(THUNDER) (MYSTERIOUS MUSIC) (WIND WHISTLING) (WIND HOWLING) (GROANING, CREAKING) (EXCITING MUSIC) (FOOTSTEPS) - Father? - Henry. What have you done? - I said I'd find you. - Look at me, son. - I don't care! - There is no place for you on the Dutchman. (MUFFLED VOICES) They know you're here... Get home to your mother. No! - Leave now, before it's too late. - I won't! I'll never stop... And if you throw me over, I'll come straight back.. Don't you see, I'm cursed to this ship? That's why I'm here. I think I know a way to break your curse. To free you from the Dutchman. - Henry, no. - I've read about a treasure. A treasure that holds all the power of the sea, The Trident of Poseidon, can break your curse. Henry. The Trident can never be found. I found you. - It's just a tale. - Like the tales of you and Captain Jack Sparrow? He will help me find the trident. You stay away from Jack. Leave the sea forever. You've to stop acting like a... A pirate? I won't stop. I want you to come home. Henry. I'm sorry. My curse will never be broken. This is my fate. You must let me go. I love you, son. Captain Jack Sparrow. (CANON BLAST) (INDISTINCT SHOUTING) Faster, you pathetic bilge rats. You pump the bilge and fill the scuppers. We are chasing down pirates. Henry, get back here. You don't wanna get kicked off another ship. It's a Dutch bark. Probably stolen by the Pirate Bonnet. My God. I warned you of leaving your post, boy. I need to speak with the captain. - What did you say? - Move. Turner! (INDISTINCT SHOUTING) It is going in, sir. Chase her down. No, don't do it! Don't do it. You will not address a Captain, boy. Sir, look at your charts. I believe you're sailing us into the Devil's Triangle. Do you hear this, men? This landsman, believes an old sailor's myth. Sir. With all due respect I have spent my life studying, the myths of the sea. I know every legend and every curse. And I know, ships that sail into the triangle do not necessarily sail out. I'm sorry, sir. - This one is clearly disturbed. - Sir, trust in what I say. Change your course. You dare to give me orders, boy? Arrest him! Turner! I'll not let you kill us all. Come on. This is treason! Lock him up. - No. - I'm going in. This was your last chance, Turner. If it were up to me, I would string you from the yard arm. On deck! Jack Sparrow. He's dead. Buried in an unmarked grave on the Isle of St Martin. (SHIP CREAKING) Sir, there's something in the water. Ship to starboard! That's no ship, sir. It's a shipwreck. No. She's sailing straight towards us. Open fire! (CLAMOURING) (SHOUTING) (METAL CLINKING) (DRAMATIC MUSIC) What are you? Death. (FOOTSTEPS) (MOANING) Jack Sparrow. Shh! (BLADE ZINGS, OLD MAN GROANS) Do you know this pirate? - Only by name. - You're looking for him? - Is that a yes? - Yes. For too many years the Triangle has cursed us. Condemned us to this Hell on Earth. The key to our escape is Jack Sparrow and the compass which he holds. No, no. No need to fear me boy. I always leave one man alive to tell the tale. Find Sparrow for me and relay a message from Capitan Salazar. Salazar. Tell him I'll behold the daylight again. And on that day, death. Death will come straight for him. Would you say that to him? Please? - Yes. - I wish I could do it myself, but... dead men tell no tales. (DRAMATIC MUSIC) - Carina Smyth. You're an orphan, born of the devil accused of practicing witchcraft. Before you die, do you have anything to confess? I confess that I am not a witch. That I'm a woman of science. I confess that I have survived on my own, with nothing but a diary from a father I never knew. And I quest for the truth of who I am. I confess that I will die before I give up this search. And I confess... that while we've been talking, I picked this lock. (APPLAUSE) Today we dedicate The Royal Bank of St Martin. The most secure banking institution in the Caribbean. Our new vault is 5 inches thick and weighs an Imperial ton. I've got her! I've got her! Get her! Don't let her get away. Stop that witch! With this bank, the town of St Martin enters the modern world. - I'm so sorry, sir. - The witch escaped her chains. Find that wicked lass or you will swing in her place. - Sir. - Sir. No man, nor army Can ever rob the gold from St Martin. Open the vault! (SNORING) (CROWD CHATTERING) Pirate! Pirate? Pirates! (MUMBLES) (HORSE NEIGHS) This may seem a peculiar request, but could someone explain to me as to why I'm here? How long? No, no, no, wait, it's coming to me. Need just a moment to clear me head. Make ready! Hold your fire! There's a woman with him in the vault. Never mind about that trollop! Sir, I believe... that's your wife. (GASPING) Frances? Oh, I've got it! I've got it! I'm robbing the bank. Shoot him! Come on! That was not part of the plan. Stop him! Don't let him get away! (EXCITING MUSIC) (MAGICAL MUSIC) No woman has ever handled my Herschel. (SHOUTING) Clear a path! No, no, no, no! Stop, stop, stop! Hard to starboard! (CAT SCREECHES) Sir, your celestial fix was off. I have adjusted two degrees north. Your map will no longer be imprecise. Although you will have to start again with it. You're a witch. No, I'm not. Am I a witch for having catalogued over 200 stars? Witch! There is a blood moon coming. I simply need to purchase... a chronometer. I'll pay you double for selling to a woman. Help! There's a witch in my shop! Help! Help! There is a witch in my shop. And a pirate! There is a witch and a pirate in my shop. Well, it is your lucky day! Have either of the four of you seen my bank? Found it. - Were you part of the plan? - I am not looking for trouble. What a horrible way to live. - Stop that Witch! Get her! - We're trapped. - What do we do? - There she is, quickly! You need to scream. Over there! Secure that woman! - You filthy pirate! - No need for name calling! (LAUGHS) (EXCITING THEME MUSIC) YELLS: Jack! Bridge? (GROANS) It's empty! Where is the dosh? Do you think that robbing a bank is easy? You gaggle of gutless heels are the ones guilty of putting me in this dreadful pickle in the first place. Now line up and offer me a tribute. You want us to pay you?! Am I not the captain of this ship? You call this a ship? - Where is the treasure? - All of us are starving. We'll no longer follow a captain without a ship. I have a ship. Black Pearl has never left me side. The pirate Barbarossa rules these seas now. Has 10 ships. Guns full. Not to mention his cannonballs. 18 pounds each, they say. One-legged man with 18-pound balls? That's why he walks funny. Oh come, come, mates. Did we not find the treasure of Macedonia together? It was a troll of rotten wood. - Gold of King Midas. - A pile of donkey dung. Face it, Jack. Bad luck dogs you day and night. Now that is a blatant fabrication. (SPLAT! BIRD CACKLES) - You've lost your luck. - You've lost your ship. Now you've lost your crew. Jack Sparrow is no longer our captain. I'm sorry, Jack, but we've reached the end of the horizon. (FORLORN MUSIC) Right, then. You're all dismissed. Eh?! All of ya! Dismissed! Never sail with Captain Jack Sparrow again, I'll tell you that. (DISTANT WAVES CRASHING) * The whole town speaks of you. The only survivor of the Monarch. A boy who paddled all the way to St Martin, against the tide on a piece of driftwood, found jabbering about pirates and tridents. Please, sir, let me go of these chains. My job is to protect this island and these waters. And your sleeves have been ripped, the mark of treason. - We were attacked by the dead. - You're a coward who ran from battle. That is how you die. - I don't believe you're a coward. - Please leave me, sister. I've risked my life to come here. To see if the rumours are true. - Are you speak of the Trident? - Who are you? - Tell me why you seek the trident. - The Trident can break any curse at sea. My father is trapped by such a curse. You're aware that curses are not supported by science. - Neither are ghosts. - So you have gone mad? - I should never have come here. - Then why did you come here? Because I need to get off this island. To solve the map-- BOTH: ...no man can read. Left by Poseidon himself. - You've read the ancient text? - In each language they were written. But this map has never been seen or read by any man. Luckily I am a woman. This is the diary of Galileo Galilei. He's spent his life searching for the Trident. It's why he invented the spyglass, why astronomers have spent their lives staring into the sky. So you're saying the map no man can read is hidden in the stars? It was left to me by my father. He believed I could find what no man has ever found. I will not let him down. Soon, there will be a blood moon. Only then can the map be read... - and the Trident found. - Who are you? - Carina Smyth! - If you wish to save your father, you'll have to save me. Find us a ship and the Trident will be ours. Come to me, witch! Halt! Ugh! He's gone! He's gone, sir. Find that coward! He'll hang with the witch. (RAIN PATTERS, WATER TRICKLES) Think Captain Jack's washed up, eh? I have not had a wash in years. Check the alley down there. You two, check the church. Rest of you, with me. Ha! Ah. Agh... Bugger! (PIG OINKS) (LAUGHTER) (CHATTER) - May I please have a drink, please? - Show me your silver. Silver? How about a trade? Give me the bottle. (THUD!) (RUMBLING) (DRAMATIC KNELL) Capitan. What's happening? Jack Sparrow. Jack Sparrow has given away the compass. (RUMBLING, SHATTERING) Daylight! Daylight! (DRAMATIC MUSIC) We are free! Now, now, it's time to hunt a pirate. Pirate's life. Come to daddy. Just the man we've been looking for. Why? Why am I looked for? Let it be known that the pirate Jack Sparrow will be executed at dawn. Executed? I will never set foot in this town again, sir. You mark my words. I do mean it, you know. I shall never be back here again. (LAUGHTER) (SCREAMING) To release the power of the sea, one must divide. It's an island. The stars lead to an island. (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - I'm looking for a pirate. Jack Sparrow. - Bugger off! Psst! I need to speak with you. - Hand me your sword. - I don't have a sword. - What kind of soldier has no weapon? - I'm currently wanted for treason. So not the very good kind, then. I am looking for a pirate ` Captain Jack Sparrow? Today is your lucky day. Because I just happen to be Captain Jack Sparrow. No, it can't be. I've spent years searching for... this? The great Jack Sparrow is not some drunk in a cell. Do you even have a ship? A crew? Pants? A great pirate does not require such intricacies. Do you know how long I've been waiting for this moment? The risks I've taken to be here? - Are you sure you're the Jack Sparrow? - The real question is... - Who are you? - My name is Henry Turner ` son of Will Turner and Elizabeth Swann. Eurgh! You're the evil spawn of them two? Does mummy ever ask about me? No. Go on. She call my name in her sleep? She never spoke of you. Are you sure we're talking about the same people? He's a cursed eunuch. She's golden haired, stubborn, pouty lips. Neck like a giraffe - and two of the those wonderful-- - Yes, yes, it's her! I need you to listen, Jack. Because at the moment, you're all I have got. I found a way to save my father. There is one thing that can break his curse and free him from the Dutchmen. - The Trident of Poseidon. - Ah. The treasure that can be found with the map that no man can read. Never heard of it. There's a girl inside this prison, Jack, who holds that map. The moon has turned to blood; the trident will be found, and you could be the one who holds the sea, and with it become all that you once were. The great... (SNORING) - Jack! - Huh?! Oh, I'm so sorry. Were you still talking? I believe I nodded off a bit. One more thing. A message from someone you know, named Captain Salazar. I once knew a Spaniard named... something in Spanish. El Matador Del Mar. The butcher of the sea. Him? No, no, no. Quite happily he's dead. - Very, very dead. Ship went down. - Inside the Triangle. He's coming for you, Jack, to seek revenge, as the dead man's tale is told. I don't believe you. What did he say? He said your compass was the key to his escape. An army of dead are coming straight for you, Jack. The Trident of Poseidon is your only hope. Do we have an accord? * (JOLLY MUSIC PLAYING) - I am not going in there to tell him. - It was your idea! No, it was my idea for you to tell him. He likes you more than me. He doesn't like anybody. (ELEGANT CLASSICAL MUSIC) (KNOCK ON DOOR) Sorry, sir. We know you said never to disturb you. Or to come in without good cause. Or to speak without first asking ourselves whether our thoughts were absolutely necessary. Like the time the ship was on fire. That being an example of necessary thought. So again, we do apologise for starting that fire. Speak! It's the ships, sir. They are being attacked by an enemy that takes no riches. - Kills without provocation. My ships? Not possible! Three have already been sunk, sir. They have been sunk by a captain called Salamander! Sandoval. Salazar! That's it, your sirness! He leaves one man from each vessel. To tell the tale. The entire fleet is being sunk, and we'll soon be dead. And quite possibly out of business. I'll be needing some time with your witch. I have been expecting you, Captain. Perhaps you would like some tea? I shall pass, thank you kindly. The price of crossing my door is blood, Captain. That explains why you're not so busy. Everyone pays, eventually. Shansa, you and I made a bond long ago. I saved you from the gallows. Remember? And I cursed your enemies. But now you come to me in fear, as the dead have taken command of the sea. And what would the dead be wanting with me? Not you, Captain. - They're searching for a sparrow. - Jack? Jack will sail for the Trident, with a girl and a pearl. The Trident can never be found. (FLAMES ROAR) The Trident is Jack's only hope. The dead are conquering the sea, unable to step on dry land. Maybe you should retire to the country side. You mean grass? On a farm? Milking a cow, making cheese? - While they sink me treasure? - Ask yourself this, Captain. - Is this treasure worth dying for? - I'm a pirate. Always will be! So how do I save, - what be mine? - Jack held a compass which points you to the thing you desire most. But betray the compass, and it releases your greatest fear. And a pirate's greatest fear will be Salazar, is it? - How did you get this? - I have my ways. Lead them to Jack before he finds the Trident and all your treasure will come back to you. Time to make a deal with the dead. # Oh, Maggie, Maggie Mae # Come on, pirate. # And she'll never walk down Lime Street anymore # Well, the judge, he guilty found her # Hold on, stop. Dad? # For robbin' a homeward-bounder # Guilty, found her... # - Uncle Jack! - Jackie boy! How is it going? Can't complain, really. You? I've been waiting all morning in here for a beating. - But the service is terrible. - Shameful. Jack. The oceans have turned to blood. Best to stay on dry land, where it's safe. I'm about to be executed on dry land. Good point. Did I ever told you the one about the skeleton? - Yes, you have, many times` - Skeleton goes into a bar, orders a beer... and a mop. (DISTANT LAUGHTER) Funny as ever. Come on, let's go! If they disembowel you, ask for Victor. He's got the softest hands. Thank you. And mention my name. They won't cut your feet off. (CROWD JEERING) Come on. You're up first! And how would you like to die, pirate? Hanging, firing squad or a new invention ` - the guillotine? - Guillotine? Sounds French. I love the French. Did you know they've invented mayonnaise? How bad could it be? It's French, right? Oh, well, then. I change me mind. No, please have mercy upon me. I am a bed-wetter. Oh, come on! I mean, I have to walk upstairs as well for this? - Bring the basket. - Basket? Why? Strap him down! Here's an idea. Here's an idea. Why don't we try good old-fashioned stoning? Eh? I'd kill to be stoned right now. Gets the crowd involved, doesn't it? I should like to speak to Victor in disembowelment. I should like to speak to Vic. I'm not one to complain, normally, but this basket is full of heads. Final words of Carina Smyth. SCREAMS: Quiet! The final words of Carina Smyth. Good, sirs, I'm not a witch. But I forgive your common dim-wittedness and feeble brains. In short, most of you have the mind of a goat. Pardon me, sir. It's not common practice for those about to be executed to be granted a last, I don't know, some of a-- I believe I was making a point. If you could just be patient. No! My head's about to be lopped off, hence the urgency. And my neck is to be broken. Did you know that on occasion, the neck doesn't actually break? - It just hurts. - What? Oh, yes. I have seen men swing for hours. Eyes bulging, tongues swelling. - Revolting gurgling sound. - May I finish? No! You're lucky. Wish I was hung. - Kill the filthy pirate. I'll wait. - The witch is first. I'm not a witch. Did not you listen? Quite hard to listen when you have the mind of a goat. Enough! Kill them both. ALL: Yes! (YELLS) Get us another noose. Did you think you could defeat us, boy? No, sir. I'm just a diversion. Fire! I'd still rather be stoned. Reload! Thank you. Come here. You Pirate Scum! Hey! What are you doing? No, no, no, no! Horses? - Thank you. - You're welcome, milady. Got you! Knew you'd come crawling back, traitor. The Turner boy gave us 10 silver pieces to save your neck. From this moment on, we are to be allies. Considering where your left hand is, I'd say we're more than that. We find the Trident together. Do I have your word? You're holding everything but my word. Then I bestow upon you the honour of saving me. For a small donation. You expect us to pay you to save you? Yes! For a mere 10 pieces. Madness! - We won't pay more than 5. - Well, then. 8 it is. Perhaps we could discuss this later, as I am having trouble here hoisting your port. - Far from a port. That is my stern. - Are you sure? - Positive. - Well, look at this. If I kill the coward. The witch hangs. - Two for the price of one. - Please don't let go of me. It might be difficult once he kills me. Gentlemen, these two prisoners will lead us to the Trident. * - Captain. - Mm? Do you really think we can find the trident? Master Gibbs, you're a worrywart. There is nothing to be concerned about at all. - What could possibly go wrong, eh? - So this was your plan? To be tortured and killed by pirates? You said you needed a ship. - You call this a ship? - Cut the shard! Prepare to drown. (TRIUMPHANT MUSIC) My dear beloved crew, finally today is... Something's gone wrong. (TRIUMPHANT MUSIC) She floats! Ship dead ahead. Sir,... we would never question your reason as a captain. But, however.. Is there a reason as captain you've chosen to sail in this unreasonable direction? Tell the men to prepare to be boarded, to stand their ground and show no fear. Capitan! A ship sails towards us. (CHUCKLES) (SHIP GROANING) Capitan Salazar! I hear you've been looking for Jack Sparrow. Hold point! And await orders. My name is Captain Barbossa. And I stand before you with cordial intent. - LAUGHS: Ay, cordial intent. Do you hear that? This pirate wishes to be cordial. So let me show you what my cordiality is, hombre. Every time I tap my sword, one of your men will die. So I suggest you speak quickly. Ole. (GROANING) Might want to go a bit faster, Capitan. - Where is Jack Sparrow? - Jack be sailing for the Trident. - No. The sea belongs to the dead. - The Trident controls the seas. No! No! There is no treasure. There is no treasure that can save him. He will die, as will you. I be the only one that can lead you to him. I declare you should have Jack's life by sunrise on the morrow, or you can take me on then. Do we have an accord? Take me to him, and you will live to tell the tale. You have my word. I thank you on behalf of my crew. Ole. You can take what's left of them. The living come aboard. Carina, we haven't got much time. The dead are sailing straight for us. - Is that so? - Yes, I've spoken to them. You've spoken to them? Have you spoken to the Krakens and the mermaids as well? Krakens don't speak. Everyone knows that. Of course, I never should have saved you. Last night there was a blood moon, just as you described. Tell me what it revealed. And why should I trust you? You trusted me to hold your port, remember? It was my stern. Clearly you need to spend more time at sea. Tell me what you found and I promise to help you. I don't need any help. Then why did come to me, Carina? Why are we tied together in the middle of the sea, chasing the same treasure? The moon revealed a clue. To release the power of the sea, - one must divide. - Divide? - What does it mean? - I'm not sure yet. Then we'll find out. - There is no map in this map. - Give me my diary. - Give me the map no man can read. - If you could read it, then it wouldn't be called the map that no man can read. I beg you, please, don't argue with her. Most of the men on this ship can't read. Which makes all maps... the maps that no man can read. Well, if you can't read it, then you've no use for it, or me. Let me start again. Show me the map. I can't. It does not yet exist. - She's a witch! - I'm an astronomer. - She breeds donkeys. - What? No. - An astronomer contemplates the sky. - Yeah, on a donkey. - No, there's no donkey! - Well, then how do you breed them? Allows me to simplify this equation. Give me the map. Or I'll kill... him. I'll kill him. Go on, then. You're bluffing. And you're blushing. Throw him over. We call this keelhauling. Young Henry will be tossed over,... and he will be dragged under the ship. Alright. - What're you waiting for? - He doesn't appear to be-- No. Not bluffing, me. He's trying to say something. No, no, we don't have any food on board. Sorry. If he's lucky, he'll drown before the barnacles shred him to ribbon. - Barnacles. - Like a thousands knives, across your back. And of course, the blood attracts sharks. Sharks? - Shark of the bow! - Where? I would say that swimming is no longer his primary concern. The map is there. - Where? - On the tip of your finger? No. In the heavens. That diary will lead me to a map hidden in the stars. Let him up. I'll find it tonight. Sorry, can't bring him up. Look for yourself. As I said... blushing! (CACKLING) (MUFFLED SHOUTING) Filthy pirate! The sea has turned to blood. A sailor washed ashore talking about the Trident. He was looking for Jack Sparrow. The same pirate who saved a witch from the gallows. - She's no witch. - But you are. - And you're going to help us. - You're afraid, Lieutenant? As ships burn in the night, you want to know if you can save your own, if the Trident is real? - You are going to read that wall for me or you will die. The British Empire will have the trident and rule the sea. I want to know where that pirate is going with that witch. Your destiny is in these stars. I will set your course. (SNORING) No! Spaghetti wolf! Why did I bother coming to you? The dead are haunting us down and you do nothing. - Nothing? You call this nothing? - You're drunk and you're sleeping. My point exactly. I am doing two things at once. You can't save the unsaveable, mate. Like it or not, Jack, you're going to help me. I will break my father's curse. Next time you raise a sword, boy, be the last to die. Might I suggest you entice her with a bit of flattery? I am here for my father, nothing more. I knew it. Absolutely smitten with her. Now, a bit of discretion when courting a brunette. Never pursue her sister. But if you cannot avoid the charming sister, kill the brother. Savvy? No, I do not savvy. Who hurt you? By the way, that little sliver of knowledge will cost you five pieces. - I am not paying you for that. - Never say that to a woman. Just because you can't see something does not mean it's not there. Like the map? We have to find it. It's the only link to who I am, who my father was. So we've both spent our lives searching for our fathers. Perhaps you and I are closer than you think. Jenny Craig works. Check this out. I lost 37 kilos. I lost 39 kilos. And I lost 37 kilos on Jenny Craig. VOICEOVER: The Jenny Craig difference is that your consultant will keep you on track, and the meals are convenient and delicious. Join Jenny Craig today with our special offer - only $8 for an 8 week membership. Cost of food additional. What are you waiting for? Jenny Craig is here to help you lose weight AND keep it off. So call 0800 502 302. (CHEERFUL MUSIC) How about some fish, Dad? Hey, that's what I was thinking. Want a hand with healthy? Try Sealord Hoki ` straight from the freezer to the oven. Our tasty fillets make a quick, nutritious meal any night of the week. Our New Zealand hoki is flaky and coated in a crunchy crumb. * (DRAMATIC MUSIC) The sun is up, and so is your time. Not to disagree, but the precision of our accord ends at sunrise. This be but first light ` far from a fully rising sun. - And I know you to be a man of honour. - Honour? You know nothing of me. I know what it likes to be bested by Jack Sparrow. - He's an enemy to us both. - You don't know who I am. I've heard stories of a mighty Spanish captain. El Matador Del Mar, a man who scourged the sea, hunted and killed thousands of men. No, no, no. Men, no. No, no. Pirates! Eh? Pirates. Pirates had infected the seas for generations, taken the life of my father and his father before. So I vowed to end this plague once and for all. And that's what I did. I destroyed dozens of ships. The last ones joined together to try and defeat me. But they soon realized it was hopeless. (SHOUTING) Nothing could stop the Silent Mary. Hit them below the water line. Vamos, vamos! Hang on tight! The sea was finally... pure. Their wretched flags will no longer stain the sea. They are begging for mercy. Mercy? There's no mercy. (HUMS HAPPILY) Make ready. - Adios! - Fire! It's up to you now, Jack. This compass points towards what you want most. Never betray it. The Devil's Triangle. The last of their ships were burning before my eyes. And in that moment of victory, it's when I heard it. Hey! Hold on, Capitan! One ship was trying to escape through the smoke. It's a lovely day for a sail, ain't it? And there, in the crow's nest, there was this young pirate boy. The way I see it, it just the two of us left. If you surrender to me now, I'll let you live ` simple. He stood there looking like a little bird. And from that day he earned himself a name that would haunt me for the rest of my days ` Jack the Sparrow. Right, then. You surrender to me now, and I'll let you live. I shall let you live. (LAUGHING) This boy... This boy was mocking my power. So chased him, knowing that I would run my knife along his neck, and when he was dead, I would finish finally with the pirates' life. Follow him in! To the gunwales! Throw out some lines. Prepare to bootleg! Port side. Throw it now. (INTENSE ADVENTUROUS MUSIC) Bootleg turn. (EXPLOSIONS RUMBLE) (CLEARS THROAT) What's all this? Tribute,... Sir. He took everything from me and filled me with rage... and pain. But here is where the tale ends. (BLADE ZINGS) Not yet, Capitan, there. Found as promised. So she's saying she's got the map but she's the only one who can follow it? - So we should shoot her? - Leave her be. - She will take us to the Trident. - You've been saying that for hours. Two things we know are true ` the stars don't shine by day. And she forgot the donkey. How can we go to a spot, where no land exists on any map? This chronometer keeps the exact time in London. I'm using it to make an altitude measurement to determine longitude. Only then will we find our exact spot at sea. So you expect to find the Trident with a timepiece? Yes. My calculations are precise and true. I'm not only an astronomer; I am also a horologist. No shame in that, dear. We all have to earn a living, eh? No. I'm a horologist. So was my mum. But she didn't crow about it as loud as you. You saying your mother was academically inclined? More like, uh, horizontally... reclined. Horology is the study of time. And she was always looking at her watch. I can vouch for that. So no one can find the X but you, right? No. - And the donkey? - Ship to the aft! Salazar. Jack, the dead will not rest until they get their revenge. Dead? No, no, the dead were never part of this deal. We should've never followed a luckless pirate and a witch to sea. Right, that's it. Kill them all. Kill me and` and` and I'll be dead. And then the other dead won't be able to have their revenge... against me, - being dead. - What? - Which will anger them even more. - He's right. - That's right. - Are all pirates this stupid? ALL: Yes. What are we going to do? As Captain, might I suggest... Mutiny? You had to suggest a mutiny? Carina, the dead are coming. Well, I choose not to believe in supernatural nonsense. Do you not see what's behind us? (MENACING MUSIC) - Drop them! - Si. Drop them! What are you doing? Men on that ship are looking for Jack, and Jack is on this boat. So I'm going to swim for it. How dare you do exactly what I would do if I were you? - Carina, stop this. - No, no, no, don't stop that. - This has gone far enough. - No, it has not. Listen not to him. Carry on, carry on. - Why? She was almost finished. - I saw her ankles. You'd have to seen a lot more if you kept the cakehole shut. (AGGRESSIVE, JAGGED MUSIC) Kill the sparrow. That's not good, is it? Keep rowing, man. Faster! No, that's it. I'm going with her. You would leave me for some horologist in her knickers? Yes. You men are all alike. Shark. Henry! (GROWLS) Doesn't seem to be working. No, we'll be fine. We'll be fine. Vamos! - How did they do that? - We have to swim for it. I'll distract them. Now! Henry! (EXCITING MUSIC) (DEAD MEN YELL) Hi, Jack Sparrow. Jack Sparrow. Spanish? - Ghosts. - Oh. They're unable to step on land. - I knew that, though. - Ghosts! - Carina! - You will soon pay for what you did to me. No, no, no. There is no need to bother, really. - Carina! - I have no time to chat, - because me map's just ran away. - I will be waiting... for you. Why would you be waiting for me? Why would he be waiting for me? (SCREAMS) (DRAMATIC MUSIC) Pirates! Scrum. Captain? Jack always told me that if anything should ever happened to him, he wanted you to be captain. Yeah, but the men voted for you, yes? Well, you've got a captain's hat! Be that as it may, them were his wishes. So be a good lad and take the wheel. And you... take the captain's hat. Oh. This is the proudest moment of my` We will beat your captain to death until he reveals where they are heading. (GROANING) Plans for the holidays? I'm starting my kitchen renovation. With a Gem personal loan you could get someone to do up your kitchen. And with our 'pay it faster' option you could save up to $1,000 in interest just by paying an extra $50 a month. You can do better with Gem, powered by Latitude. Ask today. * - Carina! - I know what's ailing you, boy. You've got the unscratchable itch. Carina is the only one who can help us find the Trident. - And I'm not in love with her. - Love? Who said anything about love? What are you talking about? The unscratchable itch. Scabies! I'm talking about scabies. Small mites that burrow under the skin. It's certainly ailing me. Has done for years. Oh no! Help! - Help me! Help! - Carina! - Henry, help me. - Help her! By rule of the King, I sentence you all to death. I think we should tell each other where our treasures are buried just in case one of us survives. Oh, good idea. - You go first. - My treasure is buried between two cross palm trees in an unmarked grave in Aruba. What about yours? I haven't got any. You promised me Jack's blood. But Jack is trapped! - He can never escape that island. - He's on land. Hello. I upheld our deal. Me men and myself will go ashore. The scurvy traitor will be yours ` - on me honour. - Honour? What honour, hombre? What honour? - You don't know what the honour is. - Spare me my life, and I'll fetch you the Sparrow. Tenemos un acuerdo. An accord? (CRIES OUT) (GROANS) (ECHOING WHISPERS) Wake up, Sparrow. Wake up, Sparrow. Wake up, Sparrow. - It's time to pay your debt. - Pig? Pig Kelly? - Me old mate. - Mate? Do you hear that boys? This lying pirate owes me a plunder of silver, and luck has brought him to Hangman's Bay, where he can settle his debt, here and now. And I will. I will, Pig. Name your price. Her name is Beatrice, and she is my poor widowed sister. (WHIMPERS) What` What is that? She's been looking for a respectable man. - But you'll have to do. - Lewis, let's get on with this. No! Why? Why would we do...? To make an honest woman of her, Jack. Congratulations. It's your wedding day. Let us begin? We'll honeymoon in the barn. (CRIES OUT, WHIMPERS) (VIOLIN PLAYS OUT OF TUNE) No, no, no. Now, Pig, how could I honestly make an honest woman out of it? That. Her. I mean her. - What are those things? - Our children. Best not look them in the eye. Bring the best man and the bridesmaid. (CHUCKLES NERVOUSLY) I looked it in the eye. Place your hand on the Bible. - I have got scabies. - So do I. Place your hand on the Bible. I'm a bed-wetter. Say I do... or I'll put a bullet in your skull. Jack, they are going to kill us. - I don't care! - Just say I do. - Last chance, Jack. - Wait. Surely... - This is not legal. - This is not legal. He's right. Does any man here object to these nuptials? - I do. - Congratulations! You may kiss the bride. (SLURPS) (GRUNTS, HACKS, SPITS) (SNOT SQUELCHES) Do you... You like seafood, do you? - Come on! - Ah! - (BOOM!) Jack. We meet again. Hector! This is me bestest mate in the whole world. I always knew you'd settle down, eventually. Did you bring me a gift? That'll do. You look marvellous. Got quite a spring in your step. Has your leg grown back? Captain, shouldn't we be getting back to Salazar, Trade Mr Sparrow's life in for our own? I know we could. But I've come for the Trident of Poseidon. You're gonna double-cross the dead? You did promise. And with it, I'll gut the dead that stole my command of the sea. As much as I love this plan, no vessel can outrun that wretched hull of a ship. But there be one, Jack. The fastest ship I know. The Pearl, trapped in that bottle by Blackbeard five winters ago. By the power of that blackguard's sovereign blade, I hereby release the Black Pearl to her former and rightful glory. (YELLS) Get ready. Get ready for it. It's coming. It's coming! It's coming! Coming! Stand aside! Stand aside. (RUMBLING, CREAKING) It's coming! It's shrunken. Why doesn't it unshrink? Maybe it's cold. She needs the sea. She was a fine ship. (BUBBLING) (GRAND MUSIC) (MAJESTIC MUSIC) There be room for only one captain. - Filthy beast. - Time to race the dead. JACK: The only safe place is the land. Why are we going away from the land? Anyone? Captain, your map is incomplete. I can take us to the Trident, if you'd only trust me. Did you not hear anything I just said? So you be saying that that star is pretending to be a map? Sir, there is no island on any map to support what the woman says. Captain, you don't have to understand her. Just believe her. JACK: Anyone? (SHOUTING) If we had something sharp, I could pick that lock. You're not gonna find anything sharp in here. Keep still, you bilge rat! Captain! Please, I don't wanna be captain any more! Release them. Sir, you wouldn't allow a woman to steer your ship? She will follow her star or we'll all die together. The Black Pearl! She sails again! Yeah! Come on, lads! This ship. Those ghosts. There can be no logical explanation. The myths of the sea are real, Carina. I'm glad you can finally see you were wrong. Wrong? Perhaps I had some doubts. This is the worst apology I've ever heard. Apology? Why would I apologise? Because we've been chased by the dead, sailing on a ship raised from a bottle. Where is your science in that? Fine, I will apologise. Go on, then. Although one could argue that you owe me an apology, as my life has been threatened by pirates and dead men. Which you now believe in, sorry to say. Apology accepted. I am going to the lookout. I'm glad you see it my way! (DRAMATIC MUSIC) - Ready the guns. - Aye. Ready the guns! These pirates are going for the Trident. Where did you get that from, Missy? I know this book, stolen from an Italian ship many years ago. - Stolen? No, you're mistaken. There was a Ruby on the cover... I would not soon forget. This was given to me by my father. He was clearly a man of science. He was clearly a common thief. The memory of my father will not be befouled by the tongue of a pirate. This diary is my birthright, left to me on the steps of a children's home, along with a name and nothing else. Oh, so you are an orphan? What be you called? Brightest star in the north gave me my name. - That would be Carina? - Carina Smyth. - So you do know your stars? - I'm a captain. I know which stars to follow home. Smyth? Smyth is quite an unusual name. Did we not once know someone called Smyth? Shut your trap. What was her name? It's right on the tip of me tongue. Do you wanna lose that tongue? Margaret Smyth. Aye. So we make an accord, then? Or Shall I tell you-know-who what we both know to be true? We both take the secret to our graves. You mean it is true? I was bluffing. I am not! You kill me, you got nothing to bargain the dead with. So you need me. I will have to be frank, Hector. You are very, very ugly. So how could you produce a fetching creature such as that? Margaret died. I summoned as much honour as a worthless blackguard ever could. I placed the infant in an orphanage, never to see her again. I thought the ruby might afford her some ease in life, but I never imagined she would take those scribblings and make a life of her own. Life that's led her back to me. I would say this puts me in a rather favourable position, Daddy. Tell me what you want. I want me compass, 216 barrels of rum. and a monkey. - You want Jack? - Dinner. I want to eat him. I want to eat that monkey. No deal, Jack. A clever young woman such as that would never believe that a swine like me could ever be her blood. And the Trident will be mine. * (TENSE MUSIC) (MENACING MUSIC) Redcoats. Redcoats! Prepare to fire! Prepare to fire. Man that gun! (INDISTINCT SHOUTING) She comes starboard. We shall fight to the last. The Pearl will not be taken from me again. Sir. Only the British Empire will hold the power of the sea. (GROANING, CREAKING) Whatever happens, stay your course. (MUFFLED SCREAMING) Jack Sparrow? Jack Sparrow! I've come with the butcher's bill. Where is he? Defend yourselves, men! To the death! Hurry up, man. What did you sharpen it with, butter? (JACK YELLS) Help! There's nowhere to hide. (EXCITING MUSIC) Let's be brave! Save the Pearl. This has to be it. - It has to be here. - Find that land or we'll all die. We're nearly there. It's here somewhere. Ah! Ow! (LAUGHS) Have you found what you're looking for yet, miss? I'm trying! The stars will soon be gone. (FLESH SQUELCHES) (TENSE MUSIC) (SCREAMS) Carina! Henry! Look! The island is there. You found it! The island. Land! Get to the Mary! (SCREAMS) Carina! Carina! Henry! They took Henry! The Trident be all that can save him now. Then we have to find it. (GRUNTING, GROANING) Where is it? It has to be here. Look at it, Jack. It's most beautiful thing I've ever seen. This is what my father wanted to find. - The rocks? - No, no. Not rocks, stars. This is the map no man can read. This island is a perfect reflection of the heavens. One star's missing, quickly. We have to find the trident to save Henry. Hector. I think you should know she's a horologist. Why isn't it glowing? Finish it, Carina. The missing star. For my father. Aye. Do it for him. (SCREAMING) Look. - Poseidon's tomb. - This way. * Capitan. You know the danger. Don't do it! He has no choice. Jack is on land going for the trident. Capitan, there must be another way. Once you possess the living, there is no coming back. You will be trapped in his body. Forever. The Trident will set me free. - Time to kill a sparrow. - No! - Look, Jack, there it is. - The trident. Jack! You cut me, you cut the boy, Jack. - Henry! - No. Hola, Sparrow. No. Sparrow, Sparrow. No! Henry, you've got to wake up. Please. Henry, wake up! Oh, piss off! Henry, wake up. He is killing Jack. Henry! - Power of the sea. - What? - The power of the sea. - To release the power of the sea all must divide. If the trident holds all the power, then... Then every curse is held inside. As I told you before. Surrender to me now and I will let you. - Live. - Do you want me to surrender? - Maybe. - This is where the trail ends. No! Divide. Henry! - Divide. - Break. Break the trident, and you'll break every curse at sea. Adios, Sparrow. All curses are broken. (LAUGHS) Yes! - The Pearl! My Pearl! - Climb. Move, fast! Hold it steady, boys. Don't let it slip. Jack! Jump! Faster! Lift anchor! Get the anchor up, quick! Stop, stop, bring it up. Bring it up! (CLAMOURING) Capitan! Oh, crap! I've got you. Who am I to you? Treasure. Hold on! Hector! (DRAMATIC MUSIC) Go to starboard! Pirate's life, Hector. You all right? I don't know. For a moment I had everything, Henry. Now it's all gone again. It's not all gone, Miss Smyth. Barbossa. My name is Barbossa. - Maybe Jack was right. - About what? The unscratchable itch. What did you do that for? Just checking it's truly you. That you are not still a ghost. - It's me. - Then I was-- - Wrong. - Slightly an error. Although one-- Apology accepted. The Dutchman. (TRIUMPHANT MUSIC) - Henry? - Yes, father. Oh, look at you son. How did you do it? - How did you break the curse? - Let me tell you a tale. The tale of the greatest treasure known to man. That's the tale I wanna hear. What a truly revolting sight. Make way! Captain Jack Sparrow on deck! Indeed. Welcome back, Captain. I thank you very much. Coming through. - Captain! - Thank you, I remember you. - Cheers, thank you. - Oh good! Master Gibbs. The ship is yours, Captain. Aye, thank you! Monkey. Thank you! What be our heading, captain? We shall follow the stars, Master Gibbs. Aye.. aye, Captain! I have a rendezvous beyond my beloved horizon. (WIND WHISTLING) (THUNDER) (HEAVY FOOTSTEPS) (SLOSHING FOOTSTEPS)