Do you not know what this is then? It's a Pirate Medallion. It's a piece of treasure of...
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Barbossa:
Do you not know what this is then?
Elizabeth:
It's a Pirate Medallion.
Barbossa:
It's a piece of treasure of Isla de Muerta.
Barbossa:
Ah, so you don't know as much as you pretend. Back when Cortes was cutting a great bloody swath through the New World, a high priest gave him all the gold they had, with one condition: that he spare the people's lives. Of course Cortes being Cortes, he didn't. He've made a great pirate, that one.
Barbossa:
So the priest, with his dying breath, called on the power of the blood of his people, and put on the gold a curse. If anyone took so much as a single piece, as he was compelled by greed, by greed he would be consumed.
Barbossa:
Within a day of leaving port for Spain, the treasure ship carrying the gold... something went wrong. The ship run aground, every man aboard dead, save one. He survived long enough to hide the gold ashore. Over time, the dark magic of the curse seeped into the place, making it a cursed island. An island of death. Isla de Muerta.
Elizabeth:
That's all very interesting, but I hardly believe in ghost stories any more.
Barbossa:
You idiot girl! It's no make believe! My crew and I, we found the gold, and we did more than take one piece, we took it all. Rich men we were and we spent it and traded it and gave it away in exchange for drink and food and pleasant company. But we found out: the drink could not state us, and the food turned to ashes in our mouths, and no amount of pleasant company could ease our torment. We are cursed men, Miss Turner, condemned, to be forever consumed by our own greed. Gold calls to UB, always, and we are driven, always to find more, and add it to the treasure.
Barbossa:
There is but one way to remove the curse. All of the scattered pieces of the treasure must be restored in full, and the blood repaid. We've recovered every piece, save for this. And as for the blood... that's what we have you for. And that's why there's no sense in killing you. Yet. Apple?
Barbossa:
I'm curious... after killing me, what is it you were planning to do next? Look! Look! The moonlight shows us for what we really are! We are not among the living and so we cannot die...
Barbossa:
but neither are we dead! We have all the desires of the living, but cannot satisfy them! Ten years I have been parched of thirst, and unable to quench it! Ten years, I have been starving to death... and haven't died!
Barbossa:
And I have not felt anything for ten years... Not the wind on my face, nor the spray of the sea... nor the flesh of a woman...
Barbossa:
You'd best start believing in ghost stories, Miss Turner. Because now you're in one.
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You don't know what this is,
do you?
It's a pirate medallion.
This is Aztec gold.
One of 882 identical pieces
they delivered in a stone chest
to Cortés himself.
Blood money paid to stem the slaughter
he wreaked upon them with his armies.
But the greed of Cortés 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.
I hardly believe in ghost stories
any more, Captain Barbossa.
Aye.
That's exactly what I thought
when we were first told the tale.
Buried on an Isle of the 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 'em all!
We spent 'em and traded 'em,
and frittered 'em away
on drink and food
and pleasurable company.
The more we gave 'em away,
the more we came to realise...
...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.
And the... blood to be repaid?
That's why there's no sense
to be killing ya.
Yet.
Apple?
Let me go!
I'm curious.
After killing me, what is it
you're planning on doing next?
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 of thirst
and unable to quench it.
Too long I've been starvin' 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!
What are you looking at?
Back to work!
Feast your eyes, captain.
All of them,
faithful hands before the mast.
Every man worth his salt...
...and crazy to boot.
So this is your able-bodied crew?
You, sailor!
Cotton, sir.
Mr Cotton.
Do you have the courage and fortitude
to follow orders and stay true
in the face of danger and death?
Mr Cotton!
Answer, man!
He's a mute, sir.
Poor devil had his tongue cut out.
So he trained the parrot
to talk for him.
No one's yet figured how.
Mr Cotton's parrot.
Same question.
When do you sail?
When do you sail?
Mostly, we figure that means "yes."
Of course it does.
Satisfied?
Well, you've proved they're mad!
And what's the benefit for us?
Anamaria!
I suppose you didn't deserve
that one, either.
No, that one I deserved.
You stole my boat!
Actually...
Borrowed. Borrowed, without permission,
but with every intention
of bringing it back to you.
But you didn't!
You'll get another one!
I will!
A better one.
A better one!
- That one!
- What one?
That one?
Aye. That one.
- What say you?
- Aye!
Aye!
Anchors away!
No, no, no, no, no!
It's frightful bad luck
to bring a woman aboard, sir.
It'll be far worse not to have her.
How can we sail to an island
that nobody can find,
with a compass that doesn't work?
Aye, the compass doesn't point north,
but we're not trying
to find north, are we?
Clip duration: 469 seconds
Views: 317
Timestamp in movie: 00h 00m 00s
Uploaded: 13 December, 2020
Genres: action, adventure, fantasy
Summary: Blacksmith Will Turner teams up with eccentric pirate "Captain" Jack Sparrow to save his love, the governor's daughter, from Jack's former pirate allies, who are now undead.
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00:22 Its not possible
00:15 I'm not sure I deserved that
00:06 Every decision you've made has only brought us from bad...
00:03 Easy on the goods
00:12 Apparently
00:22 We should drop canvas
00:24 Wait for the opportune moment
00:09 Thank you
00:14 It's the Pearl
00:08 I think I feel a change in the wind
00:10 Haul on the main brace
00:09 Strike your colors
00:08 Shiver me timbers
00:07 You brought us the wrong person
00:06 Curse ya for breathin'
00:25 I must admit
00:29 You all remember Captain Jack Sparrow
00:14 Don't worry
00:15 You think this wise
00:05 They're clubhaulin'