Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest

Will!

- Why is this happening?

- I don't know.

You look beautiful.

It's bad luck for the groom

to see the bride before the wedding.

Make way! Let me through!

How dare you!

Stand your men down at once.

Do you hear me?

Governor Weatherby Swann,

it's been too long.

- Cutler Beckett?

- It's Lord now, actually.

Lord or not, you have no reason

and no authority to arrest this man.

In fact, I do. Mr. Mercer?

The warrant for the arrest

of one William Turner.

- This warrant is for Elizabeth Swann.

- Oh, is it? That's annoying. My mistake.

- Arrest her.

- On what charges?

Aha. Here's the one for William Turner.

And I have another one

for a Mr. James Norrington.

- Is he present?

- What are the charges?

Commodore Norrington resigned

his commission some months ago.

That wasn't the answer

to the question I asked.

Lord Beckett. In the category

of questions not answered...

We are under the jurisdiction

of the king's governor of Port Royal

and you will tell us

what we are charged with.

The charge is "conspiring to set free

"a man convicted of crimes

against the Crown and Empire

"and condemned to death,

for which the..."

For which the punishment,

regrettably, is also death.

Perhaps you remember a certain pirate

named Jack Sparrow.

Captain.

Captain Jack Sparrow.

Captain Jack Sparrow.

Yes, I thought you might.

# Fifteen men

on a dead man's chest

# Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum

# Drink and the devil

had done for the rest

# Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum

Prisoners, come on!

Sorry, mate.

Mind if we make a little side trip?

I didn't think so.

- Not quite according to plan.

- Complications arose, ensued,

were overcome.

- You got what you went in for, then?

- Mm-hm.

Captain, I think the crew,

meaning me as well,

were expecting something

a bit more... shiny,

with the Isla de Muerta going pear-shaped,

reclaimed by the sea with the treasure.

And the Royal Navy chasing us

around the Atlantic.

- And the hurricane.

- Aye.

All in all, it seems some time

since we did a speck of honest pirating.

- Shiny.

- Aye, shiny.

Is that how you're all feeling?

That perhaps dear old Jack is not serving

your best interests as captain?

Walk the plank.

- What did the bird say?

- Do not blame the bird.

Show us what is on

that piece of cloth there.

- You know that don't do no good.

- It does me.

- It's a key.

- No. Much more better.

It is a drawing of a key.

Gentlemen,

what do keys do?

Keys...

unlock things?

And whatever this key unlocks,

inside there's something valuable.

So we're setting out to find

whatever this key unlocks.

No.

If we don't have the key, we can't open

whatever we don't have that it unlocks.

So what purpose would be served

in finding whatever need be unlocked,

which we don't have, without first

having found the key what unlocks it?

So we're going after this key.

You're not making any sense at all.

Any more questions?

So... do we have a heading?

Ha. A heading.

Set sail in a...

general...

that-way direction.

Captain?

Come on, snap to and make sail. You

know how this works. Go on. Oi, oi, oi!

Have you noticed lately

the captain seems to be acting

a bit strange... er?

Setting sail without knowing

his own heading.

Something's got Jack vexed,

and mark my words,

what bodes ill for Jack Sparrow

bodes ill for us all.

Lord Beckett,

the prisoner as ordered, sir.

Those won't be necessary.

The East India Trading Company

has need of your services.

We wish for you to act as our agent

in a business transaction

with our mutual friend Captain Sparrow.

More acquaintance.

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