Adapted from the screenplay by Ted Elliot & Terry Rossio
Young Elizabeth (singing softly at bow of ship): We pillage and plunder, we rifle and loot/ Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho/ We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot/ Drink up, me 'earties, yo ho/ Yo ho, yo ho, a pirates life for me…we….AAAAAHHHH! (Gibbs puts his hand on her shoulder, starling her. She goes flying high,, leaving a little white cloud behind her, before falling back down, hard on to the deck).
Gibbs: Quiet, missy! Cursed pirates sail these waters. You don't want to bring them down on us, now, do ya?!
Norrington: Mr. Gibbs, that will do!
Gibbs: She was singing about pirates. Bad luck to be singing about pirates with us mired in this unnatural fog. Mark my words.
Norrington: Consider them marked. On your way.
Gibbs: Aye, Lieutenant. It's bad luck to have a woman onboard, too. Even a miniature one.
Young Elizabeth: Are you calling me small?!
Norrington: You are small, Miss Swann. Not only that, but you have yet to understand pirates for what they really are: vile and dissolute creatures, the lot of them.
Young Elizabeth: I think pirates are cute!
Norrington: I think any man who sails under a pirate flag or wears a pirate brand should get what he deserves: a short drop and a sudden stop. (Elizabeth turns to Gibbs, who mimes a hanging)
Young Elizabeth: Well, you're no fun!
Governor Swann (in a thick Austrian accent): Lieutenant Norrington, I appreciate your fervor, but I'm concerned about the effect this subject will have on my daughter, yeah?
Norrington: My apologies, Governor Swann.
Young Elizabeth: I think you're a little late, pops.
Governor Swann: Oh, dear. That concerns me, yeah?
Young Elizabeth: Darn right it concerns you. (sees a parasol and then a piece of wreckage with a boy on it in the water. The boy is dressed in a blue shirt and is wearing a red cap, and his tongue is sticking out) Look! A boy! There's a boy in the water!
Norrington: Man overboard! Man the ropes! Fetch a hook! Haul him aboard! (They do so.) He's still breathing.
Gibbs (spotting burning ship): Mary, Mother of God!
Young Elizabeth: Hey! I thought this was a children's movie!
Governor Swann: What happened here, yeah?
Norrington: Most likely the powder magazine. Merchant vessels run heavily armed.
Gibbs: A lot of good it did them. Everyone's thinking it, I'm just saying it: pirates.
Young Elizabeth: Ooh! Where?
Governor Swann: There's no proof of that. It was probably an accident, yeah?
Norrington: Rouse the Captain immediately! Heave to and take in sail! Launch the boats!
Governor Swann: Elizabeth, I want you to accompany the boy. He'll be in your charge. Take care of him, yeah? (She nods and walks over to young Will)
Young Elizabeth (wakes Will up; he grabs her wrist): It's okay. My name's Elizabeth Swann. But you can call me Dot.
Young Will: W-W-Will Turner. Call me Wakko.
Young Elizabeth: I'm watching over you, Wakko. (Will faints. She takes medallion and examines it.) You're a pirate!
Norrington: Has he said anything?
Young Elizabeth (hiding medallion): His name's Will Turner. That's all I found out.
Norrington (to sailors): Take him below.
Young Elizabeth: Oh yeah. He also said to call him Wakko.
Norrington: Wakko?
Young Elizabeth: Wakko.
Norrington: What kind of man bears the name Wakko?
Young Elizabeth: Apparently he does.
Norrington: Yes, I know that, Miss Swann. I meant what kind of person would have that name, not who already has it, because we already know who has it, and that's him.
Young Elizabeth: That's what I said.
Norrington: No, you said he has the name, you didn't say what kind of person he would have to be to have the name. (Pause.) What kind of person is he? Is there something you're not telling me?
Young Elizabeth: There's lots of things I'm not telling you, Norry.
Norrington (stepping up to her, sternly): Like what, Miss Swann?! Speak!
Young Elizabeth: Well, for one thing, your fly's undone.
Norrington: My what? (Looks down at pants) Oh dear… (Runs off)
(Young Elizabeth studies medallion closer and upon looking up, sees a ship with a black flag flying at its mast. She closes her eyes)