONE OF THOSE NEXT.SHE STARTS TO BITE INTO THE APPLE - STOPS.SHE IS SUDDENLY AWARE OF BARBOSSA'S GAZE - AND THAT HE IS NOT EATING.
ELIZABETH:IT'S POISONED! SHE SHOVES HER PLATE AWAY - AND TAKES THE OPPORTUNITY TO PALM HER KNIFE.BARBOSSA LAUGHS.
BARBOSSA:OH, THERE WOULD BE NO SENSE IN KILLING YOU, MISS TURNER.
ELIZABETH:THEN WHY AREN'T YOU EATING?
BARBOSSA:WOULD THAT I COULD.HE PRODUCES THE MEDALLION, LETS IT DANGLE FROM HIS FINGERS.
BARBOSSA:DO YOU NOT KNOW WHAT THIS IS, THEN?
ELIZABETH:IT'S A PIRATE MEDALLION.
BARBOSSA:IT'S A PIECE OF THE TREASURE OF ISLA DE MUERTA.ELIZABETH GIVES AN INFINITESIMAL SHRUG, INTRIGUED DESPITE HERSELF.
BARBOSSA:AH, SO YOU DON'T KNOW AS MUCH AS YOU PRETEND.BACK WHEN CORTES WAS CUTTING A GREAT BLOODY SWATH THROUGH THE NEW WORLD, A HIGH PRIEST GAVE HIM ALL THE GOLD THEY HAD, WITH ONE CONDITION:THAT HE SPARE THE PEOPLE'S LIVES.OF COURSE, CORTES BEING CORTES, HE DIDN'T.HE'D'VE MADE A GREAT PIRATE, THAT ONE.BARBOSSA STANDS, MOVES TO A SHELF.PUTS A KEY TO A MEDIUM-SIZED POLISHED WOODEN BOX - THE CAPTAIN'S CHEST.OPENS IT.
BARBOSSA:SO THE PRIEST, WITH HIS DYING BREATH, CALLED ON THE POWER OF THE BLOOD OF HIS PEOPLE, AND PUT ON THE GOLD A CURSE.IF ANYONE TOOK SO MUCH AS A SINGLE PIECE, AS HE WAS COMPELLED BY GREED, BY GREED HE WOULD BE CONSUMED.INSIDE THE CHEST ARE CHARTS, SOME GOLD, A SEXTANT - AND A FEW PAGES OF A MAYAN CODEX, PIECES OF TREE BARK INSCRIBED WITH MAYAN GLYPHS.BARBOSSA REMOVES THEM CAREFULLY, SETS THEM ON THE TABLE.POURS OVER THEM.
BARBOSSA:WITHIN A DAY OF LEAVING PORT FOR SPAIN, THE TREASURE SHIP CARRYING THE GOLD.SOMETHING WENT WRONG.THE SHIP RUN AGROUND, EVERY MAN ABOARD DEAD, SAVE ONE.HE SURVIVED LONG ENOUGH TO HIDE THE GOLD ASHORE.OVER TIME, THE DARK MAGIC OF THE CURSE SEEPED INTO THE PLACE, MAKING IT A CURSED ISLAND.AN ISLAND OF DEATH.ISLA DE MUERTA.HE LOOKS UP.ELIZABETH HAS BEEN RAPT, INVOLVED IN THE STORY - BUT FEIGNS A DISMISSIVE ATTITUDE.
ELIZABETH:
THAT'SALLVERYINTERESTING,BUTI:HARDLY BELIEVE IN GHOST STORIES ANYMORE.BARBOSSA IS ANGRY.HE STANDS, SWEEPS THE FOOD OFF THE TABLE.
BARBOSSA:YOU IDIOT GIRL! IT'S NO MAKE- BELIEVE! MY CREW AND I, WE FOUND THE GOLD, AND WE DID MORE THAN TAKE ONE PIECE, WE TOOK IT ALL.RICH MEN WE WERE AND WE SPENT IT AND TRADED IT AND GAVE IT AWAY IN EXCHANGE FOR DRINK AND FOOD AND PLEASANT COMPANY.BUT WE FOUND OUT:THE DRINK COULD NOT SATE US, AND THE FOOD TURNED TO ASHES IN OUR MOUTHS, AND NO AMOUNT OF PLEASANT COMPANY COULD EASE OUR TORMENT.(REGAINS HIS COMPOSURE) WE ARE CURSED MEN, MISS TURNER, CONDEMNED, TO BE FOREVER CONSUMED BY OUR OWN GREED.GOLD CALLS TO US, ALWAYS, AND WE ARE DRIVEN, ALWAYS, TO FIND MORE, AND ADD IT TO THE TREASURE.
BARBOSSA:THERE IS BUT ONE WAY TO REMOVE THE CURSE.ALL OF THE SCATTERED PIECES OF THE TREASURE MUST BE RESTORED IN FULL, AND THE BLOOD REPAID.(HE THROWS THE PAGES ASIDE) WE'VE RECOVERED EVERY PIECE - SAVE FOR THIS.(HOLDS UP THE MEDALLION) AND AS FOR THE BLOOD REPAID.THAT'S WHAT WE HAVE FOR YOU.(PLEASANT, FINALLY GETTING TO HIS POINT) AND THAT'S WHY THERE'S NO SENSE KILLING YOU.YET.
BARBOSSA:APPLE?
BARBOSSA:I'M CURIOUS - AFTER KILLING ME, WHAT IS IT YOU WERE PLANNING TO DO NEXT?
BARBOSSA:LOOK! LOOK! THE MOONLIGHT SHOWS US FOR WHAT WE REALLY ARE! WE ARE NOT AMONG THE LIVING AND SO WE CANNOT DIE
BARBOSSA:BUT NEITHER ARE WE DEAD! WE HAVE ALL THE DESIRES OF THE LIVING, BUT CANNOT SATISFY THEM! TEN YEARS I HAVE PARCHED OF THIRST, AND ABLE TO QUENCH IT! TEN YEARS, I HAVE BEEN STARVING TO DEATH - AND HAVEN'T DIED! AND I HAVE NOT FELT ANYTHING FOR TEN YEARS.NOT THE WIND ON MY FACE, NOR THE SPRAY OF THE SEA.(REACHES TOWARD ELIZABETH).NOR THE FLESH OF A WOMAN.ELIZABETH FLICNHES AWAY FROM THE SKELETAL HAND.IT DROPS AWAY - HE TAKES A BOTTLE OF WINE FROM THE OPENED CASE BESIDE THE CABIN DOOR, UNCORKS IT WITH HIS TEETH, RAISES IT
BARBOSSA:YOU'D BEST START BELIEVING IN GHOST STORIES, MISS TURNER.BECAUSE NOW YOU'RE IN ONE.
JACK:FOR A MAN WHOSE MADE AN INDUSTRY OF AVOIDING BOATS, YOU'RE A QUICK STUDY.
WILL:I WORKED PASSAGE FROM ENGLAND AS A CABIN BOY.AFTER MY MOTHER PASSED, I CAME OUT HERE.LOOKING FOR MY FATHER.
JACK:IS THAT SO?
WILL:MY FATHER.WILLIAM TURNER? JACK SAYS NOTHING.WILL HAS LOST HIS PATIENCE FOR GUILE.
WILL:I'M NOT A SIMPLETON.AT THE JAIL - IT WAS ONLY AFTER YOU LEARNED MY NAME THAT YOU AGREED TO HELP ME.
SINCETHAT'SWHATIWANTED,I:DIDN'T PRESS THE MATTER.BUT NOW- YOU KNEW MY FATHER.JACK CONSIDERS HIS RELPY - SETTLES ON 'TRUTH'.
JACK:I KNEW HIM.PROBABLY ONE OF THE FEW HE KNEW HIM AS WILLIAM TURNER.MOST EVERYONE JUST CALLED HIM BILL, OR 'BOOTSTRAP' BILL.
WILL:'BOOTSTRAP?'
JACK:GOOD MAN.GOOD PIRATE.AND CLEVER - I NEVER MET ANYONE WITH AS CLEVER A MIND AND HANDS AS HIM.WHEN YOU WERE PUZZLING OUT THAT CELL DOOR, IT WAS LIKE SEEING HIS TWIN.
WILL:THAT'S NOT TRUE.
JACK:I SWEAR, YOU LOOK JUST LIKE HIM.
WILL:IT'S NOT TRUE MY FATHER WAS A PIRATE.
JACK:FIGURED YOU WOULDN'T WANT TO HEAR IT.
WILL:HE WAS A MERCHANT MARINE! HE WAS A RESPECTABLE MAN WHO OBEYED THE LAW, AND FOLLOWED THE RULES
JACK:YOU THINK YOUR FATHER IS THE ONLY MAN WHO EVER LIVED THE GLASGOW LIFE, TELLING FOLK ONE THING, AND THEN GOING OFF TO DO ANOTHER? THERE'S QUITE A FEW WHO COME HERE, HOPING TO AMASS ENOUGH SWAG TO EASE THE BURDENS OF RESPECTABLE LIFE.AND THEY'RE ALL 'MERCHANT MARINES.'
WILL:MY FATHER DID NOT THINK OF MY MOTHER - HIS FAMILY - AS A BURDEN.
JACK:SURE - BECAUSE HE COULD ALWAYS GO PIRATING.
WILL:MY FATHER - WAS NOT - A PIRATE! WILL'S SWORD IS OUT, LEVELLED AT JACK.JACK GIVES HIM A DISBELIEVING LOOK, SIGHS.
JACK:PUT IT AWAY, WILL.IT'S NOT WORTH GETTING BEAT AGAIN.
WILL:YOU DIDN'T BEAT ME.YOU IGNORED THE RULE OF ENGAGEMENT.IN A FAIR FIGHT, I'D KILL YOU.
JACK:THEN THAT'S NOT MUCH INCENTIVE FOR ME TO FIGHT FAIR, IS IT? HE KICKS A LEVER ON A WENCH.THE SAIL BOOM WHIPS AROUND AND SLAMS WILL IN THE CHEST - SWEEPING HIM OFF THE SHIP.HIS SWORD CLATTERS ONTO THE DECK.WILL DANGLES ABOVE THE WATER.JACK SLIPS A LOOP OF ROPE AROUND THE WHEEL TO HOLD THE COURSE.PICKS UP THE SWORD - AND POKES AT WILL WITH IT.WILL HAND- OVER-HANDS AWAY FROM THE BLADE, TO THE END OF THE BOOM.
JACK:AS LONG AS YOU'RE JUST HANGING THERE, PAY ATTENTION.MUST, SHOULD, DO, DON'T, SHALL, SHALL NOT - THOSE ARE JUST MERE SUGGESTIONS.THERE ARE ONLY TWO ABSOLUTE RULES.(TICKS THEM OFF ON HIS FINGERS) WHAT A MAN CAN DO.AND WHAT A MAN CAN'T DO.WILL LOOKS AWAY, NOT INTERESTED.
JACK:FOR INSTANCE:YOU CAN ACCEPT THAT YOUR FATHER WAS A PIRATE AND STILL A GOOD MAN.OR YOU CAN'T.NOW ME, I CAN SAIL THIS SHIP TO TURGA, BY MYSELF.BUT I CAN'T JUST LET YOU DROWN.
WILL:TORTUGA?
JACK:OH - DID I FORGET TO MENTION THAT?
JACK:WE NEED A CREW.WE CAN MANAGE THE SHIP BETWEEN ISLANDS, BUT THE OPEN SEA, THAT'S ANOTHER MATTER - SUDDENLY THE REDHEAD SLAPS JACK, HARD.SATISFIED, SHE TURNS AND STRIDES OFF.WILL IGNORES HER.
WILL:JUST DO IT QUICKLY.
JACK:DON'T WORRY.I'VE ALREADY GOT A QUARTERMASTER - THERE!
ANAMARIA:YOU STOLE MY BOAT.
JACK:
ANAMARIA!HAVEYOUSEENGIBBS?I:NEED TO PUT TOGETHER - SHE SLAPS HIM AGAIN.WILL SHAKES HIS HEAD, HEADS FOR THE BAR.JACK GETS UP.
JACK:BORROWED.BORROWED YOUR BOAT.WITHOUT PERMISSION.
ANAMARIA:MY DORY.THE JOLLY MON.WHERE IS IT?
JACK:SAFE! AT PORT ROYAL.WITH THE ROYAL NAVY.
ANAMARIA:THAT BOAT IS MY LIVELIHOOD!
JACK:YOU'LL GET IT BACK.OR ONE BETTER.
ANAMARIA:I WILL.
WILL:JACK! OVER HERE!
WILL:HE KNOWS GIBBS.
GIBBS:CURSE YOU FOR BREATHING, YOU SLACK- JAWED IDIOT.MOTHER'S LOVE, JACK, YOU KNOW BETTER THAN TO WAKE A MAN WHEN HE'S SLEEPING.IT'S BAD LUCK!
JACK:WELL, FORTUNATELY, I KNOW HOW TO COUNTER IT.THE MAN WHO DID THE WAKING BUYS THE MAN WHO WAS SLEEPING A DRINK, AND THE MAN WHO WAS SLEEPING IT DRINKS IT WHILE LISTENING TO A PROPOSITION.
GIBBS:AYE, THAT'LL ABOUT DO IT.
GIBBS:BLAST IT, I'M ALREADY AWAKE!
WILL:I KNOW.THAT WAS FOR THE SMELL.
JACK:JUST THE ONE.GIBBS PAUSES.HE TAKES A DAINTY SIP.
GIBBS:MAKE IT LAST, THEN.NOW, WHAT'S THE NATURE OF THIS VENTURE OF YOURS?
JACK:FIRST - HAVE YOU FOUND ME A CREW?
GIBBS:OH, THERE'S A HARD TALE, JACK.MOST OF THE DECENT PIRATES IN TOWN WON'T SAIL WITH YOU - SEEM TO THINK YOU'RE A JINX.
JACK:NOW WHERE, I WONDER, WOULD THEY HAVE GOTTEN THAT IDEA?
JACK:I'M GOING AFTER THE BLACK PEARL.
GIBBS:SAY AGAIN?
JACK:I'M GOING AFTER THE BLACK PEARL.I KNOW WHERE IT'S GOING TO BE, AND I'M GOING TO TAKE IT.
GIBBS:JACK, IT'S A FOOL'S ERRAND:YOU'VE HEARD THE TALES THEY TELL ABOUT THE PEARL.
JACK:AYE, AND THAT'S WHY I KNOW WHERE
IT'SGOINGTOBE,ANDTHAT'SWHYI:
KNOWWHATBARBOSSAISUPTO.ALLI:NEED IS A CREW.
GIBBS:A FOOL'S ERRAND.
JACK:NOT IF THE FOOL HAS SOMETHING BARBOSSA WANTS.SOMETHING HE NEEDS.
GIBBS:AND YOU'VE GOT THAT, HAVE YOU? ANGLE ON:JACK, AS HE SMILES ENIGMATICALLY, AND SHIFTS HIS EYES - BEHIND HIM, WILL, STILL ON GUARD, GLARES A SAILOR AWAY FROM THE TABLE.
JACK:BACK THERE, GUARDING THE DOOR IS THE SON OF OLD BOOTSTRAP BILL TURNER.GIBBS' EYES WIDEN OVER THE EDGE OF THE TANKARD.PEERS AT WILL.THEN SMILES, WITH MORE MISSING TEETH THAN GOOD ONES.
GIBBS:WELL, LOOKEE THERE.I'LL ALLOW YOU MAY BE ONTO SOMETHING, JACK.THERE'S BOUND TO BE SAILORS ON THIS ROCK CRAZY AS YOU.I'LL FIND SOME MEN.GIBBS DOWNS THE DRINK, SLAMS THE TANKARD ON THE TABLE.WILL REACTS TO THE SOUND, DRAWS BOTH SWORD AND DAGGER, KICKS OVER A TABLE FOR COVER, AND WHIRLS ON ANYONE WHO MOVES.
GIBBS:KID'S A BIT OF A STICK, ISN'T HE?
JACK:THAT HE IS.
EXT.TORTUGA-DOCK-LATER-DAY:ON THE DOCKS, A DISHEVELED, MOTLEY AND WEATHER-BEATEN GROUP OF ABOUT A DOZEN SWABS STAND IN A RAGGED LINE-UP.
GIBBS:FEAST YOUR EYES, CAP'N.ALL OF 'EM GOOD SEA-FARING MEN, FAITHFUL HANDS BEFORE THE MAST, EVERY ONE WORTH THEIR SALT - (SOTTO, MAKING HIS POINT) - AND CRAZY, TO BOOT.
ANAMARIA:YOU OWE ME A BOAT.JACK NODS, CONTINUES.ONE SAILOR IS QUITE FAT, ANOTHER THIN AND SICKLY.JACK IS NOT HAPPY WITH HIS CHOICES.HE STOPS IN FRONT OF COTTON, A SHORT SAILOR WITH A LARGE, COLORFUL PARROT ON HIS SHOULDER.JACK RAISES AN EYEBROW.
GIBBS:COTTON HERE IS MUTE, SIR.POOR DEVIL HAD HIS TONGUE CUT OUT - COTTON OPENS HIS MOUTH TO SHOW THIS - JACK GRIMACES.
GIBBS:SO HE WENT AND TRAINED THE PARROT TO DO THE TALKING FOR HIM, NOBODY KNOWS HOW.NOBODY KNOWS THE PARROT'S NAME, NEITHER, SO WE JUST CALL IT 'COTTON'S PARROT.' JACK DECIDES TO TEST THIS.
JACK:MR.COTTON.DO YOU HAVE THE COURAGE AND FORTITUDE TO FOLLOW ORDERS AND STAY TRUE, IN THE FACE OF DANGER, AND ALMOST CERTAIN DEATH? COTTON LIFTS THE PARROT OFF HIS SHOULDER, RAISES IT
COTTON'SPARROT:WIND IN YOUR SAILS! WIND IN YOUR SAILS!
GIBBS:MOSTLY, THAT SEEM TO MEAN 'YES.' COTTON NODS VIGOROUSLY, LOWERS THE PARROT, AND IT GOES SILENT.JACK SHAKES HIS HEAD.STEPS BACK.
JACK:THAT GOES FOR THE REST OF YOU! DANGER AND NEAR CERTAIN DEATH.FOR WE ARE TO SAIL FOR THE ISLA DE MUERTA, TO RESCUE THE DAUGHTER OF GOVERNOR SWANN.AN EQUAL SHARE OF THE REWARD SHALL BE- JACK HEARS MOVEMENT, LOOKS BACK - SEVERAL POTENTIAL CREW MEMBERS BACK AWAY IN FRIGHT; FIRST ONE, THEN ANOTHER, TURN AND RUN, FOLLOWED BY MORE.SOON JUST A HALF DOZEN ARE LEFT, INCLUDING COTTON - AND ANAMARIA.
WILL:SHUT UP, BEFORE YOU LOSE THEM ALL!
JACK:THESE ARE THE ONLY ONES WORTH HAVING.AND WE'RE GOING TO NEED THEM
GIBBS:THAT FOOL WILL HAVE US LOSE THE CANVAS, AND THE MASTS BESIDES! ON JACK, A ROARING WIND BLOWING BACK HIS HAIR, EYES INTENT ON THEIR COURSE.GIBBS CLIMBS THE TILTED DECK TOWARD HIM.
GIBBS:WE'D BEST DROP CANVAS, SIR!
JACK:SHE CAN HOLD A BIT LONGER.THE WIND PICKS UP, HOWLING.JACK SMILES.
GIBBS:WHAT'S IN YOUR HEAD TO PUT YOU IN SUCH A FINE MOOD?
JACK:WE'RE CATCHING UP!
TWIGG:ISLA DE MUERTA! ISLA DE MUERTA, OFF THE PORT BOW!
JACOBY:ORDERS, CAPTAIN?
BARBOSSA:
BRINGHERIN,NOTTOOCLOSE.I:WON'T BRAVE THE REEF, NOT UNTIL HIGH TIDE.WE LAY ANCHOR BEFORE DARK.JACOBY NODS, BACKS AWAY.BARBOSSA CONTINUES TO STARE
BARBOSSA:.THAT IS, IF IT FIRST DOESN'T SINK BACK DOWN TO HELL FROM WHERE IT CAME.
JACK:BEAR THREE POINTS STARBOARD.ANAMARIA TURNS THE WHEEL, ADJUSTING COURSE.THE SHIP LEANS INTO THE NEW DIRECTION.JACK LOOKS DOWN - ON THE COMPASS - WHERE THE INDICATOR SPINS, REVERSES, SETTLES ON - NORTHEAST.
JACK:SIX POINTS PORT! ANAMARIA FROWNS, BUT FOLLOWS THE ORDER, TURNS THE WHEEL BACK, AND THE SHIP RESPONDS.WILL WORKS ON DECK, COILING A ROPE - BUT HE WATCHES JACK AND ANAMARIA, CLEARLY NOT HAPPY.GIBBS HOBBLES UP.
GIBBS:LEFT-HANDED ROPES ARE COILED AGAINST THE SUN, OR IT'S BAD LUCK! ANTY-CLOCKWISE.GIBBS TAKES OVER THE TASK.THE SHIP SHIFTS COURSE AGAIN.WILL HAS HAD ENOUGH.
WILL:HOW DO WE EXPECT TO FIND AN ISLAND NO ONE CAN FIND - WITH A COMPASS THAT DOESN'T WORK?
GIBBS:NOW, LAD, JUST BECAUSE IT DON'T POINT NORTH DON'T MEAN IT DON'T WORK.THAT COMPASS GIVES BEARINGS TO THE ISLA DE MUERTA, WHEREVER IT MAY LAY.
WILL:REALLY? SO.WHAT'S THE STORY ON THE PISTOL? GIBBS SETTLES IN, HAPPY TO HAVE A WILLING LISTENER.
GIBBS:I'LL TELL LEE.NOW, JACK SPARROW HAS AN HONEST STREAK IN HIM, AND THAT'S WHERE THE WHOLE PROBLEM STARTS.THIS WAS WHEN HE WAS CAPTAIN OF THE BLACK PEARL
WILL:WHAT? HE NEVER TOLD ME THAT.
GIBBS:AH - HE'S LEARNED, THEN.PLAYS THINGS MORE CLOSE TO THE VEST.SEE, JACK WAS A CARTOGRAPHER, BACK IN OLD ENGLAND.SOMEHOW HE CAME BY THE MONEY TO COMMISSION THE PEARL.HIRED HIMSELF A CREW, PROMISED EACH MAN AN EQUAL SHARE.SO, THEY'RE FORTY DAYS OUT, AND THE FIRST MATE SAYS, EVERYTHING'S AN EQUAL SHARE, THAT SHOULD MEAN THE LOCATION OF THE ISLAND, TOO.SO JACK GAVE UP THE BEARINGS.THAT NIGHT, THERE WAS A MUTINY.GIBBS' VOICE IS A WHISPER, NOW, SO WILL HAS TO LEAN CLOSER.
GIBBS:JACK GAVE HISSELF UP FOR THE SAKE OF HIS LOYAL CREW.HE WAS MAROONED ON AN ISLAND, LEFT THERE TO DIE.
WILL:HOW DID HE GET OFF THE ISLAND?
JACK:I DIDN'T! WILL AND GIBBS JUMP.JACK IS RIGHT THERE BESIDE THEM.
JACK:MY BODY'S STILL THERE, ROTTING AWAY, AND I AM BUT A GHOST! WILL AND GIBBS AREN'T SURE WHAT TO MAKE OF THAT.JACK LAUGHS.
GIBBS:HOW DID YOU GET OFF THE ISLAND?
JACK:AH, THAT'S A DARK AND UNPLEASANT TALE, BEST LEFT UNTOLD.HE STARTS OFF.
WILL:WAIT - WHAT ABOUT THE PISTOL?
JACK:THE PISTOL.WHEN A PIRATE IS MAROONED, WILL, HE'S GIVEN A PISTOL WITH A SINGLE SHOT.NO GOOD FOR HUNTING, OR SURVIVING, REALLY.BUT AFTER THREE WEEKS OF STARVATION AND THRIST - THE OPTION OF THAT PISTOL BEGINS TO LOOK GOOD.JACK LETS THIS SINK IN.HE PULLS OUT THE PISTOL, RAISES IT.
JACK:BUT I SURVIVED.AND I STILL HAVE THAT SINGLE SHOT.IT'S MEANT FOR ONE MAN.MY MUTINOUS FIRST MATE
WILL:BARBOSSA.
KOEHLER:MOONRISE, CAPTAIN! FIRST NIGHT OF FULL.
BARBOSSA:HAH! BE MINDFUL OF PITS AND CREVASSES.STAY TOGETHER.
BARBOSSA:CAREFUL, MATE.FALL DOWN THERE, YOU'D DIE AND MISS JUDGEMENT DAY - FOR NOT EVEN THE LORD HIMSELF'LL COME LOOK FOR YOU HERE.
COTTON'SPARROT:
LANDHO!LANDHO!LANDHO!LAND:HO!
ANAMARIA:HOW DOES HE DO THAT?
JACK:THEY'LL BE ANCHORED ON THE LEE SIDE.HAUL YOUR WIND, AND KEEP TO THE WEATHER OF THE ISLAND
ELIZABETH:THE CURSE DROVE YOU TO GATHER THIS?
BARBOSSA:AYE.AND NOT A BIT OF IT ANY USE TO US, ONLY HOARDED.BUT IT WILL DRIVE US NO LONGER.ELIZABETH PAUSES, STARING AT HERSELF IN A JEWEL-ENCRUSTED MIRROR - AND THEN IS PUSHED ALONG BY THE PIRATES.
EXT.ISLADEMUERTA-LAGOON-NIGHT:THE INTERCEPTOR LIES AT ANCHOR IN THE DISTANCE.CLOSER, JACK AND WILL ROW AWAY FROM THE LARGE VESSEL IN A SMALL LONGBOAT, TOWARD THE ROCKY SHORE.THE RUSH OF A WATERFALL GROWS LOUDER.WILL LOOKS:AHEAD OF THEM IS A BLACK CAVE MOUTH, RIGHT AT WATER LEVEL.
WILL:WHAT'S THAT?
JACK:DEPENDS.
WILL:ON WHAT?
JACK:ON WHETHER THE STORIES ARE ALL TRUE.IF THEY ARE, THAT'S A WATERFALL THAT SPILLS OVER AT HIGH TIDE, WITH A SHORT DROP TO AN UNDERGROUND LAGOON.IF NOT - BY NOW, THE MOVING WATER TUGS ON THE LONGBOAT, AND THEY ARE SUCKED IN
JACK:WELL, TOO LATE.THE BOAT RUSHES FORWARD, PLUNGES INTO DARKNESS
INT.CAVES-UNDERWATERLAGOON-NIGHT:THE LONGBOAT TAKES A HARROWING DROP OVER A SHORT WATERFALL.BUT THEN LANDS SAFELY IN A GORGEOUS UNDERWATER LAGOON, FLOATS LAZILY TOWARD A SANDY SHORE.
JACK:CHALK ONE UP FOR THE STORIES.
BARBOSSA:HERE WE STAND BEFORE THE CURSED TREASURE OF CORTEZ HIMSELF.WON BY BLOOD, IT DEMANDS BLOOD IN RETURN.ALL EYES TURN - ONTO ELIZABETH.PINTEL TAKES THE STONE KNIFE FROM THE CHEST, APPROACHES HER.ELIZABETH SHRINKS BACK, BUT IS HELD BY TWO OTHER PIRATES.PINTEL GRINS.GRABS HER BY THE WRIST.SHE TURNS HER HEAD AWAY, SHUTS HER EYES.PINTEL RAISES THE KNIFE.AND THEN VERY CAREFULLY, DAINTILY, USES JUST THE SHARP TIP OF THE KNIFE TO JUCK PRICK! ELIZABETH'S FINGER.ONE TINY RED DROP OF BLOOD APPEARS, AND DRIPS DOWN ONTO THE MEDALLION.ELIZABETH OPENS HER EYES, SURPRISED.
PINTEL:WHAT DID YOU EXPECT? WE'RE ALL GENTLEMEN HERE, RIGHT AND PROPER.THE PIRATES LAUGH.BARBOSSA TAKES THE MEDALLION, GRINS AT ELIZABETH.
BARBOSSA:YOU KNOW THE FIRST THING I'M GOING TO DO AFTER THE CURSE IS LIFTED? EAT A WHOLE BUSHEL OF APPLES.BARBOSSA APPROACHES THE CHEST, SHINING IN THE BEAM OF MOONLIGHT.
BARBOSSA:WHAT WAS BEGUN BY BLOOD, LET BLOOD NOW END! HE TOSSES THE GOLD MEDALLION ONTO THE OTHERS.THE PIRATES TENSE, WAITING, EXPECTANT.A LONG BEAT.THEY ALL LOOK AT EACH OTHER, LOOK AT THEMSELVES.NOTHING HAPPENS.
KOEHLER:DID IT WORK?
DEADEYE:I DON'T FEEL NO DIFFERENT.
JACOBY:HOW CAN WE TELL? BARBOSSA FROWNS, DRAWS HIS PISTOL, AND SHOOTS THE PIRATE NEXT TO HIM - JACOBY - SQUARE IN THE CHEST.JACOBY REACTS IN SHOCK, GRABS HIS CHEST.BUT DOESN'T DIE.
KOEHLER:YOU'RE NOT DEAD.
JACOBY:NO.HE SHOT ME!
TWIGG:IT DIDN'T WORK! THE CURSE IS STILL UPON US! BARBOSSA SEARCHES HIS MIND FOR AN ANSWER.TURNS TO ELIZABETH.
BARBOSSA:YOU.MAID.YOUR FATHER.WHAT WAS HIS NAME?! WAS YOUR FATHER WILLIAM TURNER?!
ELIZABETH TAKES TIME TO SMILE BEFORE ANSWERING:
ELIZABETH:NO.
BARBOSSA:WHERE'S HIS CHILD? THE CHILD THAT SAILED FROM ENGLAND EIGHT YEARS AGO, THE CHILD WHO IS THE REAL OWNER OF THAT MEDALLION, THE CHILD IN WHOSE VEINS FLOWS THE BLOOD OF WILLIAM TURNER?! WHERE? BARBOSSA SLAPS HER HARD ACROSS THE FACE, SENDING HER SPRAWLING.
JACOBY:YOU BROUGHT US THE WRONG PERSON!
PINTEL:SHE HAD THE MEDALLION! SHE'S THE RIGHT AGE.SHE SAID HER NAME WAS TURNER!
TWIGG:YOU BROUGHT US HERE FOR NOTHING? BARBOSSA WHIRLS ON HIM
BARBOSSA:IF YOU HAVE SAILED WITH MORGAN FOR TEN YEARS LIKE I HAVE, YOU'D KNOW NOT TO QUESTION ME!
BARBOSSA:IF ANY COWARD HERE DARE CHALLENGE ME, LET HIM SPEAK! ANY MORE TALK, I'LL CHAIN YE TO A CANNON AND SEND YE TO THE WATERY DEPTHS! A SOUND CATCHES HIS ATTENTION - COINS FALLING.HE LOOKS UP, SEES WILL AND ELIZABETH AT THE TOP OF THE TREASURE STACK.ATOP THE STACK, WILL GRABS A LARGE SHIELD, FLINGS THEM FORWARD - THE TWO RIDE DOWN THE MOUNTAIN OF COINS ON THE FAR SIDE, SLIDE THROUGH A SMALL OPENING
INT.ISLADEMUERTA-SMALLCAVERN-NIGHT:BEHIND THEM, LOOSE COINS FROM THEIR SLIDE COME DOWN IN AN AVALANCHE, SEALING THE ENTRANCE.ELIZABETH JUMPS UP, SILVER PLATTER IN HAND, READY TO SWING - JACK CATCHES HER BEFORE SHE CAN DO ANY DAMAGE.THEY RECOGNIZE EACH OTHER.
ELIZABETH:YOU?!
JACK:ME!
ELIZABETH:YOU'RE IN LEAGUE WITH BARBOSSA!
JACK:NO, I'M - RESCUING YOU.ELIZABETH CAN'T COMPREHEND THAT ONE.
ELIZABETH:YOU?! WILL GAINS HIS FOOTING IN THE RUBBLE.
WILL:MISS SWANN! WE'RE HERE TO RESCUE YOU! (SOUNDS OF PURSUIT, APPROACHING) IT'S GOING BADLY!
JACK:THIS WAY! THEY RACE OFF, TOWARD A BIT OF MOONLIGHT
INT.ISLADEMUERTA-NIGHT:THE THREE CLIMB UP A DARK CREVASSE THAT LEADS OUT ONTO THE ISLAND.WILL TAKES ELIZABETH'S HAND, HELPS HER.
WILL:I'M GLAD WE GOT HERE IN TIME.
ELIZABETH:TRUTHFULLY - YOU WERE A BIT LATE.
JACK:THE TRICK ISN'T GETTING HERE, IT'S GETTING AWAY.AS IF ON CUE, THEY HEAR THE YELLS OF PIRATES, COMING CLOSER.THEY TAKE OFF
EXT.ISLADEMUERTA-CLEARING-NIGHT:THE THREE RACE THROUGH THE ROCKS, THE SOUNDS OF PURSUIT CLOSE BEHIND.SUDDENLY JACK STOPS.
ELIZABETH:COME ON!
JACK:NO.THIS WON'T WORK.I'LL STAY BEHIND, AND FIGHT THEM.YOU GO ON.WILL AND ELIZABETH STARE AT HIM.
WILL:NO.
JACK:I'LL LEAD THEM AWAY.THE SOUNDS ARE CLOSER.
JACK:GO TO THE OPPOSITE END OF THE ISLAND, AND SIGNAL THE SHIP.I'LL KEEP 'EM BUSY.
WILL:ARE YOU SURE? JACK - THIS IS NOT SOMETHING YOU HAVE TO DO.
JACK:I'M SURE.WHEN YOU'VE LED THE KIND OF LIFE THAT I HAVE, THERE ARE
DEBTSTHATMUSTBEPAID.MAYBEI:CAN BALANCE THE SCALES A LITTLE.
JACK:I INVOKE THE RIGHT OF PARLAY, ACCORDING TO THE CODE OF THE BRETHREN, SET DOWN DOWN BY THE PIRATES MORGAN AND BARTHOLOMEW.
BARBOSSA:I'M INCLINED TO KILL YOU NOW, JACK SPARROW, WITHOUT SO MUCH AS A WORD, IF YOU DON'T LOSE THAT GRIN FROM YOU'RE FACE.JACK'S SMILE REMAINS.BARBOSSA PUTS A HAND ON HIS CUTLASS
JACK:THE WOMAN'S BLOOD DIDN'T WORK, DID IT? BARBOSSA HESITATES.
JACK:I KNOW WHOSE BLOOD YOU NEED, TO END THE CURSE.
BARBOSSA:SAY THE NAME, OR I SLIT YOUR THROAT.
JACK:NO YOU WON'T.BARBOSSA NODS.PINTEL STEPS FORWARD, PUTS A BLADE TO JACK'S THROAT.JACK'S SMILE WIDEN.
PINTEL:NOW?
BARBOSSA:NOW.NO, DON'T KILL HIM.SURPRISED, PINTEL LOWERS HIS CUTLASS.JACK'S EXPRESSION HASN'T CHANGED.
BARBOSSA:ALLOW ME THE HUMOR OF LISTENING TO YOUR TERMS.
JACK:SIMPLE.I HAVE SOMETHING YOU WON'T MORE THAN ANYTHING.THE WAY TO FREE YOU FROM THE CURSE OF THE
TREASURE.YOUHAVESOMETHINGI:WANT - MORE THAN ANYTHING.
BARBOSSA:THE PEARL? OH, THAT'S FINE.AND JUST HOW DO YOU EXPECT THIS TO WORK?
JACK:YOU GIVE ME THE PEARL.THEN I TELL YOU WHO YOU NEED.BARBOSSA STARES AT HIM, INCREDULOUS.
BARBOSSA:THAT'S YOUR OFFER? YOU, SAILING AWAY NICE AND PRETTY WITH THE BLACK PEARL, AND ALL I HAVE IS A NAME?
JACK:THAT'S RIGHT.
BARBOSSA:I'M SUPPOSED TO.TRUST YOU? THE PIRATES LAUGH.
JACK:I'M A MAN OF MY WORD.THE PIRATES LAUGH LOUDER.
JACK:YOU SEE, I'VE GOT THIS HONEST STREAK IN ME - IN ITS OWN WAY, A SORT OF CURSE.OH, AND THERE'S THE FACT THAT YOU HAVE NO CHOICE.
BARBOSSA:I'LL TORTURE IT OUT OF YOU.
JACK:YOU LEFT ME ON A DESERT ISLAND - WHAT WORSE CAN YOU DO? JACK IS STILL SMILING, INTENTIONALLY SMUG NOW.BARBOSSA SEES HIS OPTIONS DWINDLING, BEGINS TO PACE.
BARBOSSA:BLAST YOU! I'LL THROW YOU IN PRISON.
JACK:WAIT AS LONG AS YOU LIKE.
BARBOSSA:YOU'RE SETTING ME UP FOR A DOUBLE CROSS, YOU WITH THE SHIP, AND ME WITH NOTHING MORE THAN YOUR WORD!
JACK:LET'S SAY I TELL YOU THE WRONG PERSON.WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
BARBOSSA:TRACK YOU DOWN AND - HE SEES WHERE JACK IS HEADED.
JACK:AND IF I TELL YOU THE TRUTH, YOU BECOME, AND YOU WON'T COME NEAR ME BECAUSE YOU KNOW I'D KILL YOU.
BARBOSSA:JACK, I DON'T TRUST YOU, AND THAT'S A FACT.NEVER TRUST A SMILING MAN, YOU CAN LAY TO THAT.
JACK:SEE, THAT'S WHERE WE'RE DIFFERENT.I TRUST YOU.TO DO WHAT IT TAKES TO GET WHAT YOU WANT.
BARBOSSA:YOU'RE PLAYING THIS AS CLOSE TO THE EDGE AS ANY MAN, I'LL GIVE YOU THAT.
BARBOSSA:PINTEL.SET SAIL.IF THIS FOOL PLAN IS TO WORK, WE'LL NEED THE MEDALLION, AND THAT MEANS CATCHING THE SHIP WHICH BROUGHT 'EM HERE.JACK IS COMPLETELY CAUGHT OFF GUARD.FOR THE FIRST TIME, HIS SMILE FADES.
JACK:WHAT - YOU DON'T HAVE THE MEDALLION?
BARBOSSA:THAT FOOL WOMAN TOOK IT.YOU BE CAREFUL AROUND HER, JACK - SHE'S PRETTY ENOUGH, SHE'LL STEAL YOUR HEART - BUT PURE EVIL INSIDE.
JACK:I'LL WATCH MY BACK.
BARBOSSA:BOSUN! SET UP MR.SPARROW'S QUARTERS, NICE AND FINE.IN THE BRIG.MEANING NO DISRESPECT, OF COURSE.
GIBBS:TWO WOMEN ON BOARD? A MAN DON'T HAVE TO BE SUPERSTITIOUS TO KNOW THAT'S TROUBLE.
ELIZABETH HOLDS THE MEDALLION, AND FINISHES HER TALE:
ELIZABETH:
.YOU WERE IN DANGER.SOI:TOOK THE MEDALLION.AND I'VE KEPT IT EVER SINCE.THEY THOUGHT I WAS YOU, THAT THEY NEEDED MY BLOOD.AND IT DIDN'T WORK.SHE HANDS HIM THE MEDALLION.
WILL:WHY WOULD MY FATHER SEND THIS TO ME?
ELIZABETH:TO KEEP IT AWAY FROM THEM? NO PIRATE WOULD SAIL TO LONDON, FOR FEAR OF EXECUTION DOCK.
WILL:IF I HAD KNOWN
ELIZABETH:THEN WE NEVER WOULD HAVE MET.WILL NODS.THEY HOLD EACH OTHER'S GAZE A MOMENT.WILL TURNS AWAY FIRST, LEANS ON THE RAIL.LOOKS OUT TO SEA, BACK THE DIRECTION THEY CAME.
WILL:I CAN'T BELIEVE HE WOULD MAKE SUCH A SACRIFICE FOR US.
ELIZABETH:I GUESS YOU CAN NEVER TRULY KNOW SOMEONE ELSE'S HEART.WILL GLANCES AT HER, AND NODS.AT THE HELM, GIBBS PEERS FORWARD, SCANNING THE HORIZON.THERE IS A TINY ISLAND IN FRONT OF THEM.
GIBBS:SHIFT YOUR HEADING, STEER CLEAR OF THAT ISLAND.FIFTEEN DEGREES STARBOARD.ON THE AFT DECK, COTTON CONCENTRATES ON HIS WORK, SECURING A HALYARD.SUDDENLY COTTON'S PARROT FLAPS ITS WINGS, TAKES OFF, LANDS ON THE STARBOARD BULWARK, SQUAWKING
COTTON'SPARROT:DEAD MEN TELL NO TALES! DEAD MEN
TELLNOTALES!DEADMENTELLNO:TALES! COTTON LOOKS UP - ON THE HORIZON, FOLLOWING:BLACK SAILS.GIBBS AND ANAMARIA APPEAR, AND SEE THE SHIP.
ANAMARIA:CAN WE OUTRUN THEM?
GIBBS:NOT A CHANCE.MAKE FOR THE REEF.
EXT.CARIBBEANOCEAN-DAY:MILES OF BLUE WATER.THE INTERCEPTOR TACKS, LEAVING A LONG WHITE WAKE.THE BLACK PEARL MATCHES IT - GAINING.
EXT.BLACKPEARL-DAY:BARBOSSA AND PINTEL EYE THE INTERCEPTOR, TWO HOUNDS CHASING THE FOX.
PINTEL:WHAT'S HE DOING? IS HER GOING TO RUN HER AGROUND?
GIBBS:DROP THE FORWARD ANCHOR! A SAILOR AT THE STERN OF THE SHIP PULLS A RELEASE, AND THE SHIP'S ANCHOR RACES DOWN INTO THE WATER, THE METAL CHAIN JUMPING AND TWISTING ON DECK.THE CHAIN STOPS, AND THE SAILOR LOCKS IT
EXT.CARIBBEANSEA-DAY:WITH ITS FORWARD MOMENTUM AND THE ANCHOR DOWN, THE INTERCEPTOR MAKES TO TURN QUICKLY, PIVOTING AROUND THE ANCHOR.
EXT.BLACKPEARL-DAY:BARBOSSA AND PINTEL WATCH AS THE HUGE SHIP BRINGS ITS CANNONS TO BEAR RIGHT IN FRONT OF THEM.
BARBOSSA:ALL HANDS! PREPARE TO COME ABOUT!
BUT FOR NOW, THE INTERCEPTOR HAS THE ADVANTAGE, AND TAKES IT:ITS CANNONS BOOM, AND CANNONBALLS RAIN DOWN.
INT.BLACKPEARL-BRIG-DAY:JACK SEES WHAT HE CAN OUT THE PORTHOLE.IN THE CELL WITH HIM IS TWIGG, ACTING AS A GUARD.
JACK:DON'T HIT MY SHIP! I MEAN, KILL THE LYING SCOUNDREL - I'M A LITTLE CONFLICTED, HERE.
BARBOSSA:STRIKE YOUR COLORS, YOU BLOODY COCKROACHES!
EXT.INTERCEPTOR-DAY:ANOTHER ROUND OF FIRE; BARBOSSA SHOWS NO MERCY.
ANAMARIA:LOOKS LIKE THEY MEAN TO SEND US UNDER.
GIBBS:THERE - SHE'S RAISED THE JOLLY ROGER, UPSIDE DOWN.
GIBBS:IT'S A SIGNAL.IF WE RESIST, IT WON'T JUST BE DEATH.THERE'LL BE TORTURE AS WELL.
WILL:WE'RE NOT GOING TO JUST SURRENDER!
GIBBS:THAT WE ARE.THE BLACK PEARL FIRES AGAIN, A DOUBLE-BALL SHOT WITH A CHAIN CONNECTING THE TWO.IT HITS THE MAIN MAST DEAD ON! A CRACKING, SPLINTING SOUND AS IT BREAKS, FALLS TO THE DECK.BARBOSSA MOVES HIS SHIP ALONGSIDE, PREPARING TO BOARD.
WILL:WE CAN AT LEAST FIGHT - WE MIGHT BE ABLE TO KILL A FEW
GIBBS:WILL - IT'LL GO WORSE FOR US - FOR ELIZABETH, ESPECIALLY - IF WE FIGHT.WILL STARES - AND NODS.BUT HIS EXPRESSION IS STILL DEFIANT.THE DECK SLANTS; THE SHIP IS SINKING.PIRATES SWARM ACROSS ON ROPES, AND TAKE CONTROL OF THE INTERCEPTOR.
BARBOSSA:WELCOME BACK, MISS.LAST TIME ON BOARD, YOU PLAYED ME RIGHT CLEVER, MAKE PRETENDING AND ALL.I HOPE YOUR STAY THIS TIME IS MORE PLEASANT.BOYS, SHOW HER SOME HOSPITALITY!
WILL:SHE GOES FREE! WILL LEAPS ONTO THE SHIP'S RAIL.HE STEADIES HIMSELF WITH A HAND ON THE RIGGING.POINTS THE PISTOL AT BARBOSSA.
BARBOSSA:WHAT'S IN YOUR HEAD, BOY?
WILL:SHE.GOES.FREE.
BARBOSSA:YOU'VE GOT ONE SHOT - AND WE CAN'T DIE.
WILL:YOU CAN'T.I CAN.HE LEANS OUT OVER THE OCEAN.
ELIZABETH:NO! JACK PUSHES FORWARD.
JACK:WILL - DON'T DO ANYTHING STUPID! DON'T SAY ANYTHING STUPID
WILL:MY NAME IS WILL TURNER, THE SON OF BOOTSTRAP BILL TURNER.HIS BLOOD RUNS IN MY VEINS.(RAISES THE GUN TO HIS HEAD) YOU NEED MY BLOOD.AND ON MY WORD I WILL PULL THIS TRIGGER, AND SINK ALL THE WAY DOWN TO DAVY JONES' LOCKER! PINTEL SQUINTS AT WILL; THE PIRATES MURMUR SURPRISE.
TWIGG:IT'S TRUE - HE'S THE SPITTIN' IMAGE OF OLD BOOTSTRAP.EVEN TALKS THE SAME! JACK DROPS HIS HEAD.BARBOSSA GRINS AT HIM.
BARBOSSA:LOOKS LIKE YOUR BACK TO HAVING NOTHING TO OFFER.
PINTEL:AND HE'S GOT OLD BILL'S COURAGE.A CURSE ON HIM, AND YOU! BARBOSSA STEPS FORWARD.
BARBOSSA:ENOUGH OF THAT! NAME YOUR TERMS.
WILL:ELIZABETH GOES FREE!
BARBOSSA:WE GOT THAT PART.ANYTHING ELSE?
WILL:AND JACK.AND THE CREW.FREE AND UNHARMED.IF YOU AGREE.THEN.I WILL REMAIN WITH YOU.BARBOSSA CONSIDERS; HIS CREW WAITS.FINALLY
BARBOSSA:AGREED.YOU HAVE MY WORD, AS A GENTLEMAN OF FORTUNE
ELIZABETH:WILL - YOU CAN'T TRUST HIM.
WILL:YOU MUST SWEAR BY THE HOLY BIBLE.
BARBOSSA:EH? YOU HAVE MY WORD, THEN - ON THE GOOD BOOK, I DO SWEAR, AND THE LORD SPARE MY WORTHLESS SOUL.BARBOSSA CROSSES HIMSELF, AS DO MANY OF HIS MEN.WILL LOWERS HIS GUN.STEPS DOWNS - THE PIRATES SURROUND HIM.THEY SNATCH AWAY THE PISTOL.
BARBOSSA:BOATSWAIN! TAKE YOUR CAPTIVES BELOWDECKS.CHAIN THEM IN THE GALLEY, AND TEACH 'EM HOW TO ROW.GIBBS, ANAMARIA, COTTON AND THE REST ARE LED AWAY UNDER GUARD.BARBOSSA LOOKS OUT TO SEA, TOWARD THE ISLET.
BARBOSSA:HAH.LOOK THERE.THAT'S THE VERY SAME ISLAND WE MADE JACK GOVERNOR OF ON OUR LAST TRIP.WHEN YOU SAIL THE OPEN SEA AS LONG AS I, YOU LEARN TO TRUST THE SIGNS FATE SENDS YOUR WAY.
GIBBS:AMEN TO THAT.
BARBOSSA:JACK, ELIZABETH.I'M A MAN OF MY WORD AND YOU'RE TO BE SET FREE, RIGHT QUICK.MEN, BREAK OUT THE PLANK!
WILL:NO! YOU GAVE YOUR WORD!
BARBOSSA:QUITE, BOY, OR YOU'LL LOSE YOUR TONGUE.THOSE AS KNOW ME KNOW I WOULDN'T CROSS MY WORD, AND BRING DOWN BAD LUCK ON THE SHIP.
IAGREEDTOSETTHEMFREE.I:DIDN'T WHEN.NOR WHERE.
JACK:IT'S PURE EVIL TO MAKE A CAPTAIN WALK THE PLANK OF HIS OWN SHIP, TWICE IN ONE LIFETIME.NO GOOD CAN COME OF IT.
BARBOSSA:NOW, JACK.THAT REEF IS LESS THAN A LEAGUE DISTANT.IT'S A SQUARE DEAL ALL AROUND, AND YOU CAN'T HOPE FOR BETTER.
JACK:SOMEONE NEEDS TO CUT THESE BONDS, THEN.BARBOSSA SMILES, SHOWS A PISTOL.POINTS IT AT JACK.
BARBOSSA:YOU'D BEST TAKE A SWIM, JACK.
JACK:THE LAST TIME YOU DO THIS, YOU LEFT ME A PISTOL, WITH ONE SHOT.THE PIRATES MUTTER AGREEMENT.
PINTEL:THAT'S PROPER, SIR, ACCORDING TO THE CODE.
BARBOSSA:BY THE POWERS, YOU'RE RIGHT! WHERE'S JACK'S PISTOL? WHO'S GOT IT? BRING IT FORWARD!
JACK:A GENTLEMAN MIGHT GIVE US TWO PISTOLS, SEEING AS THERE ARE TWO OF US, THIS TIME.A PIRATE HANDS JACK'S PISTOL TO BARBOSSA.
BARBOSSA:TELL YOU WHAT.I'LL GIVE YOU ONE PISTOL, AND LET YOU BE THE GENTLEMAN, AND SHOOT THE LADY, AND STARVE TO DEATH YOURSELF!
BARBOSSA:SO HOW DID YOU GET OFF THAT ISLAND, ANYWAY?
JACK:YOU CAN GO TO YOUR GRAVE NOT KNOWING.
BARBOSSA:THAT'S FAIR.
BARBOSSA:THE LADY'S NEXT.BUT FIRST, I'LL BE WANTING THAT DRESS BACK, IF YOU PLEASE.ELIZABETH HESITATES.THEN STRIPS IT OFF, LEAVING HER IN A SILK SLIP.SHE THROWS IT AT HIM.
ELIZABETH:HERE - IT WILL GO WELL WITH YOUR BLACKHEART! BARBOSSA INDICATES THE PLANK.
ELIZABETH:I WILL NOT WALK INTO THE OCEAN.YOU'LL HAVE TO THROW ME IN! BARBOSSA RAISES AN EYEBROW, GRINS, NODS.
BARBOSSA:HAVE AT HER, LADS! THE PIRATES RUSH TO COMPLY.LIFT HER UP, TOSS HER OVER THE RAIL - WITH A SCREAM SHE FALLS
ELIZABETH:YOU WENT BACK FOR THAT? WE NEED TO HEAD FOR THE REEF! SHE STARTS SWIMMING.JACK HESITATES.THE BLACK PEARL IS ALREADY UNDERWAY; HE STARES AT IT.
JACK:THAT'S THE SECOND TIME I'VE HAD TO WATCH THAT MAN SAIL AWAY WITH MY SHIP.HE TURNS AWAY, AND SWIMS AFTER ELIZABETH.
JACK:NOT ALL THAT BIG, IS IT?
ELIZABETH:HAS IT CHANGED SINCE THE LAST TIME YOU WERE HERE?
JACK:THE TREES ARE TALLER.JACK CHECKS TO SEE IF THE PISTOL PARTS ARE DRY; THEY ARE.HE SETS ABOUT RE-ASSEMBLING AND LOADING HIS PISTOL.
ELIZABETH:I HOPE YOU HAVE NO INTENTION OF USING THAT.JACK HAS FINISHED PUTTING HIS PISTOL BACK TOGETHER.HE SHOVES IT IN HIS BELT, WALKS OFF.
JACK:NOT YET.ASK ME AGAIN IN A FEW WEEKS.ELIZABETH CAN'T BELIEVE IT.
ELIZABETH:CAPTAIN SPARROW! WE HAVE TO GET OFF THIS ISLAND - IMMEDIATELY!
JACK:DON'T BE THINKING I'M NOT ALREADY WORKING ON IT.HE CLIMBS UP TOWARD A CLUMP OF PALM TREES.DIGS FOR SOMETHING BENEATH THE SAND.HE FINDS IT:A LARGE IRON RING.
ELIZABETH:WHAT IS THAT? IS THERE A BOAT UNDER THERE?
ELIZABETH:WHAT? WHAT'S WRONG? HOW WILL THIS HELP US GET OFF THE ISLAND?
JACK:IT WON'T.IT WON'T, AND SO WE WON'T.
ELIZABETH:BUT.YOU DID IT BEFORE! LAST TIME
JACK:LAST TIME, I WAS HERE A GRAND TOTAL OF THREE DAYS.LAST TIME, THE RUMRUNNERS WHO USED THIS ISLAND AS A CACHE CAME BY, AND I BARTERED PASSAGE OFF.BUT FROM THE LOOKS OF THIS, THEY'VE BEEN OUT OF BUSINESS, AND SO THAT WON'T BE HAPPENING AGAIN.WE PROBABLY HAVE YOUR FRIEND NORRINGTON TO THANK FOR THAT.
ELIZABETH:SO THAT'S IT? THAT'S THE SECRET GRAND ADVENTURE OF THE INFAMOUS JACK SPARROW? YOU SPENT THREE DAYS ON THE BEACH DRINKING RUM?
JACK:WELCOME TO THE CARIBBEAN, LOVE.HE GATHERS UP A FEW BOTTLES, HEADS FOR THE BEACH.
JACK:YOU SHOULD LOOK AT OUR CONTRETEMPS THIS WAY:WE'VE GOT SHADE TREES, THANK THE LORD.WE'VE GOT SOME FOOD ON THE TREES, THANK THE LORD AGAIN.AND WE'VE GOT RUM, PRAISE THE LORD.WE CAN STAY ALIVE A MONTH, MAYBE MORE.KEEP A WEATHER EYE OPEN FOR PASSING SHIPS, AND OUR CHANCES ARE FAIR.
ELIZABETH:A MONTH? WILL DOESN'T HAVE A MONTH! WE'VE GOT TO DO SOMETHING TO HELP HIM!
JACK:YOU'RE RIGHT.HERE'S LUCK TO YOU, WILL TURNER.HE DRINKS - AND DIFIANTLY RETURNS ELIZABETH'S ANGRY GAZE.BUT THEN TURNS AWAY, SITS DOWN.
JACK:DON'T BE THINKING I'M HAPPY ABOUT THIS, ELIZABETH.BUT I SEE NO USE IN WAILING AND GNASHING MY TEETH OVER THAT WHICH I CAN DO NOTHING ABOUT.
ELIZABETH:NOT WHEN YOU CAN DRINK INSTEAD, AT LEAST.JACK TOSSES HER A BOTTLE.
JACK:TRY IT.IT GOES DOWN ROUGH, BUT IT GOES DOWN - AND THE SECOND SWIG GOES DOWN EASIER.ELIZABETH CONSIDERS.COMES TO A DECISION.SHE UNSEALS THE BOTTLE, TAKES A SWIG.THEY SIT IN SILENCE FOR A BIT.
ELIZABETH:AND YOU WILL CALL ME MISS SWANN.JACK TOASTS HER:YOU GOT IT.ELIZABETH STUDIES HER BOTTLE.GIVES JACK A SIDELONG GLANCE.BACK TO HER BOTTLE.
ELIZABETH:DRINK UP ME HEARTIES, YO HO.
JACK:WHAT? WHAT WAS THAT? SOMETHING FUNNY, MISS SWANN? SHARE, PLEASE.
ELIZABETH:NOTHING.IT'S NOTHING.JUST.I'M REMINDED OF A SONG I LEARNED AS A CHILD.A SONG ABOUT PIRATES.
JACK:I KNOW A LOT OF SONGS ABOUT PIRATES, BUT NONE I'D TEACH A CHILD.LET'S HEAR IT.
ELIZABETH:OH, NO.IT'S SILLY.BACK IN ENGLAND WE DIDN'T KNOW A THING ABOUT PIRATES, REALLY.THEY SEEMED SO ROMANTIC AND DARING - JACK LIKES THE WAY THAT SOUNDS.
ELIZABETH:THAT WAS BEFORE I MET ONE, OF COURSE.
JACK:NOW I MUST HEAR THIS SONG.AN AUTHENTIC PIRATE SONG.HAVE AT IT.
ELIZABETH:WELL, PERHAPS.WITH A BIT MORE TO DRINK, I MIGHT.
JACK:MORE TO DRINK! HE GATHERS TWO MORE BOTTLES, TOSSES ONE TO HER.SHE DROPS HER HALF-FINISHED BOTTLE TO CATCH IT.OPENS IT, TAKES A SIP.
JACK:WELL? ELIZABETH CLEARS HER THROAT, BEGINS TO SING SELF-CONSCIOUSLY, BECOMING STRONGER AS SHE GOES ON.
ELIZABETH:WE PILLAGE, WE PLUNDER, WE RIFLE, WE LOOT, DRINK UP ME HEARTIES, YO HO.SHE GESTURES FOR HIM TO DRINK.HE DOES.
ELIZABETH:WE KIDNAP AND RAVAGE AND WE DON'T GIVE A HOOT, DRINK UP ME HEARTIES, YO HO
JACK/ELIZABETH:YO HO, YO HO, A PIRATE'S LIFE FOR ME! YO HO, YO HO, A PIRATE'S LIFE FOR ME!
JACK:I LOVE THIS SONG! YO HO, YO HO, A PIRATE'S LIFE FOR ME! WE'RE BEGGARS AND BLIGHTERS, NE'ER DO WELL CADS, DRINK UP ME HEARTIES, YO HO! (GIVES IT A TOUCH OF IRISH BALLAD) AYE BUT WE'RE LOVED BY OUT MUMS AND OUR DADS.DRINK UP ME HEARTIES, YO HO! THEY HOIST THEIR BOTTLES, BUT ONLY JACK DRINKS.HE DRAINS THE BOTTLE, THEN TOSSES IT AWAY.
JACK:WHEN I GET THE BLACK PEARL BACK, I'M GOING TO TEACH IT TO THE WHOLE CREW, AND WE'LL SING IT ALL THE TIME!
ELIZABETH:YOU'LL BE POSITIVELY THE MOST FEARSOME PIRATES TO SAIL THE SPANISH MAIN.
JACK:NOT JUST THE SPANISH MAIN.THE WHOLE OCEAN.THE WHOLE WORLD.WHEREVER WE WANT TO GO, WE GO.THAT'S WHAT A SHIP IS, YOU KNOW.NOT JUST A KEEL AND A HULL AND A DECK AND SAILS.THAT'S WHAT A SHIP NEEDS.BUT WHAT A SHIP IS - WHAT THE BLACK PEARL REALLY IS.IS FREEDOM.
ELIZABETH:JACK, IT MUST BE SO TERRIBLE FOR YOU, TO BE TRAPPED HERE ON THIS ISLAND, ALL OVER AGAIN.
JACK:AH, WELL.THE COMPANY IS BETTER THAN LAST TIME.AND THE SCENERY HAS DEFINITELY IMPROVED.
ELIZABETH:MR.SPARROW! I'M NOT SURE I'VE HAD ENOUGH RUM TO ALLOW THAT KIND OF TALK.
JACK:WE'VE GOT A FEW BOTTLES LEFT.AND WE'VE YET TO TAP THE KEGS.ELIZABETH SHRUGS WITH A SLEIGHT - BUT PROMISING - SMILE.SHE PICKS UP THE EMPTY BOTTLE FROM THE GROUND, HOLDS IT UP.
ELIZABETH:TO FREEDOM.
JACK:TO THE BLACK PEARL.
JACK:WHAT ARE YOU DOING? YOU'VE BURNED OUR FOOD, THE SHADE - THE RUM!
ELIZABETH:YES, THE RUM IS GONE.SHE WIPES HER HANDS TOGETHER.ONE OF THE RUM BARRELS IN THE FIRE EXPLODES.
JACK:WHY?
ELIZABETH:ONE, BECAUSE IT IS A VILE DRINK THAT TURNS EVEN THE MOST RESPECTABLE MEN INTO SCOUNDRELS.TWO - SHE POINTS TO THE SKY.
ELIZABETH:THAT SIGNAL IS OVER A THOUSAND FEET HIGH, WHICH MEANS IT CAN BE SEEN FOR TWO HUNDRED LEAGUES IN EVERY DIRECTION.THE ENTIRE ROYAL NAVY IS OUT TO SEA LOOKING FOR ME - DO YOU THINK THERE IS EVEN A CHANCE THEY COULD MISS IT?
JACK:YOU - YOU BURNED UP THE ISLAND, FOR A ONE-TIME CHANCE AT BEING SPOTTED?
ELIZABETH:EXACTLY.ELIZABETH TURNS TOWARD THE SEA.
ELIZABETH:JUST YOU WAIT, CAPTAIN.IN AN HOUR, MAYBE TWO, KEEP A 'WEATHER EYE OPEN' AND YOU'LL BE SEEING WHITE SAILS ON THAT HORIZON! NORRINGTON:ELIZABETH, I'M RELIEVED YOU'RE SAFE.CLAP HIM IN IRONS.AND BEHIND HIS BACK THIS TIME.
ELIZABETH:COMMODORE, YOU CAN'T DO THAT!
NORRINGTON:YOU'RE SPEAKING UP FOR HIM AGAIN?
ELIZABETH:HE CAN LOCATE ISLA DE MUERTA - BUT I DOUBT HE'LL BE WILLING TO HELP US FROM THE BRIG.
JACK:WE HAD TIME TO GET TO KNOW EACH OTHER.
NORRINGTON:WE ARE BOUND FOR PORT ROYAL, NOT ISLA DE MUERTA.
ELIZABETH:NO.THE PIRATES HAVE TAKEN WILL
NORRINGTON:YOUR FATHER IS FRANTIC WITH WORRY.OUR MISSION WAS TO RESCUE YOU AND RETURN HOME.THAT IS WHAT WE SHALL DO.MR.TURNER'S FATE IS REGRETTABLE.BUT SO WAS HIS DECISION TO ENGAGE IN PIRACY.
ELIZABETH:COMMODORE, PLEASE!
JACK:NORRINGTON, THINK ABOUT IT.THE BLACK PEARL, ITS CAPTAIN AND CREW.THE LAST PIRATE THREAT IN THE CARIBBEAN.HOW CAN YOU PASS THAT UP?
NORRINGTON:BY REMEMBERING THAT I SERVE OTHERS, NOT ONLY MYSELF.
ELIZABETH:COMMODORE, I BEG YOU - PLEASE DO THIS.FOR ME.AS A WEDDING GIFT.
NORRINGTON:I AM TO UNDERSTAND THAT YOU WILL ACCEPT MY MARRIAGE PROPOSAL ON THE CONDITION I RESCUE MR.TURNER?
ELIZABETH:NOT AS A CONDITION - A REQUEST.
NORRINGTON CONSIDERS.TO GILLETTE:
NORRINGTON:FREE MISTER SPARROW, AND PREPARE TO COME ABOUT.HE'LL GIVE YOU OUR HEADING.GILLETTE UNLOCKS JACK'S MANACLES.JACK RAISES AN EYEBROW.
JACK:CONGRATULATIONS, SIR.CREW MEN LEAD JACK TOWARD THE BRIDGE.SAILORS GO ABOUT THEIR TASKS, AND THE SHIP BEGINS ITS SLOW TURN.
NORRINGTON:ELIZABETH, I HEREBY WITHDRAW MY PROPOSAL.
ELIZABETH:WHAT?
NORRINGTON:I KNOW WHERE YOUR HEART TRULY LIES.ELIZABETH LOOKS AT NORRINGTOM, SEEING HIM IN A NEW LIGHT.
ELIZABETH:AND NOW I KNOW.WHERE YOURS DOES, AS WELL.THEY GAZE AT EACH OTHER A MOMENT.NORRINGTON LOOKS AWAY.
NORRINGTON:YOU MAY SECLUDE YOURSELF IN MY CABIN.I'M AFRAID WE DO NOT HAVE ANY LADIES' CLOTHING ABOARD.
ELIZABETH:THEN I CAN WEAR MEN'S CLOTHING.
NORRINGTON:THAT WOULD HARDLY BE PROPER.
ELIZABETH:WELL, I AM NOT GOING TO STAY HIDDEN IN SOME CABIN, OR I SUPPOSE IT'S GOING TO BE HEAVING BOSOMS AND BARE FOR THE REMAINDER OF THE VOYAGE! NORRINGTON IS EXASPERATED, BUT THEN CAN'T HELP BUT GRIN - THIS IS EXACTLY WHY HE LOVES HER.SHE GRINS BACK AT HIM - SHE'S NOT GOING TO CHANGE.
NORRINGTON:MURTOGG, TAKE OUR GUEST BELOW, AND FIND HER SOME TROUSERS, AND A SHIRT.
PINTEL:THAT AIN'T GOING TO WORK.THAT'S THE GUN DECK ABOVE YEA.
WILL DROPS LIGHTLY TO THE DECK.SUDDENLY:
WILL:WHAT HAPPENED TO WILLIAM TURNER?
PINTEL:AH, WILLIAM TURNER.STUPID BLIGHTER.HE THREW IN WITH US AFTER WE RELIEVED JACK SPARROW OF HIS CAPTAINCY, BUT TURNED OUT, IT NEVER SAT WELL WITH HIM - PARTICULARLY AFTER WE FOUND CORTES' TREASURE, AND ITS PECULIAR CONDITION.HE THOUGHT WE DESERVED TO BE CURSED, FOR LEAVING OL' JACK TO THE FATE WE DID.THAT'S WHY HE SENT OFF A PIECE OF THE TREAURE - TO YOU, AS IT WERE:SO IT WOULD NEVER BE RECOVERED, AND SO CURSED WE REMAIN.
WILL:AND THEN HE RAN.AND HE'S HIDING OUT SOMEPLACE WHERE YOU HAVEN'T BEEN ABLE TO FIND HIM.
PINTEL:THAT'S A NICE THOUGHT, TO BE SURE, AND I WAGER YOUR DA WISHES HE'D THOUGHT IT HISSELF.BUT, NO.SEE, WHAT HE'D DONE, DIDN'T SIT TOO WELL WITH CAPTAIN BARBOSSA.SO HE CHAINED A CANNON TO HIS LEGS AND DUMPED HIM OVER.WILL REACTS WITH SHOCK AT THE ACCOUNT OF HIS FATHER'S FATE.
PINTEL:YEP, LAST I SAW OF BOOTSTRAP BILL, WAS HIS FACE LOOKING UP, AS HE SANK DOWN TO THE CRUSHING BLACK OBLIVION OF DAVY JONES' LOCKER.IT WAS ONLY AFTER, WE FOUND OUT WE NEEDED HIS BLOOD TO SOLVE THE CURSE.THAT'S WHAT YOU CALL IRONIC.BARBOSSA APPEARS BEHIND PINTEL, FLANKED BY SEVERAL OTHERS
PIRATES.HE REGARDS WILL FOR A MOMENT, THEN:
BARBOSSA:BRING HIM.
EXT.H.M.S.DAUNTLESS-MAINDECK-EVENING:JACK GOES TO THE RAIL AND WAITS, PRETENDING TO LOOK OUT AT THE SEA.ELIZABETH, DRESSED IN SAILOR'S CLOTHES TO EXCELLENT EFFECT, JOINS HIM.
ELIZABETH:YOU DIDN'T TELL COMMODORE NORRINGTON EVERYTHING.
JACK:NOR DID YOU, I NOTICED.
ELIZABETH:HE MIGHT DELAY THE RESCUE.AND THAT WOULD BE TOO LATE.
JACK:EXACTLY.
ELIZABETH:THESE MEN WILL BE FACING AN ENEMY THAT SEEMINGLY CANNOT BE KILLED.
JACK:I HAVE A PLAN.IF IT SUCCEEDS, THEN ANY BATTLE WILL BE DECIDEDLY BRIEF.AND ONE-SIDED.
ELIZABETH:WHAT'S YOUR PLAN?
LOOKOUT:LAND HO! ISLA DE MUERTA LAY DARK AND MENACING ON THE HORIZON.
NORRINGTON:ELIZABETH - BELOW DECKS.I WILL NOT COMPROMISE YOUR SAFETY.SHE STARTS TO SPEAK; HE TURNS AWAY.
NORRINGTON:LIEUTENANT, ESCORT ELIZABETH TO MY QUARTERS, AND MAKE SURE SHE STAYS THERE.
NORRINGTON:I DON'T LIKE THE SITUATION, MISTER SPARROW.THE ISLAND IS RIDDLED WITH CAVES.I WILL NOT PUT MY MEN AT A DISADVANTAGE.
JACK:FUNNY, I WAS THINKING ALONG THOSE LINES.HOW ABOUT YOU LET ME GO IN ALONE, AND WHILE YOU'RE SETTING UP AN AMBUSH, I'LL TRICK THE PIRATES OUT TO YOU.
NORRINGTON:YOU WOULD DO THAT?
JACK:THEY LEFT ME STRANDED.TWICE.WHAT HAVE YOU GOT TO LOSE?
NORRINGTON:NOTHING I WOULDN'T BE PLEASE TO BE RID OF.
JACK:I KNEW YOU'D LISTEN TO REASON!
JACK:THAT CHART I DREW UP'LL GET YOU PAST THE REEFS.IF YOU'RE STEERSMAN'S GOOD ENOUGH, THAT IS.
NORRINGTON:I'LL BE AT THE WHEEL MYSELF.
JACK:I'LL SLIP IN, TALK THEM INTO TO COME OUT, AND YOU'LL BE FREE TO BLOW HOLY HIGH HEAVEN THE WHOLE LOT OF THEM.THE CREWMEN RELEASE THE LINES, AND THE BOAT DROPS
PINTEL:NO REASON TO FRET.IT'S JUST A PRICK OF THE FINGER AND A FEW DROPS OF BLOOD.
BARBOSSA:TURNER BLOOD DOESN'T FLOW PURE IN HIS VEINS.BEST PLAY IT SAFE, AND SPILL IT ALL.
PINTEL:I GUESS THERE IS A REASON TO FRET.
BARBOSSA:CAREFUL, NOW.YOU COULD FALL IN AND STILL BE WONDER'N WHEN YOU'LL HIT DIRT.
WILL:YOU DESERVE TO BE CURSED - AND REMAIN CURSED! HE STEPS TO ONE SIDE - AND DROPS INTO THE RAVINE.THE WALL OF THE RAVINE BECOMES A LOOSE GRAVEL SLOPE; WILL HITS IT, AND TUMBLES DOWN, DISAPPEATS INTO BLACK.
BARBOSSA:BLAST HIM! A POX ON HIM, AND HIS FATHER, AND THE WHOLE DAMNABLE LINE! FAN OUT! FIND HIM!
COTTON'SPARROT:DRINK UP ME HEARTIES YO HO! DRINK UP ME HEARTIES YO HO! THE BIRD FLUTTERS OFF; ELIZABETH RACES TO THE PORTHOLE, AND THEN TO THE STERN WINDOW TO SEE IT FLY AWAY.SHE LOOKS DOWN - AND THERE, FASTENED TO THE STERN OF THE SHIP, IS A SMALL ROWBOAT.
INT.ISLADEMUERTA-CAVES-NIGHT:WILL RACES FORWARD, TURNING THIS WAY AND THAT.HE SEES A LIGHT AHEAD, HEADS FOR IT, TURNS A CORNER - - AND RUNS STRAIGHT INTO JACK.
JACK:DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHERE YOU'RE GOING?
WILL:JACK!
JACK:DON'T TALK.THESE CAVES MAGNIFY SOUND.JUST FOLLOW ME.
EXT.ISLADEMUERTA-THEBEACH-NIGHT:NORRINGTON AND MEN LAND ON THE BEACH, AND SPREAD OUT.THEY SILENTLY TAKE UP POSITIONS AROUND THE MAIN CAVE ENTRANCE.
INT.CAVES-NIGHT:JACK LEADS WILL OUT OF A NARROW PASSAGE - AND STOPS, STARING.WILL IS A FEW STEPS BEHIND.
WILL:ARE YOU CERTAIN THIS IS THE RIGHT WAY?
JACK:IT'S THE RIGHT WAY.
WILL JOINS HIM - AND SEES WHAT JACK IS STARING AT:TREASURE PILED ON TREASURE, SPARKLING, GLOWING, SEEMINGLY ENDLESS.AT THE CENTER IS THE MOONLIT CLEARING, AND THE STONE AZTEC CHEST.
BARBOSSA:THANK YOU, JACK SPARROW.
BARBOSSA:YOU COULDN'T HAVE LED HIM BACK MORE DIRECTLY IF YOU KNEW EXACTLY WHERE YOU WERE GOING.HE LAUGHS, AND MOVES TOWARD THE STONE CHEST.THE PIRATES FOLLOW, DRAGGING WILL AND JACK WITH THEM.
WILL:YOU DID KNOW WHERE YOU WERE GOING! YOU DID LEAD US DIRECTLY TO THEM! (JACK'S SILENCE CONFIRMS IT) WHY?
BARBOSSA:WHAT WAS BEGUN BY BLOOD, LET BLOOD NOW END! HE RAISES THE KNIFE TO WILL'S THROAT
JACK:YOU DON'T WANT TO BE DOING THAT.BARBOSSA PRETENDS TO THINK ABOUT HIS WORDS.
BARBOSSA:NO, I REALLY THINK I DO.
JACK:ALL RIGHT THEN.THAT MAKES BARBOSSA PAUSE.HE STEPS OUT OF THE MOONLIGHT.
BARBOSSA:WHY DON'T I WANT TO DO THIS?
JACK:BECAUSE, RIGHT ABOUT NOW, THE H.M.S.DAUNTLESS IS LYING IN WAIT IN THE HARBOR.
WILL:JACK!
JACK:AND ITS GUNS AND CREW WILL CUT YOU AND YOUR MEN TO PIECES THE MOMENT YOU STEP OUTSIDE THESE CAVES.
PINTEL:DO YOU BELIEVE HIM?
BARBOSSA:NO.BUT HIM I BELIEVE.HE US GENUINELY ANGRY.
JACK:YOU'VE NO HOPE OF SURVIVING NORRINGTON'S ATTACK.THAT IS, IF YOU'RE MORTAL.
BARBOSSA:WHAT'RE YOU SUGGESTING?
JACK:SIMPLE.DON'T KILL THE BOY YET.WAIT FOR A MORE OPPORTUNE MOMENT.
JACK:(DROPS THE COINS ONE- BY-ONE BACK INTO THE CHEST) LIKE AFTER YOU'VE KILLED.EVERY.LAST.ONE.OF NORRINGTON'S MEN.
BARBOSSA:I CAN'T HELP WONDERING, JACK, WHY YOU'RE BEING SO HELPFUL AND ALL? LAST TIME YOU DID THAT, IT DIDN'T END WELL FOR YOU.
JACK:THE SITUATION HAS CHANGED.
BARBOSSA:THAT SO?
JACK:AYE.SEE, AFTER YOU'RE DONE WITH THE ROYAL NAVY, YOU'LL HAVE A BIT OF A PROBLEM:THE H.M.S.DAUNTLESS.THERE YOU'LL BE, WITH TWO LOVELY SHIPS ON YOUR HANDS, AND WHAT TO DO? OF COURSE YOU'LL DECIDE YOU DESERVE THE BIGGER ONE, AND WHO'S TO ARGUE? THE DAUNTLESS A FIRST- RATE SHIP-OF-LINE, AND WITH IT, YOU CAN RULE THE SEAS.BUT IF YOU'RE CAPTAIN OF THE DAUNTLESS, WHO'S LEFT FOR THE BLACK PEARL? JACK SMILES AND SPREADS HIS HANDS:ME.
JACK:I SAIL FOR YOU AS PART OF YOUR FLEET, I GIVE YOU FIFTEEN PERCENT OF MY PLUNDER, AND YOU GET TO INTRODUCE YOURSELF AT TEA PARTIES AND BROTHELS AS 'COMMODORE BARBOSSA.' BARBOSSA LICKS HIS LIPS.IT'S TEMPTING.
JACK:NOW, YOU CAN TAKE CARE OF THE DAUNTLESS, RIGHT?
BARBOSSA:MEN! ARE YOU UP FOR IT?
BARBOSSA:MR.PINTEL, SELECT FIVE MEN TO STAY HERE.TAKE THE REST OF THE MEN OUT.NOT THROUGH THE CAVES.JACK'S EXPRESSION FALTERS; THIS HE HADN'T PLANNED FOR.
JACK:THERE'S.ANOTHER EXIT?
BARBOSSA:AYE, FOR US THERE IS.
TALLSAILOR:SHIP RATS.BIG ONES.
SHORTSAILOR:HATE THOSE THINGS.THEY TURN BACK TOWARD THE ISLAND, CONTINUE THEIR VIGIL.A LONG PAUSE.
SHORTSAILOR:TASTE ALL RIGHT, THOUGH.
TALLSAILOR:THAT THEY DO.
PINTEL:BE QUICK, NOW.TRAIN THE STARBOARD GUNS ON THE BEACH, AND SET YOUR AIM.WAIT FOR MY SIGNAL, WE DON'T WANT TO SPOOK THEM.
SKINNY:WHICH WOULD YOU PREFER FIRST, GOOD SIR - RUM, OR WINE?
BIG-BONES:I BELIEVE I'LL HAVE A SPOT O' RUM, IF YOU DON'T MIND, AND THANK'EE KIND SIR! THEY BURST OUT LAUGHING - A HIDEOUS SOUND THAT WHEEZES THROUGH THEIR BONES.BEHIND THEM, UNNOTICED, ELIZABETH PEEKS CATIOUSLY AROUND A CORNER.SHE PICKS HER MOMENT AND SNEAKS PAST QUICKLY, DOWN A GANGWAY, DISAPPEARING INTO THE DARKNESS OF THE SHIP.
EXT.ISLADEMUERTA-BEACH-NIGHT:GILLETTE CROUCHES, RUNNING LOW BEHIND A LINE OF ROCKS.HE
REPORTS TO NORRINGTON:
GILLETTE:ALL THE MEN IN PLACE, SIR.READY TO FIRE.
NORRINGTON:WAIT FOR MY ORDER - WHAT THE BLAZES IS THAT? IT'S THE SOUND OF CANNON FIRE - COMING FROM THE DAUNTLESS.CANNONBALLS HIT THE SHORE; MEN CRY OUT IN ANGUISH.
NORRINGTON:MEN! TAKE COVER! THE SAILORS SCRAMBLE TO FIND REFUGE
INT.ISLADEMUERTA-MAINCAVERN-NIGHT:WILL, GUARDED BY PIRATES, GLARES AT JACK.
WILL:YOU'VE BEEN PLANNING THIS FROM THE BEGINNING.SINCE YOU LEARNED MY NAME.JACK TAKES THE OPPORTUNITY TO MOVE TOWARD HIM.
JACK:OH, PLEASE - DID I REALLY SEEM THAT CLEVER? BEFORE WILL CAN ANSWER, JACK SMOOTHLY SLIPS THE SWORD FROM A PIRATE'S SCABBARD - TOSSES IT TO WILL, WHO CATCHES IT DESPITE HIS SURSPRISE.
JACK:USE IT WELL.HE DRAWS HIS OWN SWORD - AND CLOBBERS THE PIRATE.BARBOSSA AND THE OTHER PIRATES STARE IN SHOCK
BARBOSSA:CONFOUND IT, JACK - I WAS ACTUALLY BEGINNING TO LIKE YOU! SWORDS ARE DRAWN, AND THE PIRATES ATTACK.JACK AND WILL TAKE ON MULTIPLE OPPONENTS, EACH WITH HIS OWN STYLE:WILL PARRIES, GLISSADES AND DISSARMS WITH LIGHTENING FAST AND PERFECT FORM, WHILE JACK USES HIS BLADE, FISTS, ACROBATICS AND ANYTHING WITHIN REACH TO SURVIVE.
EXT.ISLADEMUERTA-BEACH-NIGHT:THE SAILORS CHARGE.THE MOON EMERGES FROM BEHIND A CLOUD - SUDDENLY AN ARMY OF SKELETON PIRATES RISE UP FROM THE SEA, AND CHARGE THE STUNNED SAILORS - SEVERAL MEN ARE STRUCK DOWN
NORRINGTON:STEADY, MEN! REMEMBER - WE'RE THE NAVY! THE SAILORS RECOVER THEIR NERVE, AND ENGAGE THE ENEMY.IT'S A FULL ON BATTLE, ROYAL NAVY AGAINST SKELETON PIRATES - THE NAVY MEN ARE DRIVEN BACK, SURROUNDED - SUDDENLY THERE IS A MASSIVE BOOM OF CANNON FIRE.NORRINGTON, IN THE MIDST OF OF A SWORDFIGHT, TRIES TO SEE
NORRINGTON:WHAT IS HAPPENING OUT THERE?
GILLETTE:THEY'RE ON OUR SIDE! TAKE HEART, MEN! THE ROYAL NAVY STAND THEIR GROUND AND FIGHT
INT.CAVE-MAINCAVERN-NIGHT:ONLY TWO PIRATES LEFT:BARBOSSA AND JACOBY.JACOBY ROUNDS ON WILL; BARBOSSA FACES OFF AGAINST JACK.
BARBOSSA:JUST SO YOU KNOW, JACK - I DON'T THINK YOU'RE THAT CLEVER.I THINK YOU'RE A FOOL.A MORTAL FOOL.
JACK:REMARKABLE HOW OFTEN THOSE TWO TRAITS COINCIDE.JACK DRIVES HIM BACK, MAKING BARBOSSA LAUGH.
BARBOSSA:YOU CAN'T BEAT ME, JACK.
WILL:JACK! JACK STARES DOWN AT THE SWORD JUTTING FROM HIS CHEST.HE TAKES A FEW STEPS BACKWARD, TOWARD THE AZTEC GOLD - WHEN HE STEPS INTO THE MOONLIGHT, JACK BECOMES SKELETAL.
JACK:WELL, ISN'T THAT INTERESTING.
JACK:THEY'RE SO PRETTY, I JUST COULDN'T RESIST STEALING ONE.IT'S A CURSE, I GUESS.
BARBOSSA:SO WHAT NOW, JACK SPARROW? ARE WE TO BE TWO IMMORTALS, LOCKED IN EPIC BATTLE UNTIL THE TRUMPETS OF JUDGEMENT DAY?
JACK:OR YOU COULD SURRENDER.HE SHOVES BARBOSSA BACK, OUT OF THE MOONLIGHT.BARBOSSA STALKS THE ROOM, HIS ATTENTION FOCUSED ON JACK.
BARBOSSA:OR I COULD CHAIN YOU TO A CANNONBALL AND DROP YOU IN THE DEEPEST PART OF THE OCEAN, WHERE YOU CAN CONTEMPLATE YOUR FOLLY FOREVER.BARBOSSA CHARGES - A SHOT RINGS OUT - JACK STANDS OUT OF THE MOONLIGHT, FLESH AND BLOOD AGAIN, HOLDING HIS SMOKING PISTOL, STILL AIMED AT BARBOSSA.
BARBOSSA:HAH.TEN YEARS YOU CARRIED THAT PISTOL, AND YOU END UP WASTING YOUR SHOT.
WILL:HE DIDN'T WASTE IT.
WILL:WELL, YOU'RE THE WORST PIRATE I'VE EVER HEARD OF.
JACK:THE WORST.ON THE OTHER HAND, MAYBE I'M A MAN WHO CAN'T PASS UP A CHANCE FOR REVENGE AGAINST THE BLACK-HEARTED BASTARD WHO STOLE MY SHIP AND LEFT ME TO DIE IN THE MIDDLE OF THE OCEAN - TWICE! - AND WHO KNOWS HOW TO GET WHAT HE WANTS.NOW THAT'S A GREAT PIRATE.
WILL:LET'S GET OUT OF HERE.
ELIZABETH:YOU'RE ALL RIGHT!
WILL:MISS SWANN - ARE YOU WEARING TROUSERS? AND HOW DID YOU GET OFF THE ISLAND?
ELIZABETH:YES, I AM WEARING TROUSERS.AND AS FOR HOW WE GOT OFF THE ISLAND - AH, THAT'S A GRAND ADVENTURE, BUT NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO TALK ABOUT IT.
ELIZABETH:THERE.AND DON'T YOU DARE TELL ME THAT WASN'T A PROPER KISS!
WILL:ELIZABETH, I THINK IT DOESN'T MATTER THAT WE ARE OF A DIFFERENT CLASS
ELIZABETH:IT DOESN'T!
WILL:BUT THAT WAS NOT A PROPER KISS.PURE CONSTERNATION ON ELIZABETH'S FACE
WILL:THIS IS A PROPER KISS.
JACK:TOUGH LUCK.I WAS ROOTING FOR YOU.
NORRINGTON:.AND THOUGH I DO SAY SO WITH REGRET, THE LAW IS CLEAR.THE PENALTY FOR PIRACY IS DEATH BY HANGING.
SWANN:BY YOUR LEAVE, I WISH TO SPEAK ON BEHALF OF THE BOY.IT IS CLEAR THAT THESE DEEDS WERE PERFORMED OUT OF A SINCERE DESIRE TO DO GOOD, AT GREAT PERSONAL RISK.IT SEEMS TO ME, THAT IN RARE OCCASION WHERE THE RIGHT COURSE IS COMMITTING AN ACT OF PIRACY, THEN AN ACT OF PIRACY IS THE RIGHT COURSE!
SO IN MY CAPACITY AS GOVERNOR,I:INTEND TO GRANT A PARDON TO
GILLETTE:SIR!
GILLETTE:JACK AND HIS CREW HAVE ESCAPED! THERE WAS NO DAMAGE TO THE CELL.THEY MUST HAVE BEEN SET FREE.
SWANN:THE BLACK PEARL!
GILLETTE:SIR! SHALL I BREAK OUT THE CANNONS?
NORRINGTON:I DON'T THINK THAT WILL BE NECESSARY.NORRINGTON RAISES HIS HAND.TWIRLS A KEY ON HIS FINGER.
NORRINGTON:A DAY'S HEAD START.THAT'S ALL HE GETS.WILL, ELIZABETH AND SWANN LOOK OUT TOWARD THE OCEAN
EXT.BLACKPEARL-STERNDECK-DAY:JACK MONKEYS DOWN THE RIGGING.ANAMARIA IS AT THE WHEEL.
ANAMARIA:CAPATIN SPARROW - THE BLACK PEARL IS YOURS! JACK RUNS A HAND LOVINGLY ALONG THE RAIL, THEN TAKES THE WHEEL.IT FEELS GOOD - RIGHT - IN HIS HANDS.HE ENJOYS IT, AND THEN SHIFTS TO 'CAPTAIN' MODE.
JACK:ANAMARIA, TRIM THE MAINSAIL!
ANAMARIA:AYE, AYE, SIR!
JACK:MR.GIBBS, ORGANIZE A CLEANING DETAIL - YOU AND COTTON.I WANT EVERY INCH OF THE PEARL SPIC-AND- SPAN AND SHIP-SHAPE!

