Cutthroat Island (1995)

Geena Davis: Morgan Adams

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Quotes 

• Dawg Brown : [Morgan, knocked off her feet and backed against a bulkhead, is brandishing a burning stake from the debris]  You plannin' to fight me with that little stick?

  Morgan Adams : No, Uncle. With this!

  [Morgan withdraws a canvas tarpaulin reveals a loaded cannon and lights it, pointing at Dawg] 

  Morgan Adams : Bad Dawg!

• Morgan Adams : [about his sword fighting]  Very pretty Mr. Shaw.

  William Shaw : Thank you, ma'am. I had the good fortune to study with a grand master in Vienna.

  Morgan Adams : Glasspoole!

  Glasspoole : Aye!

  Morgan Adams : [to Shaw]  Now, stop diddling and kill the man.

  William Shaw : Kill him? Bless me, we never got to that.

• Morgan Adams : [to William after he asks her to be charitable]  I brim with charity. I am charity's very soul. And because I am so charitable, I will maroon you on a rock the size of this table, instead of splattering your brains across my bulkhead... as you deserve.

• Morgan Adams : [about the Lieutenant's gun]  By the way, that won't work. See, I took your balls.

• Morgan Adams : They're backwards.

  William Shaw : I assure you ma'am, they're normal in every respect.

• Morgan Adams : Stop your chatter and say something Latin-ish.

• William Shaw : Why don't *you* row?

  Morgan Adams : Why don't you *swim*?

• [first lines] 

  Lieutenant : [Morgan is getting dressed into her pirating capri pants and vest]  You're leaving? But I thought you and I were forever... I want you so badly!

  Glasspoole : [shouts from outside]  Morgan! Morgan!

  Lieutenant : [pulls a pistol on a surprised Morgan; with a heavy accent and over Glasspoole's shouts]  But then... so does the Governor of Port Royal! He will be pleased by the capture of Morgan Adams the PIRATE.

  Morgan Adams : You knew who I was?

  Lieutenant : All along.

  Glasspoole : [scene show Glasspoole waiting with Bowen on their horses]  Morgan! Where are you?

  Morgan Adams : [sternly]  You are heartless, Lieutenant.

  Lieutenant : [apologetically]  My apologies, señorita.

  Morgan Adams : [suddenly smiles; as she puts her belt on]  But... You are right! I thought it more amusing this way. In fact, *I* knew that *You* knew... By the way, that won't work.

  [the lieutenant looks confused. King Charles, Morgan's pet monkey, hands Morgan something; which she reveals to be the lieutenant's pistol's bullets] 

  Morgan Adams : See? I took your balls.

  [She leaves with King Charles; leaving the lieutenant dumbfounded with his empty pistol] 

• Morgan Adams : Give me the map.

  William Shaw : Give me... a kiss first.

• Dawg : [grabs Morgan by the jaw]  Morgan... In sweet memory of you bouncing on my knee as a little girl... I'll give you one chance of me stealing your daddy's piece of the map.

  Morgan Adams : [curtly]  Would you settle to the point of my cutlass?

  Dawg : [chuckles bitterly]  I knew you would say something like that... And we would soon fall into oaths and threats. Why don't cut on the jaw, shall we? I'll give one thing, little niece.

  [William and Bowen notice that a pirate has accidentally uncorked a bottle of gun powder which dribbled on to the ground, making a line as he walks. Dawg meanwhile walks over to the one of the barrels in the corner of the tavern, and with his bare hands, grabs an eel, which hisses menacingly. Dawg takes the hissing eel towards Morgan's face, as a way of torturing her into revealing the maps location] 

  Dawg : [oilly; as he holds the hissing eel in front of Morgan, several inches from her face]  This says it all Morgan... Pain, viciousness, mutilation... all the good things in life, my coat of arms.

  [Dawg laughs wickedly; William tosses a candle to Bowen, who grabs it] 

  Morgan Adams : [about the eel; trying to maintain her composure]  Ugly... slippery and foul smelly... It DOES say it all...

  [snarls] 

  Morgan Adams : And it looks like you!

  Dawg : [smiles malevolently]  Heh, heh... Thank you.

  [Bowen throws the candle on the stream on gunpowder that flared toward where the gunpowder pirate has walked to; just as Morgan is about lose her nerve, the gunpowder's source explodes, distracting Dawg] 

• [last lines] 

  William Shaw : Where to, Morgan?

  Morgan Adams : I told you, Madagascar.

  William Shaw : But that's in Africa.

  Morgan Adams : Then we best get busy. Mr. Trotter, take the crow's nest and watch for the next twelve hours.

  Captain Trotter : Good as done, ma'am.

  Morgan Adams : Mr. Blair, prepare to come about. Steer south to south-east.

  Mr. Blair : Onto your stations, men. Prepare to come about, south to south-east...

  Morgan Adams : And Mr. Shaw, I'd like to see you in my cabin... immediately.

• [after the storm, Morgan wakes up to find herself and her crew holding on to the floating remains of their long boat] 

  Morgan Adams : Glasspoole, are you alright?

  Glasspoole : [breathlessly]  Aye, Morgan.

  Morgan Adams : Bowen?

  Bowen : Yes.

  Morgan Adams : Blair?

  Mr. Blair : Aye. We've lost two of our mates.

  [Morgan bows her head in grief. Glasspoole suddenly sees something in the distance] 

  Glasspoole : [excitedly]  Morgan! LOOK! LOOK!

  [Morgan's crew looks up to see... Cutthroat Island] 

  Morgan Adams : [amazed]  The cliffs of blood... It's Cutthroat! It must be!

  [Glasspoole lets out a whooping scream of joy as Blair and Bowen stare at the island in disbelief. Morgan laughs in relief] 

  Glasspoole : [joyfully relieved]  We are truly blessed!

  Mr. Blair : [shouts in triumph]  We made it, sky!

  [Glasspoole laughs as the other pirates begin to celebrate their success in finding the island] 

  Morgan Adams : We found it!

  Mr. Blair : We made it!

  Morgan Adams : We found it! We made it to Cutthroat Island!

• Morgan Adams : Slave, I'm about to show you something. Reveal it to any other man, and you will wish you were back at Port Royal... with your head on the block and the axe in the air.

  [Morgan reaches deep behind her belt buckle into the top of her breeches] 

  William Shaw : Thank you, but I've seen one before.