oh. em. gee.
thanks to rimrunner, i've now seen the pirates of the caribbean: at world's end trailer a day early. in russian.
"sean penn and madonna in shanghai surp-" "don't even joke about that." "sorry."
get it? it's a metaphor for the bush administration's foreign policy! (sadly, it really kind of is)
"uh...miss swann... some of the men have been complaining, and, well, i'm afraid we're going to have to peace-bond your chin for the duration of the voyage."
"okay, guys, i know i'm just the governor's daughter, but i think we're REALLY off course."
"no, seriously, can we PLEASE pull over and ask for directions?!?" "ahhhhh SHADDUP!"
"see, i TOLD you we shoulda asked for-" "OH SHUT UP!!!"
"wait... maybe i shouldn't go into the light just yet... i sense my services... are still needed."
"okay, gents, don't worry, there won't be any of that frustrating sexual tension dragging down this movie. miss swann came to my quarters last night, and we shagged like crazed weasels until dawn."
"um..." "hm" "nothing personal, cap'n, but that sounds REALLY unlikely." "yeah."
"i thought you said you were alone in a hammock all night." "i WAS, damnit."
"actually, that was me. i thought you were cotton's parrot. my bad."
"eesh."
for the ride completists: of COURSE we were going to sack, pillage, and burn at least one village in the third movie. only unfilmed scene from the ride we really have LEFT, for pete's sake.
"psst! mr. verbinski!!" "yeah?" "we sorta forgot to post-process one of the shots in the trailer. when jack's standing on the yardarm you can see he's not actually on the open ocean." "aw godDAMNit"
"righty then. i think the person in charge this time around should be the prettiest, and that's obviously me."
"actually, the disney channel had a poll, and...what? oh, to HELL with you people."
"i knew i was gonna have to shave to get my old job back, but...damn."
"'let mel gibson guest-direct the second unit photography,' they said. 'SURE,' i said. 'that sounds GREAT...'"
"now that i have you under my control, you WILL be showing up at EVERY arthur treacher's grand opening ON TIME from now on. do i make myself clear?!" "yes...sir..."
"HOO-AH! it's ME! the ethnic stereotype every islamic nation can hate mail disney about!"
"you FOOL! obviously I am this movie's ethnic stereotype. HOO-AH!"
"oh would you two keep it DOWN. anyway, eisner's out. pixar's in. hating on disney's not in vogue like it used to be."
"PIRATE FLAG PR0N!!" "there's no such fetish. um. is there?" "are YOU going to double-check?" "not from work, i'm not."
"we few...we happy few..."
"EXCUSE ME. i feel TOTALLY ripped off by completely missing the chance to fight the kraken in the last movie. are there any real bad guys here worthy of bringing me back from the dead to fight?!"
MAELSTROM, BITCHES, WOT?!?
"freaking AWESOME!!! i have ALWAYS wanted to try this!"
"sure, barbossa, NO problem. cannons are EASY to retrofit at 45 degree angles. thanks a WHOLE lot."
all i have to say is, if this turns out to be a st. elsewhere ending where it's all been just some kid playing with a ship in a bottle or something this whole time, blood. will. be. spilled.
"i can't BELIEVE i drew the short straw. please TELL me getting to look up the poppet's skirt isn't the greatest thing ever." "dude, shut up, you're distracting me."
even in a period film, they still managed to get keira's legs strategically involved somehow. THANK you, movie.
i don't know what it is. i don't know if they'll market it as a game, or what. but i'm getting one.
snoggage!
the yardarm swordfight is pretty much one of the coolest shots ever. yeah, i squeed. wanna make something of it?
"it's just that they're terribly comfortable. i think everyone will be wearing them in the future."
"what the hell does the last page of the script MEAN, 'to be continued'?!?!?"
"sean penn and madonna in shanghai surp-" "don't even joke about that." "sorry."
get it? it's a metaphor for the bush administration's foreign policy! (sadly, it really kind of is)
"uh...miss swann... some of the men have been complaining, and, well, i'm afraid we're going to have to peace-bond your chin for the duration of the voyage."
"okay, guys, i know i'm just the governor's daughter, but i think we're REALLY off course."
"no, seriously, can we PLEASE pull over and ask for directions?!?" "ahhhhh SHADDUP!"
"see, i TOLD you we shoulda asked for-" "OH SHUT UP!!!"
"wait... maybe i shouldn't go into the light just yet... i sense my services... are still needed."
"okay, gents, don't worry, there won't be any of that frustrating sexual tension dragging down this movie. miss swann came to my quarters last night, and we shagged like crazed weasels until dawn."
"um..." "hm" "nothing personal, cap'n, but that sounds REALLY unlikely." "yeah."
"i thought you said you were alone in a hammock all night." "i WAS, damnit."
"actually, that was me. i thought you were cotton's parrot. my bad."
"eesh."
for the ride completists: of COURSE we were going to sack, pillage, and burn at least one village in the third movie. only unfilmed scene from the ride we really have LEFT, for pete's sake.
"psst! mr. verbinski!!" "yeah?" "we sorta forgot to post-process one of the shots in the trailer. when jack's standing on the yardarm you can see he's not actually on the open ocean." "aw godDAMNit"
"righty then. i think the person in charge this time around should be the prettiest, and that's obviously me."
"actually, the disney channel had a poll, and...what? oh, to HELL with you people."
"i knew i was gonna have to shave to get my old job back, but...damn."
"'let mel gibson guest-direct the second unit photography,' they said. 'SURE,' i said. 'that sounds GREAT...'"
"now that i have you under my control, you WILL be showing up at EVERY arthur treacher's grand opening ON TIME from now on. do i make myself clear?!" "yes...sir..."
"HOO-AH! it's ME! the ethnic stereotype every islamic nation can hate mail disney about!"
"you FOOL! obviously I am this movie's ethnic stereotype. HOO-AH!"
"oh would you two keep it DOWN. anyway, eisner's out. pixar's in. hating on disney's not in vogue like it used to be."
"PIRATE FLAG PR0N!!" "there's no such fetish. um. is there?" "are YOU going to double-check?" "not from work, i'm not."
"we few...we happy few..."
"EXCUSE ME. i feel TOTALLY ripped off by completely missing the chance to fight the kraken in the last movie. are there any real bad guys here worthy of bringing me back from the dead to fight?!"
MAELSTROM, BITCHES, WOT?!?
"freaking AWESOME!!! i have ALWAYS wanted to try this!"
"sure, barbossa, NO problem. cannons are EASY to retrofit at 45 degree angles. thanks a WHOLE lot."
all i have to say is, if this turns out to be a st. elsewhere ending where it's all been just some kid playing with a ship in a bottle or something this whole time, blood. will. be. spilled.
"i can't BELIEVE i drew the short straw. please TELL me getting to look up the poppet's skirt isn't the greatest thing ever." "dude, shut up, you're distracting me."
even in a period film, they still managed to get keira's legs strategically involved somehow. THANK you, movie.
i don't know what it is. i don't know if they'll market it as a game, or what. but i'm getting one.
snoggage!
the yardarm swordfight is pretty much one of the coolest shots ever. yeah, i squeed. wanna make something of it?
"it's just that they're terribly comfortable. i think everyone will be wearing them in the future."
"what the hell does the last page of the script MEAN, 'to be continued'?!?!?"