Drink up me 'earties yo ho!
We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot.
Drink up me 'earties yo ho!
Yo ho yo ho a pirate's life for me.
We extort, we pilfer, we filch and sack. Drink up
Quiet, missy, cursed pirates sail these waters.
You don't want to bring them down on us now, do ya?
- Mr. Gibbs that will do! - She was singing about pirates.
Bad luck to be singing about pirates with us mired in this unnatural fog. Mark my words.
Consider them marked.
On your way.
Aye, Lieutenant.
It's bad luck to have a woman on board, too, even a miniature one.
I think it'd be rather exciting to meet a pirate.
Think again, Miss Swann.
Vile and dissolute creatures, the lot of them.
I intend to see to 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.
Lieutenant Norrington, I appreciate your fervor.
But I'm...I'm concerned about the effect this subject will have upon my daughter.
My apologies, Governor Swann.
- Actually, I find it all fascinating. - Yes, that's what concerns me.
Look, a boy! There's a boy in the water!
Man overboard!
Haul him aboard!
He's still breathing.
Mary, Mother of God!
What happened here?
It's most likely the powder magazine. Merchant vessels run heavily armed.
A lot of good it did them.
Everyone's thinking it. I'm just saying it...pirates!
There's no proof of that. It was probably an accident.
- Rouse the Captain immediately! - Aye, sir.
Heave to and take in sail, launch the boats.
Elizabeth I want you to accompany the boy. He'll be in your charge.
Take care of him.
It's ok.
My name's Elizabeth Swann.
Will Turner.
I'm watching over you, Will.
- You're a pirate! - Has he said anything?
His name is William Turner, that's all I found out.
Take him below.
Elizabeth!
Are you alright?
- Are you decent? - Yes, yes!
Still abed at this hour? It's a beautiful day.
I have a gift for you.
- Oh, it's beautiful! - Isn't it?
May I inquire as to the occasion?
Does a father need an occasion to dote upon his daughter?
Go on.
Actually, I, uh...
I had hoped you might wear it for the ceremony today.
The ceremony?
Captain Norringtons promotion ceremony.
I knew it!
Commodore Norrington he's about to become.
Fine gentleman, don't you think. He fancies you.
Elizabeth? How's it coming?
It's difficult to say.
I'm told it's the latest fashion in London.
Well, women in London must've learned not to breathe.
M'lord, you have a visitor.
Ah, Mr. Turner, good to see you again.
Good day, sir.
I have your order.
The blade is folded steel, that's gold filigree laid into the handle.
If I may?
Perfectly balanced. The tang is nearly the full width of the blade.
Impressive, very impressive.
Ah, now, Commodore Norrington is going to be very pleased with this.
Do pass my compliments on to your Master.
I shall.
A craftsman is always pleased to hear his work is appreciated.
- Ah, Elizabeth, you look absolutely stunning. - Will.
So good to see you!
- I had a dream about you last night. - About me?
Elizabeth, is that entirely proper for you to...?
About the day we met, do you remember?
How could I forget, Miss Swann?
Will, how many times must I ask you to call me Elizabeth?
At least once more, Miss Swann, as always.
There, see, at least the boy has a sense of propriety.
Now, we really must be going. Farewell.
Good day, Mr. Turner.
Come along.
Good day...
...Elizabeth.
What?
Hold up there, you.
It's a shilling to tie up your boat at the dock.
And I shall need to know your name.
What d'ye say to three shillings and we forget the name?
Welcome to Port Royal, Mr. Smith.
Two paces front!
Right about turn!
Present...
...arms!
This dock is off limits to civilians.
I'm terribly sorry, I didn't know. If I see one...
...I shall inform you immediately.
Apparently there's some sort of a high toned and fancy to do up at the fort, eh?
How could it be that two upstanding gentlemen such as yourselves did not merit an invitation?
Someone has to make sure this dock stays off limits to civilians.
It's a fine goal to be sure but it seems to me that a...
a ship like that makes this one here a bit superfluous, really.
Ah, the Dauntless is the power in these waters, true enough,
but there's no ship that can match the Interceptor for speed.
I've heard of one, supposed to be very fast, nigh un-catchable...
"The Black Pearl"
Well...there's no real ship that can match the Interceptor.
- The Black Pearl is a real ship. - No, no it's not.
- Yes, it is, I've seen it. - You've seen it?
- Yes. - You haven't seen it.
Yes, I have.
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?
- No. - No.
But I have seen a ship with black sails.
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 therefore couldn't possibly be any other...
...ship than the Black Pearl. Is that what you're saying?
No.
Like I said… there's no real ship that can match the Interceptor
Hey!
You!
Get away from there! You don't have permission to be aboard there, mate.
I'm sorry, it's just it's such a pretty boat - ship.
- What's your name? - Smith or...Smithy, if you like.
What's your purpose in Port Royal, Mr. Smith?
Yeah, and no lies!
Well, then, I confess, it is my intention to commandeer one of these ships.
Pick up a crew in Tortuga, raid, pillage, plunder and otherwise pilfer my weasely black guts out.
I said no lies.
I think he's telling the truth.
If he were telling the truth, he wouldn't have told us.
Unless, of course, he knew you wouldn't believe the truth even if he told it to you.
May I have a moment?
- You look lovely, Elizabeth. - Yes?
I apologize if I seem forward but I... must speak my mind.
This promotion throws into sharp relief that which I have...
...not yet achieved. A marriage to a fine woman.
You have become a fine woman, Elizabeth.
I can't breathe.
Yes, I'm a bit nervous myself.
...and then they made me their chief.
Elizabeth?
Elizabeth!
The rocks! Sir, it's a miracle she missed them!
- Will you be saving her then? - I can't swim.
Pearl of the Kings Navy you are.
Do not lose these.
What was that?
I got her.
- Not breathing. - Move!
Never would have thought of that.
Clearly you've never been to Singapore.
Where did you get that?
On your feet.
Elizabeth.
- Are you alright? - Yes, I'm fine.
- Shoot him! - Father!
Commodore, do you really intend to kill my rescuer?
I believe thanks are in order.
Had a brush with the East India Trading company, did we?
Pirate?
Hang him.
Keep your guns on him, men. Gillette, fetch some irons.
- Well, well... Jack Sparrow, isn't it? - Captain Jack Sparrow, if you please, sir.
- Well, I don't see your ship...Captain. - I'm in the market as it were.
- He said he'd come to commandeer one. - Told ya he was telling the truth.
These are his, sir.
No additional shots nor powder.
A compass that doesn't point north.
And I half expected it to be made of wood.
You are, without doubt, the worst pirate I've ever heard of.
But you have heard of me.
Commodore, I really must protest.
Carefully Lieutenant.
Pirate or not this man saved my life.
One good deed is not enough to redeem a man of a lifetime of wickedness.
Though it seems enough to condemn him.
Indeed.
Finally.
No, don't shoot!
I knew you'd warm up to me. Commodore Norrington, my effects, please...
...and my hat.
Commodore!
- Elizabeth, it is Elizabeth isn't it? - It's Miss Swann.
Miss Swann, if you'd be so kind. Come, come, dear, we don't have all day.
Now if you'd be very kind.
Easy on the goods, darling.
You're despicable.
Sticks and stones, love. I saved your life, you saved mine, we're square.
Gentlemen, m'lady,
you will always remember this as the day that you almost caught...
...Captain Jack Sparrow.
- Now, will you shoot him? - Open fire!
On his heels!
Gillette, Mr. Sparrow has a dawn appointment with the gallows...
...I would hate for him to miss it.
Search upstairs.
Look lively, men.
Right where I left you.
Not where I left you.
You're the one they're hunting.
The pirate.
You seem somewhat familiar. Have I threatened you before?
I make a point of avoiding familiarity with pirates.
Ah. Well, then it would be a shame to put a black mark on your record.
So, if you'll excuse me...
Do you think this wise, boy...
...crossing blades with a pirate?
You threatened Miss Swann.
Only a little.
You know what you're doing, I'll give you that. Excellent form...
...but how's your footwork?
If I step here... Very good.
Now I step again.
Ta.
That is a wonderful trick.
Except once again you are between me and my way out.
And now you have no weapon.
Who makes all these?
I do! And I practice with them...
...three hours a day!
You need to find yourself a girl, mate.
Or, perhaps the reason you practice three hours a day is that you already found one...
...and are otherwise incapable of wooing said strumpet.
You're not a eunuch, are you?
I practice three hours a day, so that when I meet a pirate...
...I can kill it.
You cheated!
Pirate!
- Move away! - No!
- Please, move! - No!
I cannot just step aside and let you escape.
This shot is not meant for you.
Excellent work, Mr. Brown. You've assisted in the capture of a dangerous fugitive.
Just doing my civic duty, sir.
Well, I trust you'll always remember this as the day that Captain...
...Jack Sparrow almost escaped.
Take him away!
- Can you smell it? - Come here, boy.
- Want a nice juicy bone? - Come here, boy.
You can keep doing that forever, the dog is never going to move.
Oh, excuse us if we haven't resigned ourselves to the gallows just yet.
There you go, Miss.
It's a difficult day for you, I am sure.
I suspected Commodore Norrington would propose but...
...I must admit I wasn't entirely prepared for it.
Well, I meant you being threatened by that pirate, sounds terrifying.
Oh, yes, it was terrifying.
But the Commodore proposed. Fancy that.
Now that's a smart match, Miss, if it's not too bold to say.
It is a smart match.
He's a fine man.
The sort any woman should dream of marrying.
Well, that Will Turner, he's a fine man too.
That is too bold.
Well, begging your pardon, Miss, it was not my place.
- Has my daughter given you an answer yet? - No, she hasn't.
Well, she has had a very trying day.
Ghastly weather, don't you think?
Bleak, very bleak.
What's that?
Cannon fire!
Return fire!
I know those guns.
- It's the Pearl. - Black Pearl?
I've heard stories. She's been preying on ships and settlements for near ten years.
- Never leaves any survivors. - No survivors?
Then where do the stories come from, I wonder?
Governor.
Barricade yourself in my office.
That's an order!
Don't!
Hello, chump.
- Up there! - Girl!
Miss Swann, they've come to kidnap you.
- What? - You're the Governors daughter.
They haven't seen you. Hide and the first chance you get, run to the fort.
Gotcha!
- It's hot! It's on me! - Come on.
We know you're here, Poppet.
Poppet.
Come out.
We promise we wont hurt you.
We will find you, Poppet.
You've got something of ours and it calls to us.
The Gold calls to us.
Gold calls...
'Ello, Poppet.
- Parley! - What?
Parley. I invoke the right of parley.
According to the code of the brethren, set down by the pirates Morgan and Bartholomew...
...you have to take me to your Captain.
I know the code.
If an adversary demands parley you can do them no harm until...
...the parley is complete.
To blazes with the code.
She wants to be taken to the Captain.
And she'll go without a fuss. We must honor the code.
Say goodbye!
Goodbye.
- Come on! - Elizabeth.
Outta my way, scum!
My sympathies friend, you've no manner of luck at all.
Come on, doggy.
It's just you and me now. It's you and ol' Jack, come on.
Come on, good boy. That’s it, good boy, come on!
Bit closer, bit closer.
That's it, that's it, doggy.
Come on you filthy, slimy, mangy cad.
No, no, no, no, no, I didn't mean it. I didn't...
This ain't the armory.
Well, well, well, look what we have here Twigg?
Captain Jack Sparrow.
Last time I saw you, you were all alone on a godforsaken island.
Shrinking into the distance. His fortunes aren't improved much.
Worry about your own fortunes, gentlemen.
The deepest circle of Hell is reserved for betrayers and mutineers.
So there is a curse.
That's interesting.
You know nothing of Hell.
That's very interesting.
I didn't know we were takin' on captives.
She's invoked the right of parley with Captain Barbossa.
- I am here to negotiate... - You will speak when spoken to.
And ye'll not lay a hand on those under the protection of parley.
Aye, sir.
My apologies, Miss.
Captain Barbossa, I am here to negotiate the cessation of hostilities...
...against Port Royal.
There are a lot of long words in there, Miss, we're naught but humble pirates.
- What is it that you want? - I want you to leave and never come back.
I'm disinclined to acquiesce to your request...
...means no.
Very well.
I'll drop it.
Me holds are burstin' with swag and that bit of shine matters to us?
- Why? - It's what you've been searching for.
I recognized the ship. I saw it eight years ago on the crossing from England.
Did ya now?
Fine.
Well, I suppose if it is worthless then there's no point in me keeping it.
You have a name, Missy?
Elizabeth... Turner.
I'm a maid in the Governors household.
Miss Turner...?
Bootstrap.
And how does a maid come to own a trinket such as that?
Family heirloom, perhaps?
I didn't steal it if that's what you mean.
Very well, you hand it over and we'll put your town to our rudder and never return.
Our bargain?
Still the guns and stow 'em, signal the men, set the flags...
Wait! You have to take me to shore.
According to the code of the order of the brethren...
First, your return to shore was not part of our negotiations...
...nor our agreement so I must do nothing.
And secondly, you must be a pirate for the pirates 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.
They've taken her. They've taken Elizabeth.
Mr. Murtogg, remove this man.
We have to hunt them down, we must save her.
And where do you propose we start?
If you have any information concerning my daughter, please, share it.
That Jack Sparrow. He talked about the Black Pearl.
Mentioned it, is more what he did.
Ask him where it is.
Make a deal with him he could lead us to it.
No...
the pirates who invaded this Fort left Sparrow locked in his cell ergo....
...they are not his allies.
Governor, we will establish their most likely course...
That's not good enough!
Mr. Turner, you are not a military man, you are not a sailor.
You are a blacksmith and this is not the moment for rash actions.
Do not make the mistake of thinking you are the only man here...
...who cares for Elizabeth.
- You, Sparrow! - Aye.
You are familiar with that ship, the Black Pearl?
- I've heard of it. - Where does it make berth?
Where does it make berth? Have you not heard the stories?
Captain Barbossa and his crew of miscreants sailed from the dreaded Isla de Muerta.
It's an island that cannot be found except by those who already know where it is.
The ships real enough.
Therefore it's anchorage must be a real place. Where is it?
- Why ask me? - Because you're a pirate.
And you want to turn pirate yourself, is that it?
Never.
- They took Miss Swann. - Oh, so it is that you've found a girl.
I see.
Well, if you're intending to brave all, hasten to her rescue and so win fair lady's heart...
...you'll have to do it alone, mate. I see no profit in it for me.
- I can get you out of here. - How's that? The keys run off.
I helped build these cells. These are half pin-barrel hinges.
With the right leverage and a proper application of strength...
...the door will lift free.
- What's your name? - Will Turner.
That will be short for William, I imagine.
Good, strong name. No doubt, named for your father, aye?
Yes.
Well, Mr. Turner, I've changed me mind.
If you spring me from this cell, I swear on pain of death...
...I shall take you to the Black Pearl and your bonny lass.
Do we have an accord?
- Agreed. - Agreed, get me out.
Hurry, someone will have heard that.
Not without my effects.
We're going to steal a ship?
That ship?
Commandeer. We're going to commandeer that ship.
Nautical term.
One question about your business boy, or there's no use going.
This girl, how far are you willing to go to save her?
- I'd die for her. - Oh, good.
No worries, then.
This is either madness or brilliance.
It's remarkable how often those two traits coincide.
Everyone stay calm, we are taking over the ship.
Aye, avast!
This ship cannot be crewed by two men.
You'll never make it out of the bay.
Son.
I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, savvy?
Commodore!
Sir, they've taken the Dauntless!
They've taken the ship.
Sparrow and Turner, they've taken the Dauntless!
Rash, Turner, too rash.
He is without doubt the worst pirate I have ever seen.
Here they come.
Bring her around! Bring her around!
Search every cabin, every hold, down to the bilges.
- Sailors, back to the Interceptor! Now! - Quickly men!
Thank you, Commodore, for getting us ready to make way.
We'd have a hard time of it by ourselves.
Set top sails and clear up this mess.
With the wind a quarter astern, we wont catch them.
We don't need to catch them just get them in range of the long nines.
Men, come about. Run out the guns.
We open fire on our own ship, sir?
I'd rather see her at the bottom of the ocean than in the hands of a pirate.
Commodore, he's disabled the rudder chain, sir.
Abandon ship!
That's got to be the best pirate I've ever seen.
So it would seem.
When I was a lad living in England, my mother raised me by herself.
After she died, I came out here, looking for my father.
Is that so?
My father, Will Turner.
And in jail it was only after you learned my name that you agreed to help.
Since that's what I wanted, I didn't press the matter.
I'm not a simpleton, Jack. You knew my father.
I knew 'im.
Probably one the few who knew him as William Turner.
Everyone else just called him Bootstrap or Bootstrap Bill.
- Bootstrap? - Good man, good pirate.
- I swear you look just like him. - It's not true.
He was a merchant sailor, a good, respectable man who obeyed the law.
He was a bloody pirate, a scallywag.
My father was not a pirate.
Put it away, son.
It's not worth you getting beat again.
You didn't beat me.
You ignored the rules of engagement. In a fair fight. I'd killed you.
And that's no incentive for me to fight fair, is it?
Now as long as you're just hanging there, pay attention.
The only rules that really matter are these:
What a man can do and what a man can't do.
For instance you can accept that your father was a pirate and a good man...
...or you can't.
But pirate is in your blood, boy, so you'll have to square with that someday.
And me, for example, I can let you drown.
But I can't bring this ship into Tortuga all by me onesies, savvy?
So...
Can you sail under the command of a pirate...
...or can you not?
Tortuga?
Tortuga.
More importantly, it is indeed a sad life that has never breathed deep
the sweet proliferous bouquet that is Tortuga, savvy?
What do you think?
It'll linger.
I'll tell you mate.
If every town in the world were like this one...
...no man would ever feel unwanted.
Scarlett!
Not sure I deserved that.
Giselle!
Who was she?
What?
I may have deserved that.
Curse you for breathing, you slack jawed idiot!
Mother's love!
Jack!
You should know better then to wake a man when he's sleeping.
- It's bad luck - Ah, fortunately I know how to counter it.
The man who did the waking buys, the man who was sleeping, a drink.
The man who was sleeping drinks it while listening to a proposition...
... from the man who did the waking.
Aye, that'll about do it.
Blast! I'm already awake!
That was for the smell.
Keep a sharp eye!
Now, what's the nature of this venture you are in?
I'm going after the Black Pearl.
I know where it's going to be and I'm going to take it.
Jack, it's a fool's errand.
Well, you know better than me the tales of the Black Pearl.
That's why I know what Barbossa is up to...
...all I need is a crew.
From what I hear tell of Captain Barbossa,
he's not a man to suffer fools nor strike a bargain with one.
Well, then I say it's a very good thing I'm not a fool then, aye?
Prove me wrong. What makes ye think Barbossa will give up his ship to you?
Let's just say it's a matter of leverage, aye?
The kid?
That is the child of Bootstrap Bill Turner.
His only child, savvy?
Is he now?
Leverage says you...
...I think I feel a change in the wind says I. I'll find us a crew...
...there's bound to be some sailors on this rock crazy as you.
One can only hope. Take what you can...
Give nothing back.
You'll be dinin' with the captain. And he requests you wear this.
Well, you may tell the captain that I am disinclined to acquiesce to his request.
He said you'd say that.
He also said if that be the case...
...you'll be dinin' with the crew...
...and you'll be naked.
Fine.
There's no need to stand on ceremony, nor call to impress anyone.
You must be hungry.
Try the wine.
And the apples? One of those next.
It's poisoned.
There would be no sense to be killing ye Miss Turner.
Then release me, you have your trinket. I'm of no further value to you.
- You don't know what this is, do ye? - It's a pirate medallion.
This is Aztec gold.
One of 882 identical pieces they delivered in a stone chest to Cortés himself.
Blood money paid to stem the slaughter he wreaked upon them with his armies.
But the greed of Cortés was insatiable.
So the heathen gods placed upon the gold…a terrible curse.
Any mortal that removes but a piece from that stone chest...
...shall be punished for eternity.
I hardly believe in ghost stories anymore, Captain Barbossa.
Aye.
That's exactly what I thought when we were first told the tale.
Buried on an island that cannot be found except...
...for those who know where it is.
Find it, we did. There be the chest...
...inside be the gold.
We took them all!
Spent them and traded them.
We frittered them away...on drink and food and pleasurable company.
The more we gave them away, the more we came to realize...
...the drink would not satisfy, food turned to ash in our mouths...
...and all the pleasurable company in the world could not slake our lust.
We are cursed men, Miss Turner.
Compelled by greed we were, and now we are consumed by it.
There is one way we can end our curse.
All the scattered pieces of the Aztec gold must be restored...
...and the blood repaid.
Thanks to you we have the final piece.
And the blood to be repaid?
That's why there's no sense to be killing you...
yet!
Apple?
I'm curious, after killing me what is it you are planning on doing next?
Look!
The moonlight shows us for what we really are.
We are not among the living and so we cannot die.
But neither are we dead.
For too long I've been parched with thirst and unable to quench it.
Too long I've been starving to death and haven't died.
I feel nothing, not the wind on my face nor the spray of the sea.
Nor the warmth of a woman's flesh.
You best start believing in ghost stories Miss Turner...
you're in one!
What are ye looking at? Back to work!
Feast your eyes, Captain.
All of them, faithful hands before the mast.
Every man worth his salt.
And crazy to boot.
So this is your able-bodied crew?
- You, sailor! - Cotton, Sir. - Mr. Cotton!
Do you have the courage and fortitude to follow orders
and stay true in the face of danger and almost certain death?
- Mr. Cotton! Answer man!
He's a mute, sir. Poor devil had his tongue cut out, so he trained the parrot to talk for him.
No one's yet figured how.
Mr. Cotton's... parrot. Same question.
Wind in the sails! Wind in the sails!
- Mostly, we figure, that means "yes". - O'course it does. Satisfied?
Well, you've proved they're mad.
And what's the benefit for us?
Anamaria.
- I suppose you didn't deserve that one either? - No, that one I deserved.
- You stole my boat! - Actually...
Borrowed, borrowed without permission.
- But with every intention of bringing it back to you. - But you didn't!
- You'll get another one - I will.
- A better one. - A better one!
- That one! - What one?
That one?
Aye! That one.
- What say you? - Aye!
No, no, no, no, no, it's frightful bad luck to bring a woman aboard, sir.
It'd be far worse not to, however.
How can we sail to an island that nobody can find...
...with a compass that doesn't work?
Aye, the compass doesn't point north...
...but we're not trying to find north, are we?
- We should drop canvas, sir. - She can hold a bit longer.
What's in your head that's put you in such a fine mood, Captain?
We're catching up.
Time to go, Poppet!
Dead men tell no tales.
Puts a chill in the bones how many honest sailors have been claimed by this passage.
How is it that Jack came by that compass?
Not a lot known about Jack Sparrow before he showed up in Tortuga...
...with a mind to go after the treasure of the Isla de Muerta.
That was before I met him.
Back when he was Captain of the Black Pearl.
What?
He failed to mention that.
Well, he plays things close to the vest now. And a hard learned lesson it was.
See three days out on the venture the first mate comes to him and says...
...everything's an equal share as should be the location of the treasure too.
So, Jack gives up the bearings. That night there was a mutiny.
They marooned Jack on an island and left him to die.
But not before he'd gone mad with the heat.
So that's the reason for all the...
Reason's got nothing to do with it.
Now Will, when a pirate is marooned he is a given a pistol with a single shot.
One shot.
Well it won't do much good hunting or to be rescued.
But after three weeks of starvin' belly and thirst that pistol...
...starts to look real friendly.
But Jack, he escaped the island and he still has that single shot.
Oh, but he won't use it though, save for one man. His mutinous first mate.
- Barbossa. - Aye.
- How did Jack get off the island? - Well, I'll tell you.
He waded out into the shallows and he waited there three days and three nights...
till all manner of sea creature came and acclimated to his presence.
And on the fourth morning...
he roped himself a couple of sea turtles, rushed them together and made a raft!
- He roped a couple of sea turtles? - Aye, sea turtles.
What did he use for rope?
Human hair...
...from my back.
Let go of the anchor!
Let go of the anchor, sir.
Young Mr. Turner and I are to go ashore.
Captain! What if the worst should happen?
- Keep to the code. - Aye, the code.
- Ten years of hoarding swag. - And now we're finally getting to spend it.
Once we're quit of the curse we'll be rich men.
And you can buy an eye that actually fits and is made of glass.
This one does splinter something terrible.
Stop rubbing it.
What code is Gibbs to keep to if the worst should happen?
Pirate's code. Any man who falls behind is left behind.
No heroes amongst thieves, eh?
You know for having such a bleak outlook on pirates you're well on your way to becoming one.
Sprung a man from jail, commandeered a ship of the Fleet...
sailed with a buccaneer crew out of Tortuga.
And you're completely obsessed with treasure.
That's not true. I'm not obsessed with treasure.
Not all treasure is silver and gold, mate.
Gentlemen, the time has come!
Salvation is nigh!
- Our torment is near at end! - Elizabeth.
For ten years we've been tested and tried and each man-jack of you here...
has proved his mettle a hundred times over and a hundred times again!
Suffered I have.
Punished we were. The lot of us disproportionate to our crime.
Here it is!
The cursed treasure of Cortés himself.
Every last piece that went astray we have returned...
save for this.
- Jack! - Not yet.
We wait for the opportune moment.
When's that?
When it's of greatest profit to you?
May I ask you something?
Have I ever given you reason not to trust me?
Do us a favor, I know it's difficult for you but please stay here...
and try not to do anything stupid.