Pirates of the Caribbean 3 – At World’s End
R: I’m sure there’s a good reason for our suffering.
P: Why don’t that obay woman bring back Jack the same way she brought back Barbossa.
TD: Because Barbossa was only dead. Jack Sparrow is taken ‘ body and soul ‘ to a place not of death, but punishment. The worst fate a person can bring by themself. Stretching on forever. That’s what awaits at Davy Jones’ Locker.
R: Well, I knew there was a good reason.
W: Nothing here is set. These can’t be as accurate as wooden charts.
P: No, but it leads to more places.
W: Over the edge over again. Sunrise sets flash of green. Do you care to interpret, Captain Barbossa?
B: Ever gazed upon the green flash, Master Gibbs?
G: I reckon I’ve seen my fair share. Happens on rare occasion ‘ the last glimpse of sunset, a green flash shoots up into the sky. Some go their whole lives without ever seeing it, some claim to have seen it who ain’t, and some say ?
P: It signals when a soul comes back to this world from the dead! Sorry.
B: Trust me, young Master Turner. It’s not gettin’ to the land of the dead that’s the problem; it’s gettin’ back.
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CB: Bloody hell, there’s nothing left.
M: Jones is a loose canon, sir.
CB: Fetch the chest.
M: And the Governor’ He’s been asking questions about the heart.
CB: Does he know’ Then perhaps his usefulness has run its course.
DAVY JONES playing organ and hears EITC arrive
N: Steady, men.
DJ: Go. All of you. And take that infernal thing with you. I will not have it on my ship!
CB: Oh, I’m sorry to hear that. Because I will. Because it seems to be the only way to ensure that this ship do as directed by the Company. We need prisoners to interrogate, which tends to work best when they’re alive.
DJ: The Dutchman sails as its Captain commands.
CB: And its Captain is to sail it as commanded! I would’ve thought you’d learned that when I ordered you to kill your pet. This is no longer your world, Jones. The immaterial has become immaterial.
LT.: Charge your bayonets!
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W: How long do we continue not talking?
E: Once we rescue Jack, everything will be fine.
W: Then we rescue Jack.
TD: For what we want most, there is a cost must be paid in the end.
W: Barbossa! Ahead!
B: Aye! We’re good and lost now.
E: Lost?
B: For certain, you have to be lost to find a place as can’t be found. Elseways, everyone would know where it was.
G: We’re gainin’ speed!
B: Aye.
W: To stations! All hands to stations! Rudder full! Hard to port! Gather way!
B: Nay! Belay that! Let her run straight and true!
R: Blimey.
E: You’ve doomed us all!
B: Don’t be so unkind. You may not survive past this way again and these be the last friendly words you’ll hear.
W: Tie her off!
TD *incantation*
W: Hold on!
-intermission of theme park sounds- DEAD MEN TELL NO TALES
JS: My peanut. All hands! Slacken braces!
J: Aye, Captain! Slacken braces!
J: Step lively! With a will!
J: Help.
J: Man the yards, you filthy toads!
J: *chicken*
J: Ho! Ho! Ho!
J: *incoherent*
JS: Mr. Sparrow.
J: Aye, captain.
JS: What say you about the condition of this tack line?
J: It be proper to my eye, sir.
JS: Proper’ It is neither proper, nor suitable, sir. It is not acceptable nor adequate. It is an obvious fact and abomination.
J: Beggin’ your pardon sir, but perhaps if you gave a man another chance.
JS: Shall I’ That is what our thinking got us into this mess. We have lost speed, and therefore time, precious time. Which cannot be recovered once lost, do you understand’!
J: Aye aye, captain!
J: Aye aye, captain.
JS: Do you, now’ It will all have to be redone. All of it! And let this serve as a lesson to the lot of you.
J: Doldrums sir, has the entire crew on edge.
JS: I have no sympathy for any of you feculent maggots and no more patience to pretend otherwise. Gentlemen! I wash my hands of this weirdness. No wind. Of course there’s no bloody wind! My soul, I do swear for a breeze. A gust. A whisper. A tiny, miniscule lick. But why’ Why would he do that’ Because he’s a lummox, isn’t he’ Well, we shall have a magnificent garden party and you’re not invited. Shoo. Rock. Now we’re being followed by rocks. Never had that before. Oh! A rope.
CRAB MORSE CODE Pearl begins its trek
G: This truly is a god forsaken place.
E: I don’t see Jack. I don’t see anyone.
B: He’s here. Davy Jones never once gave up that what he took.
W: And does it matter’ We’re trapped here by your doing. No different than Jack.
TD: Witty Jack is closer than you think.
TH: Impossible.
R: Boat.
G: Slap me thrice and hand me to my momma. It’s Jack! It’s the Captain! Jack!
JS: Mr. Gibbs!
G: Aye, captain!
JS: I thought so. I expect you’re able to account for your actions then?
G: Sir?
JS: There has been a perpetual and virulent lack of discipline aboard my vessel. Why’ Why is that, sir’!
G: Sir, you’re- you’re in Davy Jones’ locker, cap’n.
JS: I know that. I know where I am. And don’t think I don’t.
B: Jack Sparrow!
JS: Ah, Hector! It’s been too long, hasn’t it?
B: Aye, Isla de Muerta, remember’ You shot me.
JS: No I didn’t. Tia Dalma! Out and about, eh’ You add an agreeable sense of the macabre to any delirium.
W: He thinks we’re a hallucination.
JS: William, tell me something. Have you come because you need my help to save a certain distressing damsel’ Or rather damsel in distress’ Either one.
W: No.
JS: Well, then you wouldn’t be here, would you’ So you can’t be here. QED ‘ you’re not really here!
E: Jack, this is real. We’re here.
JS: The locker, you say?
