- ls that it? - No, no, no. He didn't say it right.
He didn't ...
You have to say it right.
Calypso...
...l release you from your human bonds.
Tia Dalma.
Calypso.
When the Brethren Court imprisoned you, who was it that told them how?
- Who was it that betrayed you? - Name him.
Davy Jones.
This is it! This is it!
[rope chafing]
[snapping]
Calypso!
l come before you as but a servant, humble and contrite.
l have fulfilled me vow and now ask your favor.
Spare meself, me ship, me crew...
...but unleash your fury upon those who dare pretend themselves your masters...
...or mine.
[yelling indistinct incantation]
[wincing]
ls that it?
Why, she's no help at all.
What now?
Nothing.
Our final hope has failed us.
[wind gusting]
- lt's not over. - There's still a fight to be had.
We've an armada against us, and with the Dutchman, there's no chance.
There's only a fool's chance.
Revenge won't bring your father back, Miss Swann,
and it's not something l'm intending to die for.
You're right.
Then what shall we die for?
You will listen to me.
Listen!
The Brethren will still be looking here to us, to the Black Pearl, to lead.
And what will they see?
Frightened bilge rats aboard a derelict ship? No.
No, they will see free men and freedom!
And what the enemy will see is the flash of our cannons.
They will hear the ring of our swords, and they will know what we can do.
By the sweat of our brows,
and the strength of our backs...
...and the courage of our hearts.
Gentlemen...
...hoist the colors.
Hoist the colors.
- Hoist the colors. - Hoist the colors!
Aye.
The wind's on our side, boys. That's all we need!
[shouting]
Hoist the colors!
[shouting in Chinese]
We have a favorable wind, sir.
Oh, so we do.
Signal Jones to give no quarter.
That should brighten his day.
To arms! We give no quarter!
Calypso.
- [thunder rumbling] - [screeching]
Have you noticed, on top of everything, it's raining?
That's a bad sign.
Man the capstan. Raise the main topyard. Keep that powder dry.
[thunderclap]
Maelstrom!
[Elizabeth] Captain Barbossa!
We need you at the helm.
Aye, that be true.
Brace up yards, you cack-handed deck apes.
Dying is the day worth living for.
Veer off!
She'll not harm us.
Full-bore and into the abyss.
Are you mad?
Ha! You afraid to get wet?
She's on our stern and gaining.
More speed! Haul your wind and hold your water.
Bow cannons!
[man] Blow the cannons!
Take us out or they'll overbear us.
Nay. Further in. We'll cut across to faster waters.
Prepare to broadside.
Captain the guns. Bear a hand.
Muster your courage, men. At the ready.
Think like the whelp. Think like the whelp. Think like the whelp.
Hinges. Hinges.
Think like the whelp.
Half-barrel hinges.
Leverage.
Wish us luck, boys. We'll need it.
- l miss him already. - He is quite charming, isn't he?
Nobody move.
l dropped me brain.
[thunderclap]
Batten down the hatches!
Stand to your guns.
Midship cannoneers, sight the masts.
Main battery at the ready!
Hold there! Wait till we're board-and-board.
Fire!
- Fire! - Fire! Fire all!
Fire!
Come on, men.
lt be too late to alter course now, mateys.
Halt there or we'll shoot.
Good one.
l just come to get me effects.
Admirable though it may be, why are you here when you could be elsewhere?
Someone has to stay and guard the chest.
There's no question, there's a breakdown in military discipline on this vessel.
l blame the fish people.
Oh, so fish people, by dint of being fish people,
automatically aren't as disciplined as non-fish people?
Seems contributory, is all l'm suggesting.
lt's true, if there were no fish people, there'd be no need to guard the chest.
And if there were no chest we wouldn't need to be here to guard it.
[men shouting]
Prepare to board!
Cover!
- [groaning] - [grunts]
No!
[chuckles]
[Jones chuckles]
Lookee here, boys. A lost bird.
A lost bird that never learned to fly.
To my great regret.
But...
...never too late to learn, eh?
[screaming]
Whoa!
The chest, hand it over.
l can set you free, mate.
My freedom was forfeit long ago.
Elizabeth.
Will you marry me?
l don't think now's the best time.
Now may be the only time.
l love you.
l've made my choice. What's yours?
Barbossa.
Marry us.
l'm a little busy at the moment.
Barbossa, now.
Fine, then.
Dearly beloved, we be gathered here today...
To nail your gizzards to the mast, you poxy cur.
Elizabeth Swann, do you take me to be your husband?
- l do. - Great.
Will Turner, do you take me...
...to be your wife...
...in sickness and in health...
...with health being the less likely?
l do.
As captain, l now pronounce you...
You may kiss...
[cackles]
You may kiss...
Just kiss.
[monkey screeches]
Leave it.
You can do nothing without the key.
l already have the key.
No, you don't .
Oh, that key.
No!
Oi. My pistol.
[screams]
Turner.
Fire!
[muffled grunting]
Thank you, Jack.
Stop! lt's me.
lt's Will. Your son.
Ha!
[screams]
- [thud] - [both grunt]
Go!
Harridan! You'll see no mercy from me.
That's why l brought this.
[Elizabeth grunting]
l'm not going to kill you. l made you a promise.
[yells]
Missed.
Did you forget? l'm a heartless wretch.
Ah. Love.
A dreadful bond.
And yet, so easily severed.
Tell me, William Turner, do you fear death?
[Jack] Do you?
[heart beating]
Heady tonic, holding life and death in the palm of one's hand.
You're a cruel man, Jack Sparrow.
Cruel is a matter of perspective.
ls it?
- [groans] - [gasps]
Will?
Look at me! Stay with me! You're all right.
William?
My son.
Will? Will? Look at me. Look at me!
You will not forestall my judgment.
[gasping]
Calypso.
She's taking us down! Make quick or it's the Locker for us all!
No.
No, no.
No!
[all] Part of the crew. Part of the ship, part of the crew.
Don't leave me.
Don't . No!
l won't leave you.
The Dutchman must have a captain.
Hold on.
Thank goodness, Jack.
The armada's still out there. The Endeavor's coming up hard to starboard,
and l think it's time we embrace that oldest and noblest of pirate traditions.
Never actually been one for tradition.
Close haul her. Luff the sails and lay her in irons.
Belay that, or we'll be a sitting duck.
Belay that "belay that."
- But the arma... - Belay.
- The Endeav... - Stow. Shut it.
What are they waiting for?
He expects us to honor our agreement.
[man] Ready guns and gun ports.
lt's nothing personal, Jack. lt's just good business.
Ah, she survived.
[grunting and moaning]
- Ready on the guns. - [all] Guns ready.
Full canvas.
Aye, full canvas.
Orders, sir.
Sir!
Cap'n .
- Fire. - Fire!
- Fire!
Fire, all!
Orders? Orders, sir?
Sir, what do you command?
lt's just...
...good business.
Abandon ship!
- Abandon ship! - All hands, abandon ship!
- [glass shatters] - [explosions]
They're turning away!
[shouting]
[squawks] Wind in your sails.
Shiver me timbers.
[shouting, cheering]
Captain Turner!
- Mr. Gibbs. - Cap'n ?
- You may throw my hat if you like. - Aye, aye, cap'n .
Hooray!
Now go and get it.
Orders, sir?
You're no longer bound to the Dutchman. You're free.
Aye.
That's a fine thing, but...
...by my reckoning, l still have a debt that has to be paid.
lf you'll have me.
On the wheel, then, Mr. Turner.
Aye, Captain Turner.
[Bootstrap Bill] This ship has a purpose again.
And where we are bound...
...she cannot come.
One day ashore.
Ten years at sea.
That's a steep price for what's been done.
Depends on the one day.
Your chariot awaits, Your Highness.
The oars are inside.
Mrs. Turner.
Goodbye, poppet.
Jack.
lt would never have worked out between us.
Keep telling yourself that, darling.
Once was quite enough.
Thank you.
l'm going to need the other one.
lt's nearly sunset.
[heart beating]
lt's always belonged to you.
Will you keep it safe?
Yes.
Will!
Keep a weather eye on the horizon.
Granted it tends to list to port, and has been, on occasion,
known to frighten young women.
But l promise you, you will not be disappointed.
ls that it?
The Black Pearl?
lt's not very big.
Love, that is a dinghy.
My vessel is magnificent and fierce and huge-ish and...
...gone. Why is it gone?
ls that it there?
Yes, there it is.
Why is it there?
lt's much larger up close.
[sighs] Jack, you promised to take us for a ride.
- l was to be given the first ride. - What? You?
- Not what he said. - [gasps] l never!
Mr. Gibbs? Any particular reason why my ship is gone?
The ship? We're on the ship.
Jack! The ship's gone!
Really?
Ladies! Will you please shut it?
Listen to me. Yes, l lied to you.
No, l don't love you.
Of course it makes you look fat. l've never been to Brussels.
lt is pronounced " egregious."
By the way, no, l've never actually met Pizarro, but l love his pies.
And all of this pales to utter insignificance
in light of the fact that my ship is once again gone. Savvy?
- Take what you can. - Give nothing back.
Tell me, ladies, what do you know of sea turtles?
Sea turtles?
Let me tell you the amazing story of Cap...
[Barbossa] All men up the ratlines.
All men up the ratlines!
Oh, you want a taste of this?
Oh, that's a good boy! You're Daddy's boy.
Oh, yes, you are. Oh, yes, you are.
Sir?
Some of the men don't feel entirely settled
- about leaving Captain Jack behind. - Again.
- ls that so?
lt would make us feel a whole lot better regarding our fortunes
if we could see that item you told us about.
- On the charts. - Aye.
With our own eyes.
To help put an ease to our burden of guilt, so to speak.
Ah.
Feast your eyes upon this, mateys.
There's more than one way to live forever.
Gents, l give you the Fountain of Youth.
Sparrow.
[Jack] # Yo ho, yo ho A pirate's life for me
[humming]
# We're devils and black sheep Really bad eggs
# Drink up, me hearties Yo ho
[boy] # Yo ho, yo ho A pirate's life for me
# We pillage, we plunder We rifle and loot
# Drink up, me hearties Yo ho
# We kidnap and ravage And don't give a hoot
# Drink up, me hearties Yo ho
# Yo ho, yo ho A pirate's life for me #