Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl

Quiet, missy.

Cursed pirates sail these waters.

You don't want to bring them.

Mr. Gibbs, that will do.

She was singing about pirates.

It's 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 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 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!

Man the ropes. Fetch a hook.

Haul him aboard.

He's still breathing.

Mary, Mother of God.

What happened here?

It's 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's probably an accident.

Rouse the captain immediately.

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 okay.

My name's Elizabeth Swann.

Will Turner.

I'm watching over you, Will.

You're a pirate.

Has he said anything?

His name's William Turner. That's all I found out.

Take him below.

Elizabeth?

Are you all right?

Are you decent?

Yes.

Yes.

Still abed at this hour?

Oh, 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...

I hoped you might wear it for the ceremony today.

The ceremony?

Captain Norrington's promotion ceremony.

I knew it.

Commodore Norrington, as he's about to become.

A fine gentleman, don't you think?

He fancies you, you know.

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 learnt not to breathe.

Milord, you have a visitor.

Milord, you have a visitor.

Mr. Turner.

Good to see you again.

Good day, sir.

I have your order.

Well.

The blade is folded steel.

That's gold filigree laid into the handle.

If I may.

Perfectly balanced.

Perfectly balanced.

The tang is nearly the full width of the blade.

Impressive. Very impressive.

Now, 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.

Elizabeth, you look absolutely stunning.

Will.

It's so good to see you.

I had a dream about you last night.

About me?

Yes, is that entirely proper for you --

About the day we met. Do you remember?

How could I forget, Miss Swann?

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.

We really must be going. There you are.

Good day, Mr. Turner.

Come along.

Good day.

Elizabeth.

What -- hey.

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 do you say to three shillings,

and we forget the name?

Welcome to Port Royal, Mr. Smith.

Two paces march!

Right about-face!

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.

If I see one, I shall inform you immediately.

There's some sort of high-toned and fancy to-do up at the fort.

How could it be two upstanding gentlemen such as yourselves

did not merit an invitation?

Someone has to make sure this dock stays off limits.

It's a fine goal, to be sure.

But it seems to me that a ship like that

makes this one here a bit superfluous, really.

The Dauntless is the power in these waters, true.

But there's no ship as can match the Interceptor for speed.

I've heard of one.

It's supposed to be very fast. Nigh uncatchable.

The Black Pearl.

Well, there's no real ship as can match the Interceptor.

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.

No ship that's not crewed by the damned

and captained by a man so evil that Hell spat him out

could possibly have black sails, therefore couldn't be

any other ship than the Black Pearl.

Is that what you're saying?

No.

Like I said, there's no real ship

as can match the Interceptor.

Hey!

You!

Get away from there!

You don't have permission to be there.

I'm sorry. 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 weaselly black guts out.

And otherwise pilfer my weaselly 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 you wouldn't believe the truth even if he told you.

[ Slow orchestral music playing ]

[ Slow orchestral music playing ]

May I have a moment?

You look lovely, Elizabeth.

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!

My God.

The rocks!

Sir, it's a miracle she missed them.

-Will you be saving her? -I can't swim.

Pride of the King's Navy, you are.

Do not lose these.

What was that?