PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN: DEAD MAN'S CHEST [2006]

Captain Jack is Back

 Jack Sparrow: It is a drawing of a key.

Gentlemen, what do keys do?

Leech: Keys... unlock things?

Gibbs: And whatever this key unlocks, inside there's something valuable.

So we're setting out to find whatever this key unlocks.

Jack Sparrow: No.

If we don't have the key, we can't open whatever we don't have that it unlocks.

So what purpose would be served in finding whatever need be unlocked, which we don't have,

without first having found the key what unlocks it?

Gibbs: So, we're going after this key.

Jack Sparrow: You're not making any sense at all.

Bootstrap: I'm sorry for the part I played in the mutiny against you, Jack.

I stood up for you.

Everything went wrong after that.

They strapped me to a cannon.

I ended up on the bottom of the ocean, the weight of the water crushing down on me.

Unable to move, unable to die, Jack.

And I thought that even the tiniest hope of escaping this fate, I would take it.

I would trade anything for it.

Jack Sparrow: It's funny what a man will do to forestall his final judgement.

Bootstrap: You made a deal with him too, Jack.

He raised The Pearl from the depths for you.

13 years, you've been her captain.

You won't be able to talk yourself out of this.

The terms what applied to me apply to you as well.

One soul bound to crew 100 years upon his ship.

Jack Sparrow: The Flying Dutchman already has a captain...

Bootstrap: Then it's the locker for you!

Jones's terrible leviathan will find you and drag The Pearl back to the depths and you along with it.

 Elizabeth: You sent Will to get you the compass owned by Jack Sparrow.
It will do you no good.
Lord Beckett: Do explain.
Elizabeth: I have been to the Isal de Muerta.
I have seen the treasure myself.
There is something you need to know.
Lord Beckett: You think the compass leads only to the Isla de Muerta
and so you hope to save me from an evil fate.
But you mustn't worry.
I care not for cursed Aztec gold.
My desires are not so provincial.
There's more than one chest of value in these waters.

Ragetti: How'd you know it weren't Divine Providence what inspired you to be clever?
Anyways, I ain't stealing no ship.
Pintel: It ain't stealing, it's salvaging.
And since when did you care?
Ragetti: Since we're not immortal no more.
We gotta take care of our immortal souls.
Pintel: You know you can't read.
Ragetti: It's the Bible. You get credit for trying.
Pintel: Pretending to read the Bible's a lie.

Will: Why is Jack afraid of the open ocean?
Gibbs: Well, if you believe such things, there's a beast does the bidding of Davy Jones.
A fearsome creatures with giant tentacles that'll suction your face clean off
and drag an entire ship down to the crushing darkness.
The kraken.
Imagine, the last thing you know on God's green earth is the roar of the kraken
and the reeking odor of a thousand rotting corpses.
If you believe such things.
Will: And the key will spare him that?
Gibbs: That's the very question Jacks wants answered.
Bad enough even to go visit... her.

You have a touch of destiny about you, William Turner.
~Tia Dalma

Tia Dalma: Your key go to a chest.
And it is what lay inside the chest you seek, don't it?
Gibbs: What is inside?
Pintel: Gold? Jewels? Unclaimed properties of a valuable nature?
Ragetti: Nothing bad, I hope?
Tia Dalma: You know Davy Jones, yes?
A man of the sea.
A great sailor.
Until he run a foul of that which vex all men.
Will: What vexes all men?
Tia Dalma: What indeed?
Gibbs: The sea?
Pintel: Sums?
Ragetti: The dichotomy of good and evil?
Jack Sparrow: A woman.
Tia Dalma: A woman.
He fell in love.
Gibbs: No, no, no. I heard it was the sea he fell in love with.
Tia Dalma: Same story, different versions, and all are true.
It was a woman as changing and harsh and untamable as the sea.
Him never stopped loving her.
But the pain it cause him was too much to live with but not enough to cause him to die.
 Will: What exactly did he put into the chest?
Tia Dalma: Him heart.
Ragetti: Literally or figuratively?
Pintel: He couldn't literally put his heart in a chest. Could he?
Tia Dalma: It was not worth feeling what small, fleeting joy life brings.
And so, him carve out him heart, lock it away in a chest and hide the chest from the world.
The key, he keep with him at all times.

Davy Jones cannot make port.
Cannot step on land but once every 10 years.
Land is where you are safe, Jack Sparrow, and so you will carry land with you.
~Tia Dalma

Do you fear death?
Do you fear that dark abyss?
All your deeds laid bare.
All your sins punished.
I can offer you an escape.
~Davy Jones

Wyvern: The dead man's chest.
Will: What do you know of this?
Wyvern: Open the chest with the key, and stab the heart...
No, no, no, don't stab the heart.
The Dutchman needs a living heart or there'll be no captain.
And if there's no captain, there's no one to have the key.
Will: So the captain has the key?
Where is the key?
Wyvern: Hidden.
Will: Where is the chest?
Wyvern: Hidden.

Jack Sparrow: My compass, is unique.
Norrington: Unique here having the meaning of broken.
Jack Sparrow: True enough, this compass does not point north.
Elizabeth: Where does it point?
Jack Sparrow: It points to the thing you want most in this world. 

Bootstrap: Get yourself to land and stay there.
It was always in my blood to die at sea.
It was not a fate I ever wanted for you.
Will: It's not a fate you had to choose for yourself, either.






*****

MUNICH [2005]

The world was watching in 1972 as 11 Israeli athletes were murdered at the Munich Olympics. 

This is the story of what happened next

 There is great uncertainty about how many Israelis are being hostage in the apartment.

It now appears that Black September has tossed a piece of paper out the window.

A list of demands.

They want what they call 'The Israeli war machine' to release 200 Arabs,

which it insists are political prisoners or the hostages will be killed.

The terrorist communique ends with an appeal for revolutionaries of the world to unite.

~TV Announcer

Daphna: I tried not to think about you, but I couldn't.

Avner: I have the world's most boring job. What's going to happen to me?

Daphna: Well, they were just athletes. They went to the Olympics. Look what happened to them.

It's the same as Eichmann.

We say to these butchers: 

"You didn't want to share this world with us, then we don't have to share this world with you."

There's legitimacy for this, am I correct?

Ambushed and slaughtered again

while the rest of the world is playing games, Olympic torches

and brass bands and dead Jews in Germany.

And the world couldn't care less.

~Golda Meir

These people, they're sworn to destroy us.

Forget peace for now. We have to show them we're strong.

We have laws, we represent civilization.

Some people say we can't afford to be civilized.

I've always resisted such people.

But I don't know who these maniacs are, and where they are come from.

Palestinians? They're not recognizable.

You tell me what law protects people like these.

Today I'm hearing with new ears.

Every civilization finds it necessary to negotiate compromises with its own values.

~Golda Meir

If you can't decide in one day, you can't decide.

~General Zamir

Avner: You're not going to give me any information?

Ephraim: We deposit money from a fund that doesn't exist,

into a box we don't know about, in a bank we never set foot in.

We can't help you because we never heard of you before.

You'll do what the terrorist do.

You think they report back to home base? They don't.

We want them dead.

I could be anybody. You could be anybody, too.

Identity. That's the boring part now.

Here's what isn't boring.

As long as you don't work for any government...

We can locate almost anyone for anyone anywhere and we are ideology promiscuous.

We love everybody, hate everybody. I get my feelings confused.

If you're not working for any government...

we know, or we find... we don't find, you don't pay.
~Louis

 Mahmoud Hamshari: I believe what he meant by this is that now the world will begin hearing us.
We are, for 24 years, the world's largest refugee population. Our homes taken from us.
Living in camps, no future, no food. Nothing decent for our children.
Robert: So was the attack in Munich justified?
Mahmoud Hamshari: The PLO condemns attacks on civilians. Through for 24 years...
Marie Claude: Tell your newspaper that.
Mahmoud Hamshari: ... our civilians have been attacked by the Israelis day after day...
Marie Claude: Tell them about all the years and years of Palestinians blood spilled by Israel.
And who mourns for us?
Mahmoud Hamshari: You know, Israel just bombed 2 refugee camps in Syria and Lebanon.
200 people killed, right after Munich they did this.
Marie Claude: It did not begin in Munich.
And where does it end? How will it ever end?

Mother: I'm proud of what you are doing.
Avner: You don't know what I'm doing.
Mother: I look at you and I know everything I need to know.

Avner: I can't do what I'm doing if I can't see you.
Daphna: What are you doing?
Don't do it then, Avner. This is our home.
Avner: You're the only home I ever had.
[Daphna chuckles] What?
Daphna: This is so corny.
Avner: It wasn't easy for me to say that.
Daphna: I bet.
Avner: Don't laugh at me then.
Daphna: Why did I have to marry a sentimentalist? You're ruining my life.

Ephraim: Lots of people in Mossad don't know about you. No one knows.
So everyone's asking, "Who's killing the fedayeen? Is it our guys? Why weren't we told?"
Big ego. Lots of screaming.
I can maybe include one or two of you, but excluding Mossad or the army is impossible.
Accept it.
Avner: We will, but our source won't.
Ephraim: Who is your source?
It's time you told me.
That, by the way, is not a request. It's an order.
Carl: You can't order him. He doesn't work for you.
Ephraim: Shut up! I pay you. You work for me.
Avner: I work for a metal box in a bank in Geneva. The box pays me.
Ephraim: You want to find it empty?
Avner: I want you to let us do our work.
Ephraim: What's the matter with you? With all of you?
Grow up and do it quick.
This is not a game, a fucking game.
Who has the source? Where are you getting your information?
Give me his goddamn number!
Hans: I hope the old lady next door enjoyed that.
She's a little deaf but I doubt she had any trouble hearing you.
Ephraim: Give me the source and we'll let you take part.
Avner: Let us go to Beirut.
After Beirut, we'll use our source to find the remaining targets.
Let us do out job.

Papa: The world has been rough with you, with your tribe.
It's right to respond roughly to such treatment.
You pay well and you pay promptly, so we'll continue together.
But no more infractions.
Avner: Thank you. You have my word.

You could have been my son.
But you're not.
Remember that.
We'll do business but you aren't family.
~Papa

Ali: Eventually the Arab states will rise against Israel.
They don't like Palestinians, but they hate the Jews more.
It won't be like 1967.
The rest of the world will see by then what the Israelis do to us.
They won't help when Egypt and Syria attack. Even Jordan.
Israel will cease to exist.
Avner: This is a dream.
You can't take back a country you never had.
Ali: You sound like a Jew.
Avner: Fuck you. I'm the voice inside your head telling you what you already know.
You people have nothing to bargain with.
You'll never get the land back.
You'll all die old men in refugee camps waiting for Palestine.
Ali: We have a lot of children. They'll have children. So we can wait forever.
And if we need to, we can make the whole planet unsafe for Jews.
Avner: You kill Jews and the world feels bad for them and thinks you are animals.
Ali: Yes.
But then the world will see how they've made us into animals.
They'll start to ask questions about the conditions in our cages.
 Avner: You are Arabs. There are lots of places for Arabs.
Ali: You're a Jew sympathizer.
All you Germans, you're too soft of Israel.
Well, you give us money, but you feel guilty about Hitler.
And the Jews exploit that guilt.
My father didn't gas any Jews.
Avner: Tell me something, Ali, do you really miss your father's olive trees?
Do you honestly think you have to get back all that... that nothing?
That chalky soil and stone huts, is that what you really want for your children?
Ali: It absolutely is.
It will take a hundred years, but we'll win.
How long did it take the Jews to get their own country?
How long did it take the Germans to make Germany?
Avner: And look how well that worked out.
Ali: You don't know what it is not to have a home.
That's why you European Reds don't get it.
You say, "It's nothing.", but you have a home to come back to.
ETA, ANC, IRA, we all pretend we care about your international revolution, but we don't care.
We want to be nations.
Home is everything.

Louis: Salameh is in London.
He goes there periodically to meet with his CIA contact.
Avner: His what?
Louis: Salameh works for the CIA.
Avner: Bullshit!
Louis: Salameh guarantees that Black September won't touch American diplomats.
In exchange, the CIA gives him lots of money.
And they don't ask what he uses it for.
Avner: Did he tell them about Munich in advance?
Did the CIA know about Munich?
Louis: The CIA didn't even know Black September existed before Munich.
Since then, he's been busy, hasn't he?
All manner of costly exercises.
Shooting tourists in the Athens airport, blowing up pharmacies in Amsterdam,
and that Mossad agent in Barcelona before that.
Europe hasn't been this interesting since Napoleon marched to Moscow.
Salameh is in London.
For the usual price.

Steve: I think we have a double agent in our midst.
Carl: Don't you dare accuse me of that!
My son died in '67, you foul-mouthed son of a bitch!
Everything you can ask, I've done for Israel.
Hans: Ask for a reassignment if this is so distasteful.
Carl: Why, it's not distasteful to you?
Steve: No. Cause the only blood that matters to me is Jewish blood.
Nice job, eh, nice job leading.

Avner: Stop chasing the mice inside your skull.
Carl: I never thought you'd last.
Avner: I thought the same about you.
From the beginning you seemed so reluctant.
Carl: I was born reluctant, ask my mother.
If I can't kvetch, I can't do my job.
You ever feel reluctant?
Avner: I'm not comfortable with confusion.
Carl: I knew guys like you in the army.
You'll do any terrifying thing you're asked to do, but you have to do it running.
You think you can outrun your fears, your doubts.
The only thing that really scares you guys is stillness.
But everyone's overtaken, eventually.

Papa: We inhabit a world of intersecting secrecies.
We live and die at the places where those secrecies meet.
That's what we accept.
We buy information for you from your enemies. This alerts them.
You're not the only people looking for names.
Avner: You're telling me I'm being hunted now?
Louis: He's telling you it's time for you to quit.
Papa: The race is not to the swift, nor the battle to the strong,
but time and chance happens to them all.
Evil falls suddenly.
Who can say when it falls?

Robert: So you're really gonna kill her?
All this blood comes back to us.
Avner: Eventually it will work. Even if it takes years, we'll beat them.
Robert: We're Jews, Avner.
Jews don't do wrong because our enemies do wrong.
Avner: We can't afford to be that decent anymore.
Robert: I don't know that we ever were that decent.
Suffering thousands of years of hatred doesn't make you decent.
But we're supposed to be righteous.
That's a beautiful thing. That's Jewish.
That's what I knew, that's what I was taught.
And now I'm losing it, and I lose that, that's everything. That's my soul.
Avner: You need to go rest somewhere. You don't have to do this one.
When I need you again, I'll find you.

And to dispatch our 6 dispatched targets
we must have spent something close to $2 million, right?
Mrs. Meir says to the Knesset, 
the world must see that killing Jews will be from now on an expensive proposition.
But killing Palestinians isn't exactly cheap.
~Hans

It's dangerous going after Salameh.
But he planned the Munich massacre.
Eliminate him, and they'll let you go home, don't you think?
~Louis

Mother: Everyone in Europe died. Most of my family. A huge family.
I never talked to you about it.
Avner: I knew.
Mother: You knew? So what was there to say?
I didn't die because I came here.
When I arrived, I walked up to the top of a hill in Jerusalem and prayed for a child.
I never prayed before, but I was praying then.
And I could feel every one of them praying with me.
You are what we prayed for.
What you did, you did for us.
You did for your daughter, but also for us.
Every one of the ones who died, died wanting this.
We had to take it, because no one will ever give it to us.
A place to be a Jew among Jews, subject to no one.
I thank God for hearing my prayer.
Avner: Do you want to know, Mama?
Do you want me to tell you what I did?
Mother: No.
Whatever it took, whatever it takes, a place on earth. We have a place on earth. At last.

If you're Mossad, you know who I am.
If you don't, tell Ephraim, Avner came to see him.
I won't hesitate to kill other people's children if you hurt my child, understand?
Or wives if you hurt my wife, or fathers if you hurt my father, I don't care.
I'll go to the newspapers,
I'll give every name of everybody who was in the meetings.
I'll tell them everything if you don't leave my family alone, okay?!
~Avner

Avner: Did we accomplish anything at all?
Every man we killed has been replaced by worse.
Ephraim: Why cut my fingernails? They'll grow back.
Avner: Did we kill to replace the terrorist leadership or the Palestinian leadership?
You tell me what we've done.
Ephraim: You killed them for the sake of a country you now choose to abandon.
The country your mother and father built, that you were born into.
You killed them for Munich, for the future, for peace.
Avner: There's no peace at the end of this, no matter what you believe.



*****

PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN: THE CURSE OF THE BLACK PEARL [2003]

Prepare To Be Blown Out Of The Water

Governor Swann: Commodore Norrington is going to be very pleased with this.
Do pass my compliments on to your master.
Will: I shall. 
A craftsman is always pleased to hear his work is appreciated.

 Norrington: Well, well, Jack Sparrow, isn't it?
 Jack: Captain Jack Sparrow, if you please, sir.
Norrington: I don't see your ship, Captain.
Jack: I'm in the market, as it were. 
Mullroy, to Murtogg: Told you he was telling the truth.
[to Norrington] These are his, Sir.
Norrington, pick up the gun: No additional shot nor powder.
[pick up the compass] A compass that doesn't point North.
[to the sword] And I half expected it to be made of wood.
You are without doubt the worst pirate I've ever heard of.
Jack: But you have heard of me.

Elizabeth: Pirate or not, this man saved my life.
Norrington: One good deed is not enough to redeem a man a lifetime of wickedness.
Jack: Though it seems enough to condemn him.
Norrington: Indeed.

Elizabeth: You're despicable.
Jack: Sticks and stones, love.
I saved your life, you save mine, we're square.
 Gentlemen, milady, you will always remember this as the day you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow.

Jack, in fight, about the swords: Who makes all these?
Will: I do. And I practiced with them 3 hours a day.
Jack: You need to find yourself a girl, mate.
[they fight]
Jack: Or perhaps the reason you practice 3 hours a day is that you found one 
and are otherwise incapable of woofing said trumpet.
You're not a eunuch, are you?
Will: I practice 3 hours a day so when I met a pirate, I can kill it!

I trust you will remember this is the day that Captain Jack Sparrow almost escaped.
~Commodore Norrington

Jack: It's the Pearl.
Pirate #1: The Black Pearl?
I've heard stories. She's been preying on ships and settlements for near 10 years.
Never leaves any survivors.
Jack: No survivors? Then where do the stories come from, I wonder?

[as Pintel and Ragetti rush to the cupboard]
Elizabeth: 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.
Pintel: I know the code.
Elizabeth: If an adversary demands parley, you can do them no harm until the parley is complete.
 Ragetti: To the blazes of the code.
Pintel: She wants to be taken to the captain. And she'll go without a fuss.
We must honor the code.

Elizabeth: You have to take me to shore. According to the code...
Barbossa: First, your return to shore was not part of our negotiation nor our agreement.
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: That's not good enough!
Norrington: 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.

Will: You, Sparrow, you are familiar with that ship, The Black Pearl.
Jack: I've heard of it.
Will: Where does it make berth?
Jack: Where does it make berth? Have you not heard the stories?
Captain Barbossa and his crew of miscreants sail from the dreaded Isla De Muerta.
It's an island that cannot be found, except by those who already know where it is.
Will: The ship's real enough. It's 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, is that it?
Will: Never.

Gillette: This ship cannot be crewed by 2 men. You'll never make it out of the bay.
Jack: Son, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. Savvy?

Officer: Run out the guns!
[to Norrington] We are to fire on our own ship, Sir?
Norrington: I'd rather see her at the bottom of the ocean than in the hands of a pirate.

Will: You knew my father.
Jack: I knew him. Probably one of the few who knew his as William Turner.
Everyone else called him Bootstrap or Bootstrap Bill.
Will: Bootstrap?
Jack: Good man, good pirate. I swear you look just like him.
Will: It's not true. He was a merchant sailor. A good respectable man who obeyed the law.
Jack: He was a bloody pirate. A scallywag.

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.
Pirate is in your blood, so you'll have to square with that someday.
Now me for example. I can let you drown, but I can't bring this ship into Tortuga all by me onesy, savvy?
So, can you sail under the command of a pirate? Or can you not?
~Captain Jack Sparrow

Gibbs: What makes you think Barbossa will give up his ship to you?
Jack: Let's just say it's a matter of leverage.
[point to Will with his head]
Gibbs: The kid?
Jack: That is the child of Bootstrap Bill Turner. His only child, savvy?
Gibbs: Is he, now?
"Leverage", says you.
"I think I feel a change in the wind," says I.

Barbossa: You don't know what this is, do you?
Elizabeth: It's a pirate medallion.
Barbossa: This is Aztec gold. 
One of 882 identical pieces they delivered in a stone chest to Cortes himself.
Blood money paid to stem the slaughter, he wreaked upon them with his armies.
But the greed of Cortes was insatiable.
So the heathen gods placed upon the gold a terrible curse.
Any mortal that removes but a single piece from that stone chest shall be punished for eternity.
Elizabeth: I hardly believe in ghost stories anymore, Captain Barbossa.
Barbossa: Aye. That's exactly what I thought when we were first told the tale.
Buried on an island of dead what cannot be found, except for those who know where it is.
Find it, we did. There be the chest. Inside be the gold. And we took them all.
We spent them and traded them and 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, but 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 ye, we have the final piece.
Elizabeth: And the blood to be repaid?
Barbossa: That's why there's no sense to be killin' you... yet.

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 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!
~Captain Barbossa

Will: How can we sail to an island that nobody can find, with a compass that doesn't work?
Gibbs: Aye, the compass doesn't point north, but we're not trying to find north, are we?


Will: What code is Gibbs to keep to if the worst should happen?
Jack: Pirate's Code. Any man who falls behind, is left behind.
Will: No heroes amongst thieves, eh.


Jack: 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.
Will: That's not true. I am not obsessed with treasure.
Jack: Not all treasure is silver and gold, mate.


[Jack been surrounded by the pirates]
Jack: Palulay.
Palu-li-la-la-lulu.
Parlili. Parsnip, parsley, partner, partner...
Ragetti: Parley?
Jack: That's the one! Parley!
Pintel: Parley? Damn to the depths whatever man that thought up 'parley'!
Jack: That would be the French.


Barbossa: How the blazes did you get off that island?
Jack: When you marooned me on that godforsaken spit of land, you forgot one very important thing, mate.
I'm Captain Jack Sparrow.

[see Elizabeth burns the rum's crates]
Jack: No! Not good! Stop! Not good!
What are you doing? You burned all the food, the shade! The rum!
Elizabeth: Yes, the rum is gone.
Jack: Why is the rum gone?
Elizabeth: One, because it is a vile drink that turns even the most respectable men into scoundrels.
Two, that signal is over a thousand feet high. The entire Royal Navy is out looking for me.
Do you think there is even the slightest chance they won't see it?
Jack: But why is the rum gone?

Elizabeth: But we've got to save Will.
Governor Swann: No. You're safe now. We will return to Port Royal, not go gallivanting after pirates!
Elizabeth: Then we condemn him to death.
Governor Swann: The boy's fate is regrettable, but so was his decision to engage in piracy.
Elizabeth: To rescue me. To prevent anything from happening to me.

Will: You knew William Turner?
Pintel: Ol' Bootstrap Bill. We knew him.
Never sat well with Bootstrap, what we did to Jack Sparrow. The mutiny and all.
He said it wasn't right with the code.
That's why he sent off a piece of the treasure to you.
He said we deserved to be cursed. And remain cursed.
Ragetti: Stupid blighter.
Gibbs: Good man.
Pintel: Well, as you can imagine, that didn't sit too well with the captain.
Ragetti: That didn't sit to well with the captain at all.
Pintel: So, what the captain did, he strapped a cannon to Bootsrap's bootsraps.
And last we saw of Ol' Bill Turner, he was sinking to the crushing, black oblivion of Davy Jones' locker.
'Course it was only after that we learned we needed his blood to lift the curse.
Ragetti: That's what you call ironic.

Barbossa: I must admit, Jack, I thought I had you figured. 
But it turns out you're a hard man to predict.
Jack: Me? I'm dishonest.
And a dishonest man you can always trust to be dishonest.
Honestly, it's the honest ones you want to watch for, 
because you can never predict when they're going to do something incredibly stupid.

Barbossa: So what now, Jack Sparrow?
Are we to be 2 immortals locked in an epic battle until judgement day and trumpets sound?
Jack: Or you could surrender.

Jacoby, rush to Will: I'm gonna teach you the meaning of pain.
Elizabeth appears suddenly: You like pain? [hit Jacoby in the head] Try wearing a corset.

[Jack shot the gun to Barbossa]
Barbossa, to Jack: 10 years you carry that pistol, and now you waste your shot.
Will: He didn't waste it.
[Will drop the Cortes' coins with his blood all over them]

Norrington: I thought we might endure some ill-conceived escape attempt.
But not from you.
Governor Swann: On our return to Port Royal, I granted you clemency.
And this is how you thank me? By throwing in your lot with him? He's a pirate.
Will: And a good man.
If  all I have achieved is the hangman will earn 2 pairs of boots instead of one, so be it.
My conscience will be clear.
Norrington: You forget your place, Turner.
Will: It's right here between you and Jack.
Elizabeth: As is mine.
Norrington: So this is where your heart truly lies, then?
Elizabeth: It is.

Perhaps on the rare occasion pursuing the right course demands an act of piracy,
piracy itself can be the right course?
~Governor Swann

Jack: Thought you were supposed to keep to the code.
Gibbs: We figured they were more actual guidelines.


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