Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl – Movie Quotes

— How far are you willing to go to save her?
— I'd die for her.
— Oh, good. No worries, then.

Come on, doggie. It's just you and me now. It's you and old Jack. Come on. Come on, that's it, boy. Good boy. Come and get the bone. That's a good boy. Come on. A bit closer. A bit closer.
That's it. That's it, doggie. Come on, you filthy, slimy, mangy cur. Oh, no. Don't do that. No, no, no, I didn't mean it. I didn't...

— So that's it, then? That's the secret grand adventure of the infamous Jack Sparrow? You spent three days lying on a beach drinking rum.
— Welcome to the Caribbean, love.

— Who makes all these?
— I do. And I practise with them three hours a day.
— You need to find yourself a girl, mate.

— 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?

— Who are you?
— No one. He's no one. A distant cousin of my aunt's nephew twice removed. Lovely singing voice, though. Eunuch.

— Take what you can!
— Give nothing back!

You'd best start believing in ghost stories, Miss Turner. You're in one.

Gentlemen, my lady, you will always remember this as the day that you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow.

It's the honest ones you want to watch out for, because you can never predict when they're gonna do something incredibly stupid.

That's not very nice.

Stop blowing holes in my ship!

More importantly, it is indeed a sad life that has never breathed deep the sweet, proliferous bouquet that is Tortuga. Savvy? I'll tell you, mate if every town in the world were like this one, no man would ever feel unwanted.

— He roped a couple of sea turtles?
— Aye, sea turtles.
— What did he use for rope?
— Human hair. From my back.

— 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. And 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.

— Why is the rum gone?
— One, because it is a vile drink that turns even the most respectable men into complete scoundrels. Two, that signal is over a thousand feet high. The entire Royal Navy is out looking for me. Do you really think that there is even the slightest chance — that they won't see it?
— But why is the rum gone?