Pirates of the Caribbean 3 – At World’s End
B: Apologies, your majesty. Too long my fate hasn’t been in me own hands. No longer.
CB: The enemy has opted for oblivion. Ready the fleet.
LG: To your stations!
G: Be there some manner of right or incantation?
B: Aye. The items brought together, done. Items to be burned, and someone must speak the words, ‘Calypso! I release you from your human bonds.?
P: Is that it?
B: To said, it must be spoken as if to a lover.
CREW: Ohh.
B: Calypso! I release you from your human bonds!
P: Is that it?
R: No, he didn’t say it right. You have to say it right. Calypso’ I release you from your human bonds.
W: Tia Dalma! Calypso. When the Brethren Court first imprisoned you, who was it that told them how’ Who was it that betrayed you?
TD: Name him!
W: Davy Jones.
P: This is it! This is it!
B: Calypso! I come before you as a servant, humble and contrite. I have fulfilled me oath and now ask your favor. Spare meself, me ship, me crew, but release your fury upon those who dare pretend themselves your masters, or mine.
TD *shouting*
W: Is that it?
P: Why, she’s no help at all. What now?
B: Nothin’. The final hope has failed us.
E: It’s not over.
W: There’s still a fight to be had.
G: We have an armada against us. And with the Dutchman at the lead, there’s no chance.
E: Only a fool’s chance.
B: Revenge won’t bring your father back, Miss Swann, and it’s not somethin’ I’m intendin’ to die for.
E: No. 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 canons. 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 colours.
W: Hoist the colours.
R: Hoist the colours.
P: Hoist the colours!
G: Aye. The wind’s on our side, boys! That’s all we need!
E: Hoist the colours!
P: *command in Chinese*
LG: We have a favorable wind, sir.
CB: So we do. Signal Jones to give no quarter. That should brighten his day.
M: ‘.We give no quarter!
DJ: Calypso.
P: Have you noticed, on top of everything it’s raining!
R: I know; that’s a bad sign!
G: ‘..keep that powder dry! Maelstrom!
E: Captain Barbossa! We need you at the helm.
B: Aye, that be true! Brace up yards, ya ____ diffies!.Dyin’ is the day worth livin’ for!
M: Bring her round! (‘)
D: _____.
M: Are you mad’!
D: Ha! Ya ‘fraid to get wet?
W: She’s on our stern and gaining!
B: More speed! Haul your wind and hold your water!
D: Fire canons!
W: Take us out! Or they’ll overbear us!
B: Nay! Further in! We’ll cut across some fast waters!
E: Prepare to broadside!
G: Captain the guns!
W: At the ready!
J: Think like the whelp. Think like the whelp. Think like the whelp.
J: ‘barrel hinges.
J: Think like the whelp.
J:’.barrel hinges.
J: Half barrel hinges.
JS: Leverage. Wish us luck, boys. We’ll need it.
J: I miss him already.
J: He is quite charming, isn’t he?
J: Nobody move! Dropped me brain.
G: _____ Captain your guns! ‘.Syke the mast!
M: ______
G: Hold it! Wait till we’re ____
B: Fire!
E: Fire!
G: Fire! Fire all!
D: Fire!
W: Fire!
B: It be too late to alter course now, matey. Hahahahaa
Mur Hold it! Or we’ll shoot!
JS: Good one! I just come to get me effects. Admirable though it may be, why are you here when you could be elsewhere?
Mull Someone has to stay and guard the chest.
Mur There is no question. There has been a breakdown in military discipline aboard this vessel.
Mull I blame the fish people.
Mur Oh, so fish people. By dent of being fish people automatically aren’t as disciplined as non-fish people.
Mull Seems contributory, is all I’m suggesting.
Mur That is true. If there were no fish people ?
Mull There’d be no need to guard the chest.
Mur If there were no chest ?
Mull We wouldn’t need to be here to guard it.
M: Prepare to board!
D: Cover!
-DAVY KILLS MERCER-
D: Look-ey here, boys! A lost bird! A lost bird that never learned to fly!
JS: To my great regret. But! Never to late to learn, ay?
D: The chest ‘ hand it over!
JS: I can set ya free, mate.
D: My freedom was forfeit long ago.
