Pirates of the Caribbean – Dead Man’s Chest
Sailor #1: It’s not like that, sir. This ship is haunted.
Captain Is it now? [addressing the other one] You?
Sailor #2: There is a female presence amongst us here, sir. All the men, they can feel it. [the Crew agrees]
Sailor #3: Belongs to a lady widowed before her marriage, I figure it. Searching for her husband lost the sea.
Sailor #4: Virgin, too, likely as not. [Elizabeth is shown, lacquering the ship’s railing] And that bodes ill by all accounts.
Sailor #1: I say that we throw the dress overboard and we hope the spirit follows it.
Sailor #2: No! That Will just anger this spirit, sir. What we need to do is to find out what the spirit needs and then just get it back to her – [they start bickering over the dress again]
Captain Enough! Enough! You’re a pair of superstitious goats and it’s got the best of ye. [snatches the dress from them] Now this appears to be as no more that we have a stowaway on board. A young woman, by the look of it. I want you to search the ship and find her. Oh, and, eh, she’s probably naked. [everyone perks up and starts looking for her; Elizabeth joins the search]
[the Black Pearl is anchored and two boats go upriver into an overgrown, gloomy swamp]
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 creature with giant tentacles that suction your face clean off and drag an entire ship down to the crushing darkness. The Kraken. They say the stench of its breath is… ooh. [shudders] 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. [Ragetti and Pintel cower] If you believe such things.
Will And the key Will spare him that?
Gibbs Now that’s the very question Jack wants answered. Bad enough even to go visit… her.
Will [raises an eyebrow] Her?
Gibbs Aye.
[they finally sail up to a hut, strange people following their progress with their eyes]
Jack [steps onto the landing] No worries, mates. Tia Dalma and I go way back. Thick as thieves. Nigh inseparable we are. Were. Have been. Before.
Gibbs I’ll watch your back.
Jack It’s me front I’m worried about.
Gibbs [to Will] Mind the boat.
Will [to Ragetti] Mind the boat.
Ragetti [to Pintel] Mind the boat.
Pintel [to Marty] Mind the boat.
Marty [to Cotton and his parrot] Mind the boat.
Parrot [to Cotton] Mind the boat. [and flies off]
[Jack cautiously creeps into Tia Dalma’s house]
Tia Dalma Jack Sparrow.
Jack Tia Dalma. [almost knocks his head against a hanging jar full of eyeballs]
Tia Dalma I always knowed the wind was going to blow you back to me one day. [she approaches Jack, then spots Will and points to him] You. You have a touch a’ destiny about you. William. Turner.
Will You know me?
Tia Dalma You want to know me. [leans closer]
Jack There’ll be no knowing here. [intervenes between them] We’ve come for help and we’re not leaving without it. [leads Tia Dalma away from Will] I thought I knew you.
Tia Dalma Not so well as I’d hoped. [she heads to the back] Come.
Jack Come. [motions Will over]
Tia Dalma [caressing Will’s face] What service may I do ya? [forcefully, directed in Jack’s general direction] You know I demand payment.
Jack I brought payment. [whistles for the cage to be brought closer; unveils it to show the monkey inside] Look… [shoots it] an undead monkey. Top that!
[Tia Dalma lets the monkey out and it runs to a low table]
Gibbs No. [winces] You’ve no idea how long it took us to catch that.
Tia Dalma The payment is fair.
Will We’re looking for this. [lays out the drawing of a key] And what it goes to.
Tia Dalma [to Jack] The compass you bartered from me, it cannot lead you to this?
Jack Maybe. Why?
Tia Dalma Aah. Jack Sparrow does not know what he wants. Or do you know but are loath to claim it as your own. 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 valuable nature?
Ragetti Nothing bad, I hope.
Tia Dalma You know of Davy Jones, yes? [the Crew nods] A man of the sea. A great Sailor. Until he run afoul of that which vex all men. [Jack pockets something while no one’s looking]
Will What vexes all men?
Tia Dalma [she teasingly touches Will’s hand] What indeed.
Gibbs The sea?
Pintel Sums.
Ragetti The dichotomy of good and evil. [Gibbs and Pintel give him a look]
Jack A woman!
Tia Dalma A woman. He fell in love.
Gibbs No no no no, I heard it was the sea he fell in love with.
Tia Dalma Same story, different version and all are true. See it was a woman as changing, and harsh and untamable as the sea. He never stopped loving her. But the pain it caused 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 [puts hand upon her breast] Him heart.
Ragetti Literally or figuratively?
Pintel He couldn’t live, putting his heart in a chest. Could he?
Tia Dalma It was not worth feeling what small, fleeting joy life brings. And so, him carved out him heart, lock it down in a chest, and hide the chest from the world. The key he keep with him at all times.
Will [to Jack] You knew this.
Jack I did not. I didn’t know where the key was. But now we do. So, all that’s left is to climb aboard the Flying Dutchman, grab the key, you go back to Port Royal and save your bonnie lass, aye?
Tia Dalma [to Jack] Let me see your hand. [Jack wants to offer his unmarked right one, but knows better and gives her the one he has wrapped up; she undoes the makeshift bandages and everyone gets a look at the black spot on Jack’s palm]
Gibbs [gasps] The black spot! [dusts himself off and spins around, spitting on the ground once he’s made a circle] The black spot.
Pintel and Ragetti: [follow Gibbs in his ritual] Black spot.
Jack My eyesight’s as good as ever, just so you know.
Tia Dalma [rummages around in the back of her hut, talking to herself; Jack steals another trinket from her; she returns with a jar in her arms] Davy Jones cannot make port. Cannot step on land but once every ten years. Land is where you Will be safe, Jack Sparrow, and so you Will carry land with you. [offers him the jar]
Jack [takes it; a pause] Dirt. This is a jar of dirt.
Tia Dalma Yes.
Jack Is the… jar of dirt going to help?
Tia Dalma If you don’t want it, give it back.
Jack No. [clutches it close to his chest]
Tia Dalma Then it helps.
Will It seems… we have a need to find the Flying Dutchman.
Tia Dalma A touch… [picks up random items she uses to scry and drops them on a table with something resembling a map drawn on it] of destiny.
Scene 8: (The Flying Dutchman and 99 souls)
[at sea – a storm is in progress and we see a ship broken on the reefs]
Will That’s the Flying Dutchman? [Gibbs nods] She doesn’t look like much.
Jack Neither do you… do not underestimate it. [elbows Gibbs]
Gibbs Must’ve run afoul of the reef.
Jack What’s your plan?
Will I row over, search the ship until I find your bloody key.
Jack And if there are Crewmen?
Will I cut down anyone in my path. [walks off]
Jack I like it. Simple, easy to remember.
Ragetti [Will climbs down to a tossing row boat] Your chariot awaits you. Ahahaha!
Jack Oi! If you do have to get captured, just say Jack Sparrow sent you to settle his debt. Might save your life.
Ragetti Move on out, ahahaha! [Will rows toward the landed ship]
Jack [to the Crew] Douse the lamps.
[Will makes it to the ship and looks around, there is nothing but dead bodies until he spots a man frantically trying to raise sail and muttering to himself about Davy Jones]
Will Sailor. Sailor! There’s no use, you’ve run aground.
Sailor No, many of us, without a prayer. (??)
Will [a body drops from the mast, the man crawls and lies still] Hey! Hey! [turns him over and starts, the man’s face in unrecognizable; that’s when the Flying Dutchman rears up out of the water, Sailors materializing out of the ship’s sides; they round up those left alive on the ship]
Undead Sailor Go on your whereabouts and pray.
[when they wish to take Will, he fights them; his sword is dipped in oil and when he breaks his lantern with it, it lights up; the Undead pirates back away]
Will Get back! Back! [when one is sliced open, fish comes splashing out of the wound; Will is distracted and ends up getting knocked on the head and fainting; there are 5 survivors, Will included, lined up in a row, waiting for Davy Jones; we hear his thudding step]
Hammer-head shark Pirate: Five men still alive, the rest have moved on.
Davy Jones [crouches in front of the Sailor whimpering with fright and lights his pipe] Do you fear death? Do you fear that dark abyss? [the Sailor nods] All your deeds laid bare. All your sins punished. I can offer you an escape.
Sailor at the front of the row: Don’t listen to him! [he’s holding a crucifix in his hands, which are shaking badly]
Davy Jones [steps up to him and grabs his throat with his clawed hand] Do you not fear death?
Sailor at the front of the row: I’ll take my chances, sir.
Davy Jones To the depths. [a pirate steps behind him, slices that Sailors throat open and the body is thrown overboard]
Scared Sailor Cold blood!
Davy Jones Life is cruel. Why should the afterlife be any different? I offer you a choice. Join my Crew and postpone the judgment. One hundred years before the mast. [to one particular Sailor] Will ye serve?
Scared Sailor I-I-I Will serve.
Davy Jones That-a. [walks up to Will] You are neither dead nor dying. What is your purpose here?
Will [cringes before replying, decides to say it] Jack Sparrow sent me to settle his debt.
Davy Jones What is your purpose here?
Will Jack Sparrow… sent me to settle his debt.
Davy Jones Ha. Did he now? I’m sorely tempted to accept that offer.
[Jack spots Jones while looking through his telescope, when he lowers it, Jones is on the Pearl; the Crew gasps in fright and back as far away as they can; the dead pirates seizing them]
Jack Oh.
Davy Jones You have a debt to pay. [walks towards Jack and Jack backs away] You’ve been Captain of the Black Pearl for thirteen years. That was our agreement.
Jack Technically, I was only Captain for two years, then I was viciously mutinied upon.
Davy Jones Then you were a poor Captain, but a Captain nonetheless. Have you not introduced yourself all these years as ‘Captain Jack Sparrow’? [Jones’s Crew all laugh]
Jack Yeah, I gave you payment. One soul to serve on your ship is already over there. [motions toward the Dutchman]
Davy Jones One soul is not equal to another.
Jack Aha! So we’ve establish my proposal is sound in principle, now we’re just haggling over price.
Davy Jones Price?
Jack Just how many souls, do you think, my soul is worth?
Davy Jones One hundred souls. Three days.
Jack You’re a darling, mate. Send me back the boy, I’ll get started right off. [walks away but is stopped by the Hammer-head shark Pirate]
Davy Jones I keep the boy, a good, faith payment. That leaves you only ninety-nine to go. Haha, haha.
Jack Have you not met Will Turner? He’s noble, heroic, a terrific soprano. Worth at least four, maybe three and a half. And did I happen to mention… he’s in love. With a girl. Due to be married. Betrothed. Dividing him from her and her from him would only be half as cruel as actually allowing them to be joined in holy matrimony. Aye?
Davy Jones [a pause] I keep the boy. Ninty-nine souls-ah. But I wonder, Sparrow… can you live with this? Can you condemn an innocent man – a friend – to a lifetime of servitude in your name while you roam free?
Jack [thinks a second] Yep. I’m good with it. Shall we seal it in blood, I mean, uh, ink? [Jones grabs Jack’s left hand with his tentacled one and “shakes on it”] Ah.
Davy Jones Three days-ah. [his Crew echoes ‘Three days.’ and they disappear]
Jack [looks at his slimy hand and sees the black spot disappear] Uh, Mr. Gibbs?
Gibbs Aye.
Jack I feel sullied and unusual.
Gibbs And how do we intend to harvest these ninety-nine souls in three days?
Jack Fortunately, he was mum as the condition in which these souls need be.
Gibbs Aah, Tortuga. [Jack wipes his slimy hand on Gibbs’ vest]
Jack Tortuga.
Scene 9: (Finding a Crew and Norrington in Tortuga)
[on the ship Elizabeth stowed away on] Captain: It’s an outrage. [throws down papers] Port Tariff’s buried (??) in fees, war handling and, heaven help us, pilotage. Are we all to work for these India Trading Company, then?
Sailor #2: I’m afraid, sir… Tortuga is the only free post left in these waters.
Captain A pirate port is what you mean. Well, I’m sorry, an honest Sailor is what I am and make my living fair and I sleep well each night, thank you. [Elizabeth’s wedding dress floats by outside the window]
Sailor #1: Sir! [points to the window; they press up against the window and gasp when the dress floats by once more and run outside; the dress hangs in mid-air]
Sailor [we see Elizabeth controlling the dress’ movements, making it point] She wants you to do something.
Captain She’s trying to give a sign. [the dress whooshes out over the sea then back at them and tips a lantern onto the deck where it breaks and a fire starts] Over there! Onto the side! [they rush to the other side of the ship]
Elizabeth [sighs in exasperation, drops the dress and jumps down from her perch in the mast]
Sailor #2: Look, there! There it is! There’s the sign. [points out into the water]
Sailor #3: I seen it.
Sailor #2: So we can be saved. Looks like entrails.
Captain That’d be a bad sign.
Elizabeth [plops down on an upright barrel] What’s that over there? [the Crew moves towards her; the fire from the lantern spells out ‘Tortuga’]
[on Tortuga the population is as disorderly and loud as before]
Gibbs [is sitting at a table, trying to find ninety-nine souls Willing to sail on the Black Pearl] And what makes you think you’re worthy to Crew the Black Pearl?
Sailor hopeful #1: Truth be told, I never sailed a day in me life. I figure I should get out and see the world while I’m still young.
Gibbs You’ll do. Make your mark. [indicates the roster sheet] Next!
Sailor hopeful #2: My wife run off with my dog, and I’m drunk for a month, and I don’t give an ass rat’s if I live or die.
Gibbs Perfect! Next!
Jack [holds the compass and mutters to himself] I know what I want, I know what I want, I know what I want. [opens the compass and it still won’t show him his bearing]
Sailor hopeful #3: Me have one arm and a bum leg.
Gibbs It’s the crow’s nest for you.
Jack I know what I want. [opens the compass and still nothing]
Gibbs Next!
Sailor hopeful #4: Ever since I was little, I’ve always wanted to sail the seas. Forever.
Gibbs Sooner than you think. Sign the roster.
Sailor hopeful #4: Thanks very much.
Jack How are we going?
Gibbs Including those four? That gives us… four. [Jack shakes the compass vigorously; another hopeful comes up] And what’s your story?
Norrington My story? [Gibbs nods] It’s exactly the same as your story, just one chapter behind. I chased a man across the seven seas. [Jack closes his compass and looks around for a spot to hide in] The pursuit cost me my Crew, my commission, and my life. [grabs a rum bottle down off the table, takes a swig; Norrington looks scruffy, dirty, and very much unlike himself]
Gibbs Commodore?
Norrington No, not anymore, weren’t you listening? [Gibbs looks uncomfortable] I nearly had you all off Tripoli. I would’ve, if not for the hurricane. [Jack takes a leafy plant and hides behind it]
Gibbs Lord. You didn’t try to sail through it?
Norrington So do I make your Crew or not? You haven’t said where you’re going. Somewhere nice! [upturns the table and Gibbs falls off his stool, then starts strutting around the tavern] So am I worthy to serve under Captain Jack Sparrow? [Jack tries to inconspicuously walk away with the plant clutched in front, Norrington spots him anyway and points his pistol at him] Or should I just kill you now?
Jack You’re hired.
Norrington Sorry. Old habits and all that. [is ready to shoot when two pirates raise his pistol hand to the ceiling]
Pirate Easy Sailor! [the pistol fires and the bullet ricochets off the lights and breaks someone’s bottle; a brawl breaks out]
Jack Time to go.
Gibbs Aye. [they carefully make their way upstairs]
[Elizabeth spots Norrington and helps him fight off his attackers; Norrington keeps on drinking]
Jack [Jack keeps trying on different hats, but not one seems to suit him well enough; takes another] Thanks, mate. [touches the pirate’s shoulder and the man falls off his perch on the railing] Ooh. [puts the hat he took off him onto another being carried off to be thrown off the second floor, steps aside] Carry on. [the man is thrown over]
Norrington [surrounded by unfriendly swords, Elizabeth at his back] Come on, then! Who wants some? For my lordly line, I’ll have you one by one. Come on, who’s first?
Elizabeth [grabs the bottle in Norrington’s hand and smashes it over his head] I just wanted the pleasure of doing that myself. [the rest cheer; they heave him out into the pig pen and leave cheerfully; Mr. Mercer, Beckett’s man, is standing in the doorway watching; Elizabeth helps Norrington get himself out of the muck] James Norrington. [sighs] What has the world done to you?
Scene 10: (Will meets his father)
[on the Flying Dutchman Davy Jones is playing an organ with his tentacles]
Crew [hoist a cannon down] Heave! Heave! Heave!
Undead pirate: Secure the mast, man called Mr. Turner. Secure it! [both Will and Bootstrap rush off]
Will Step aside!
Bootstrap Hey, mind yourself! Let go, boy! [finally looks at Will and cannot look away] No. [they both let go of the rope, Will hanging on futilely, and the cannon smashes onto the deck]
Boatswain [pointing Will out] Haul that weasel to his feet. [Will is pulled to his feet, made to grad onto the ropes holding the sail] Five lashes are in my due. To stay honor.
Bootstrap [stops his arm] No.
Boatswain Impeding me in my duties? You’ll share the punishment.
Bootstrap I’ll take it all.
Davy Jones Will you now? And what would prompt such an act of charity?
Bootstrap [he hesitates] My son. He’s my son. [Will turns to look at his father]
Davy Jones [looks at the father than the son] Ahahaha ha! What fortuitous circumstance be this. Five lashes be owed, I believe it is. [reaches out his hand for the whip, which is handed over, then offers it to Bootstrap]
Bootstrap No. No, I won’t!
Davy Jones The cat’s out of the bag, Mr. Turner. Your issue Will feel its sting be it at the Bo’sun’s hand or your own.
Bootstrap [looks at his struggling son] No.
Davy Jones Bo’sun! [is ready to hand the whip to him]
Bootstrap No! [snatches the whip out of Jones’s hand; Will’s shirt is ripped across his back and Bootstrap delivers the five lashes]
[Will is dropped down the stairs into the hold, back covered in a crisscrossing of bloody lash marks]
Undead pirate: You’ve had it easy boy.
Bootstrap Will! [tries to help him]
Will I don’t need your help. [pushes his father’s arm away]
Bootstrap The Bo’sun prides himself on cleaving flesh from bone with every swing.
Will So I’m to understand what you did was an act of compassion.
Bootstrap Yes. [Will’s anger fades; they walk on deck] One hundred years before the mast. Loosing who you are, bit by bit. ‘Till you end up, end up like poor, Wyvern, here. [points to a pirate who’s become part of the hull] Once you’ve sworn an oath to the Dutchman, there’s no leaving it. Not until your debt is paid.
Will I’ve sworn no oath.
Bootstrap Then you must get away.
Will [takes out the drawing of a key from his pocket; softly] Not until I find this. [unfolds the cloth] The key.
Whidden [separates himself a little from the hull] The Dead Man’s Chest.
Will What do you know of it?
Wyvern Open the chest with the key and stab the heart. No, don’t stab the heart. The Dutchman needs a living heart or there’ll be no Captain. If there’s no Captain, there’s no one to have the key.
Will So the Captain has the key. [Wyvern plays mum] Where is the key?
Wyvern Hidden.
Will Where is the chest.
Wyvern Hidden. [attaches himself back to the hull]
Scene 11: (The Pearl gets a heading and Beckett negotiates)
[in Tortuga, Elizabeth follows Jack to the Pearl, still dressed as a boy]
Elizabeth Captain Sparrow?
Jack Come to join me Crew, lad? Welcome aboard.
Elizabeth I’m here to find the man I love.
Jack I’m deeply flattered, son, but my first and only love is the sea. [Jack looks alarmed and indicates to Gibbs to get the ‘lad’ away from them; Norrington throws up into the bay]
Elizabeth Meaning William Turner, Captain Sparrow.
Jack [finally turns all the way around] Elizabeth? [turns to Gibbs] Hide the rum. [Gibbs takes the bottle from his hand and walks onto the ship] You know these clothes do not flatter you at all. It should be a dress or nothing. I happen to have no dress in my cabin.
Elizabeth Jack. I know Will came to find you, where is he?
Jack Darling, I am truly unhappy to have to tell you this, but through an unfortunate and entirely unforeseeable series of circumstances that had nothing whatsoever to do with me, poor Will has been press-ganged into Davy Jones’s Crew.
Elizabeth Davy Jones?
Norrington [still throwing up] Oh, please. The Captain of the Flying Dutchman?
Jack You look bloody awful, what are you doing here?
Norrington You hired me. I can’t help it, if your standards are lax.
Jack You smell funny.
Elizabeth Jack!
Jack Hmm.
Elizabeth All I want is to find Will.
Jack Are you certain? Is that what you really want most?
Elizabeth Of course.
Jack [puts his hand onto her back and leads her to the side] Because I would think, you’d want to find a way to save Will most.
Elizabeth And you’d have a way of doing that?
Jack Well, there is a chest.
Norrington Oh, dear.
Jack A chest of unknown size and origin.
Pintel What contains the still beating heart of Davy Jones. [Ragetti imitates a still beating heart after it has been torn out]
Jack And whoever possesses that chest, possesses the leverage to command Jones to do whatever it is he or she wants. Including saving brave William from his grim fate.
Norrington You don’t actually believe him, do you?
Elizabeth [it appears that Elizabeth does] How do we find it?
Jack With this. [holds up his compass] My compass… is unique.
Norrington Unique, here, having the meaning of broken.
Jack True enough. [Norrington walks off to throw up some more] This compass does not point north.
Elizabeth Where does it point?
Jack It points to the thing you want most in this world.
Elizabeth Jack. [shakes her head] Are you telling the truth?
Jack Every word, love. And what you want most in this world… [places the compass in her hands] is to find the chest of Davy Jones, is it not?
Elizabeth To save Will.
Jack By finding the chest of Davy Jones. [opens the compass and briskly steps away; the needle spins before finally stopping resolutely; Jack peers up cautiously to get the coordinates] Mr. Gibbs!
Gibbs Cap’n?
Jack We have our heading.
Gibbs Finally! Cast off those lines, weigh anchor, and trough that canvas!
Jack [with a sweep of his arm invites Elizabeth on board] Ms. Swann. [Norrington, swaying, follows]
Ragetti Welcome to the Crew, former Commodore. [shoves a goat into his arms]
[in Port Royal, the map of the world is still being painted]
Beckett [unsheathes what used to be Norrington’s sword] There’s something to knowing the exact shape of the world and man’s place in it. Don’t you agree?
Swann [without his wig, looking bedraggled and in chains] I assure you… [holds out his chained hands] these are not necessary.
Beckett I had you brought here because I thought you’d be interested in the whereabouts of your daughter.
Swann You have news of her?
Mercer Most recently seen on the island of Tortuga. The left in the company of the known pirate, Jack Sparrow, and other fugitives from justice.
Swann Justice? Hardly.
Beckett Including the previous owner of this sword. [sheathes it] I believe. Our ships are in pursuit and justice Will be dispensed by cannonade and cutlass and all manner of remorseless pieces of metal. I personally find it distasteful to even contemplate the horror facing all those on board. [looks pointedly as Swann]
Swann What do you want from me?
Beckett Your authority as Governor, your influence in London, and your loyalty to the East India Trading Company.
Swann [scoffs softly] To you, you mean.
Beckett [walks up to Swann] Shall I remove these shackles?
Swann Do what you can for my daughter. [with a glance from Beckett, the chains are unlocked]
Beckett So you see, Mercer, every man has a price which he Will Willingly accept. Even for what he hoped never to sell.
Scene 12: (Waging years of service)
[on the Flying Dutchman- the Crew is swabbing the deck, and a few are playing a strange game involving dice]
Hammer-head shark Pirate: [placing bets on the dice game] I wager ten years.
Undead pirate #1: I match the wager.
Undead pirate #3: Agreed.
Bootstrap [walks up behind Will who is watching the game] Wondering how it’s played?
Will I understand. It’s a game of deception. The game includes all the dice, not just your own. What are they waging?
Bootstrap The only thing we have: years of service.
Will So any Crew member can be challenged?
Bootstrap Aye, anyone.
Will I challenge Davy Jones. [the Crew stops to stare at him; Bootstrap is about to say something to him when they hear Jones’s thudding step]
Davy Jones I accept. [a low table and stools are brought up, the dice laid out on the table top] The stakes?
Will My soul. An eternity of servitude.
Bootstrap No!
Davy Jones Against?
Will I want this. [lays the rolled up drawing of a key on the table]
Davy Jones [picks up the cloth, looks at it and is taken aback; the Crew mutter amongst themselves] How do you know the key?
Will That’s not part of the game, is it? [sits down at the table] You can still walk away.
Davy Jones [sits down, takes the key out from under his tentacles and dangles it in front of Will to show him that he does indeed have the key; they shake their dice and thud them down on the table, another hand joins in unexpectedly – it is Bootstrap] What’s this?
Bootstrap I’m in, matching his wager.
Will No. Don’t do this.
Bootstrap Die’s cast. I bet three two’s. It’s your bid, Captain.
Davy Jones Four four’s.
Will Four five’s.
Bootstrap Six three’s.
Davy Jones [we see that he has five five’s] Seven five’s.
[unknown to Will, he has three five’s, Bootstrap has two three’s and three two’s]
Will Eight five’s.
Davy Jones Hehehe, welcome to the Crew, lad.
Bootstrap Twelve five’s. [Davy Jones stares at him] Twelve five’s. Call me a liar, I upped the bid.
Davy Jones And be called a liar myself for my trouble. [reveals all the dice] Bootstrap Bill, you’re a liar and you Will spend an eternity on this ship. [to Will] Master Turner, feel free to go ashore. The minute the next time we make port. [laughs, the Crew laughs with him and the leave the pair]
Will Fool. Why did you do that?
Bootstrap Because you’d lose.
Will It was never about winning or losing.
Bootstrap The key… you just wanted to know where it was.
[the Crew is mostly asleep] Bootstrap: [walks up to the one at the helm] Captain says I’m to relieve you. [the pirate cocks his head inquiringly] Captain’s orders.
[meanwhile, Will creeps into Davy Jones’s cabin where Jones is sleeping at the organ; with a quill and a stick, Will raises up a few tentacles and tries to navigate under them to get at the key; he drops a tentacle on the keys and as Jones is about to wake up, a music locket opens and plays a soothing tune; Will manages to get the key and put the drawing of it its place; Will walks out on deck and puts the key around his neck and his bag over his shoulder]
Bootstrap Here. [hands Will a knife] Take this, too. Now get yourself to land and stay there. It was always in my blood to die at sea.
Will [takes it and unsheathes it] It’s not a fate you had to choose for yourself either.
Bootstrap I… I could say I did what I had to when I left you to go pirating. But it would taste a lie to say it wasn’t what I wanted. You owe me nothing. Now, go.
Will They’ll know you helped me.
Bootstrap [laughs] What more can they do to me?
Will [holds up the knife] I take this with a promise, I’ll find a way to sever Jones’s hold on you and not rest ‘till this blade pierces his heart. I Will not abandon you. [a pause] I promise.
Scene 13: (Persuasion and the Kraken)
[on the Black Pearl, the Crew is swabbing the desk as well]
Jack Beckett.
Elizabeth Yes, they’re signed ‘Lord Cutler Beckett of the East India Trading Company.’
Jack [holds the Letters of Marque closer to study the signature] Euhh. [sticks tongue out]
Gibbs Will was working for Beckett and never said a word.
Jack Ah.
Gibbs Beckett wants the compass. Only one reason for that.
Jack Of course. He wants the chest.
Elizabeth Yes, he did say something about a chest.
Gibbs If the Company controls the chest, they control the sea.
Jack A truly discomforting notion, love.
Gibbs Baaad! Bad for every mother’s son what calls himself pirate. I think there’s a bit more speed to be coaxed from these sails. [walks off to see to the sails] Brace the foreyard!
Jack Might I enquire as to how you came by these. [holds up the Letters of Marque]
Elizabeth Persuasion.
Jack Friendly?
Elizabeth Decidedly not.
Jack Will strikes a deal for these and upholds it with honor, yet you are the one standing here with the prize. [reads] “Full pardon, commissioned as a privateer on behalf of England and the East India Trading Company…” [Norrington overhears this; Jack puts the letters away] As if I could be bought for such a low price.
Elizabeth Jack, the letters, give them back.
Jack No. Persuade me.
Elizabeth [comes up behind him and leans in] You do know Will taught me how to handle a sword.
Jack [turns to face her] As I said… persuade me. [Elizabeth walks away]
Norrington [walks up to Elizabeth standing at the ship’s rail with a smile on her lips] It’s a curious thing, there was a time I would give anything for you to look like that while thinking about me.
Elizabeth I don’t know what you mean.
Norrington Oh, I think you do.
Elizabeth Oh, don’t be absurd, I trust him, that’s all.
Norrington [laughs and walks away before turning back for another word] So you never wondered how your latest fiancé ended up on the Flying Dutchman in the first place. [shakes his head and continues walking]
[Elizabeth takes out the compass and opens it; its direction changes to point to Jack; she shakes her head and closes the compass, looking a little disturbed]
[on the ship that had taken Elizabeth to Tortuga; Will is sitting with a blanket around his shoulders and a hot cup in his hands] Captain: Strange thing, to come upon a long boat so far out in open water.
Will Just put as many leagues behind us as you can. As fast as you can.
Captain And what are we running from?
Will [spots Elizabeth’s wedding dress draped on a chair; walks to it] That dress… where did you get it?
Captain It was found aboard this ship. The Crew thought it was a spirit bringing some omen of ill fate.
Will [picks up the dress lovingly] That’s foolish.
Sailor #2: Ah, yes, exceedingly foolish.
Sailor #1: It brought good fortune. The spirit told us… pull in at Tortuga. And we made a nice bit of profit there.
Captain Off the books, of course.
Will I imagine… some of your Crew may have jumped ship there.
Captain Why do you ask?
Sailor [runs down into the cabin] Captain, a ship’s been spotted.
Captain Colors?
Sailor She isn’t flying any.
Captain Pirates!
Will Or worse.
[on the Flying Dutchman – Davy Jones has discovered the ruse and is holding the drawing of his key in his hand]
Davy Jones [grabs Bootstrap by his throat, the ship with Will on board in their sight] You Will watch this. [a few of the Crew are cranking a wheel and being lashed while doing so] Let no joyful voice be heard. Let no man look up at the sky with hope. And let this day be cursed by we who ready to raise… the Kraken!
Bootstrap Nooooo! [is held back by a few of the pirates; the crank booms as it crashes down once it reaches maximum capacity and the boom spreads through the water, calling the Kraken]
[there is a commotion on the ship and everyone comes out to see the Fling Dutchman]
Will I have doomed us all. It’s the Flying Dutchman! [the ship shudders from a blow and Will falls out of the crow’s nest, hanging by a line; the Crew flops down as well]
Sailor #1: Mother Clarice’s chickens, what happened?
Sailor #2: Must’ve hit a reef.
Captain [water is bubbling on the side of the ship] Reel the rudder, help the port the—(??) starboard.
Sailor #4: Reel in rudder!
Sailor #5: Help the port! [the Captain is snatched by a tentacle clean off the ship; then he reappears briefly, screaming, and is pulled underwater]
Sailor #4: Kraken! [there is mayhem on board; the tentacles of the Kraken creeping up the sides and snatching Sailors off the deck; Will slides down a sail with the help of his knife once the mast he’s on collapses; the ship is cracked in two and dragged down in a slimy embrace; Will survives and slings to a piece of the deck floating on the water, the Flying Dutchman coming up alongside the wreckage; Elizabeth’s dress floats on the water]
Hammer-head shark Pirate: The boy’s not here, he must’ve been claimed by the sea.
Davy Jones I am the sea. [walks up to Bootstrap] You need time alone with your thoughts. Brig!
Hammer-head shark Pirate: What of the survivors? [they are lined up as before; Will peaks in, clinging to the side of the ship]
Davy Jones There are no survivors. [the survivors are killed; Davy Jones senses Will’s presence and goes to investigate, but Will cannot be seen] The chest is no longer safe, chart a course to Isla Cruces. Get me there first or it’ll be the devil to pay.
Blowfish headed pirate: First?
Davy Jones Who’s shoved that thieving charlatan onto my ship. Who told them of the key? Jack Sparrow. [Will is riding in the open mouth at the bow of the ship; Elizabeth’s dress sinks into the sea]
Scene 14: (A good man and the pursuit)
[on the Black Pearl; Elizabeth is sitting on the stairs where Jack joins her]
Jack My tremendous intuitive sense of the female creature informs me that you are… troubled.
Elizabeth I just thought I’d be married by now. I’m so ready to be married.
Jack [Jack pops open a bottle of rum, hands it to her and she takes a drink, looking upset] You know… [clears throat] Lizzie, I am Captain of a ship and being Captain of a ship I could, in fact, perform a marriage right here. Right on this deck. Right now.
Elizabeth [Elizabeth looks even more disgusted, hands him the bottle and walks away] No, thank you.
Jack [follows her] Why not? We are very much alike you and I. I and you… us.
Elizabeth Except for a sense of honor and decency and a moral center. And personal hygiene.
Jack Trifles. You Will come over to my side, I know it.
Elizabeth You seem very certain.
Jack One word, love: curiosity. You long for freedom. You long to do what you want to do because you want it. To act on selfish impulse. You want to see what it’s like. One day… you won’t be able to resist.
Elizabeth Why doesn’t your compass work?
Jack My compass works fine.
Elizabeth Because you and I are alike. And there Will come a moment when you have a chance to show it. To do the right thing.
Jack I love those moments. I like to wave at them as they pass by.
Elizabeth You’ll have the chance to do something… something courageous. And when you, you’ll discover something. That you’re a good man.
