The Crimson Pirate
1952
Vallo: Why did you bolt your cabin door last night? Consuelo: If you knew it was bolted you must have tried it. If you tried it, you know why it was bolted.
Vallo: (narrating) Remember, in a pirate ship, in pirate waters, in a pirate world, ask no questions. Believe only what you see. No, believe half of what you see.
Vallo: You've sold me Humble Bellows - and to a king's flunky! Humble Bellows: Aye. 'Tis my modest opinion that no man can fly pirate colors who's not willing to sell his friend, his sweetheart, or his mother. Baron Jose Gruda: Well spoken, Mr Bellows. Vallo: Foul spoken it is, Humble Bellows. You've turned your hand against your captain's back. Yellow was never a pirate's colour. Slimy: Nor rescuing a fair maiden a pirate caper.
Vallo: Gather round, lads and lasses, gather round.
Baron Jose Gruda: Bored? La Signorita: If only there were something to break the monotony of this voyage. Vallo: (drops in) Hands aloft, please.
Baron Jose Gruda: You may be over-confident, Captain Vallo. There are 200 of the King's marines aboard this vessel. Vallo: And only 20 pirates. That puts the odds slightly in my favour. Better surrender the ship.
Humble Bellows: Meantime, we got regular pirate business to settle. We got the plank, the culprit and the verdict. All we need's a trial, an execution and a sentence. Slimy: He's guilty! Humble Bellows: So much for the trial. Now for execution.
Humble Bellows: There goes a good pirate, Stub Ear, to sell his wares like a fish peddler. Meaning no disrespect to the skipper, of course. Stub Ear: And us, with a price on our heads, hove to in one of His Majesty's ports like sitting ducks. Poison Paul: But if the skipper pulls us through again, we'll be the ducks what laid the golden eggs. Humble Bellows: Ye be thinking of geese, if you'll pardon the correction, Poison Paul. Geese... on a wild goose chase.
Pablo Murphy: This one (indicates Ojo) can't talk and this one (points at Vallo) can't keep quiet.
rebel: You killed Baron Gruda? Vallo: If I did a thing like that, you wouldn't need the guns I want to sell you. I'm a pirate, mate, not a dog killer!
Humble Bellows: Be that bit of fluff El Libre? Vallo: That's the bit of fluff that's taking us to him.
Consuelo: You are a fighter. Fight with us. Fight for something decent. Vallo: Not I. All my life I've watched injustice and dishonesty fly the flag of decency. I don't trust it.
Humble Bellows: Thou hast a generous choice: the gallows, or the sea. Prof. Prudence: (walks to Vallo) If it won't crowd you? Vallo: I'd rather you weren't coming, but I don't want to seem inhospitable.