============================================================================ The following is a effort by David Tomita and Don Bertino to document the attractions at Disneyland - the Original (tm). These descriptions where taken out the handout available from Disneyland called "Disneyland Park - Description Book for Guests with Hearing Impairments" As each attraction is typed in, it will be posted and stored at ftp.calweb.com /users/b/bertino or http://www.calweb.com/~bertino Any comments/additions/corrections would be welcomed. =========================================================================== PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN As the theme songs says, "Yo Ho, Yo Ho...a pirates life for me!" And that's exactly what you'll experience in Pirates of the Caribbean -- gunshots, cannon blasts, explosions and all. Amid glimmering fireflies that the evening croaking of bullfrogs, daring adventures board their boats at LaFitte's Landing, and are at once afloat in the heart of bayou country. Once past several rickety houseboats, the soft strumming of a banjo melody can be heard over the peaceful symphony of nature. But, then a more chilling sound becomes audible: the thundering of a waterfall, and the frightening echo of, "Dead men tell no tales!". After a hair-raising plunge into the depths of an underground grotto, guests behold the skeletal remains of an unfortunate band of pirates, guarding their loot and treasure with macabre delight. Suddenly, cannon balls whistle overhead and explosions throw water into the air -- a fierce battle between a marauding pirate galleon and a Caribbean fortress is in full swing! The village beyond is overrun with sinister pirates, looking for treasures to steal, wenches to auction, and rum to drink. Carefree, tipsy pirates succeed in ravaging the town and setting it aflame, filling the night air with an orange glow, while a rollicking tune echoes over the rooftops: We pillage, plunder, we rifle and loot, drink up me 'arties, Yo Ho, We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot, drink up me 'arties, Yo Ho, We extort and pilfer, we filch and sack, drink up, me 'arties, Yo Ho, Maraud and embezzle and even highjack, drink up me 'arties, Yo Ho, Yo Ho, Yo Ho, A Pirate's Life for Me. We kindle and char and inflame and ignite, drink up me 'arties, Yo Ho, We burn up the city we're really a fright, drink up me 'arties, Yo Ho, We're rascals and scoundrels, we're villains and knaves, drink up me 'arites, Yo Ho, We're devils and blacksheep, we're really bad eggs, drink up me 'arites, Yo Ho, We're beggars and blighters and ne'er do well cads, drink up me 'arties, Yo Ho, Aye, but we're loved by our mommies 'n dads, drink up me 'arties, Yo Ho, Yo Ho, Yo Ho, A Pirate's Life For Me. Your boat then takes you through a jail, where imprisoned pirates are doing their best to escape. There are sound of popping and crackling wood, and an orange and red glow can be seen all around. This can mean only one thing -- the pirates have set fire to the town! Timbers are smoldering and cracking overhead as you sail through a storage room filled with gun powder, cannon balls and whiskey-filled, gun-shooting pirates. The final shoot-out between the inebriated crew and captain of the pirate ship in a flaming ammunition warehouse threatens to demolish the entire village at any second! Somehow, you manage to slip by, undetected, and return to the sleepy bayou where you started your journey. ============================================================================ The following is a effort by David Tomita and Don Bertino to document the attractions at Disneyland - the Original (tm). Many, many thanks to both: Dan for their corrections in this script! As each attraction is typed in, it will be posted and stored at ftp.calweb.com /users/b/bertino or http://www.calweb.com/~bertino Any comments/additions/corrections would be welcomed. =========================================================================== PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN (Skull talking above first falls) Psst! Avast there! It be too late to alter course, mateys, and there be plundering pirates lurking in every cove, waitin' to board. Sit closer together and keep yer ruddy hands inboard! That be the best way to repel boarders. And mark well me words, mateys, Dead men tell no tales! Heh heh heh... Ye come seeking adventure and salty old pirates, aye? Sure you've come to the proper place. But keep a weather eye open, mates - and hold on tight, with both hands, if you please! There be squalls ahead, and Davy Jones waiting for them what don't obey! heh heh heh..... **************************************************************************** We pillage, plunder, we rifle and loot, drink up me 'arties, Yo Ho, We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot, drink up me 'arties, Yo Ho, We extort and pilfer, we filch and sack, drink up, me 'arties, Yo Ho, Maraud and embezzle and even highjack, drink up me 'arties, Yo Ho, Yo Ho, Yo Ho, A Pirate's Life for Me. We kindle and char and inflame and ignite, drink up me 'arties, Yo Ho, We burn up the city we're really a fright, drink up me 'arties, Yo Ho, We're rascals and scoundrels, we're villains and knaves, drink up me 'arites, Yo Ho, We're devils and blacksheep, we're really bad eggs, drink up me 'arites, Yo Ho, We're beggars and blighters and ne'er do well cads, drink up me 'arties, Yo Ho, Aye, but we're loved by our mommies 'n dads, drink up me 'arties, Yo Ho, Yo Ho, Yo Ho, A Pirate's Life For Me. Dead men tell no tales, tales, tales, tales. Dead men tell no tales, tales, tales, tales. Dead men tell no tales, tales, tales, tales. (Forboding Pirate's Voice) No fear have ye of evil curses, sez you? Ahhh... properly warned ye be, sez I ... Who know's when that evil curse will strike the greedy beholders of this bewitched treasure. Dead men tell no tales, tales, tales, tales. Dead men tell no tales, tales, tales, tales. Dead men tell no tales, tales, tales, tales. (Old Pirate's Voice) Perhaps you knows too much, Ye've seen the cursed treasure. Ya know where it be hidden. Now procede at your own risk. These be the last friendly words ye'll hear. You may not survive to pass this way again! Dead men tell no tales, tales, tales, tales. Dead men tell no tales, tales, tales, tales. Dead men tell no tales, tales, tales, tales. **************************************************************************** ( Most of the Bombardment scene dialog can be heard in parts "Horatio Hornblower" with Gregory Peck. Re-recorded, but the words mostly the same) Pirate On Ship: (To his crew.) "Two shot holes, Captain... One clean through the mizzen mast!" Cut the ruddy wreckage away, Stand by as your guns bear... Surrender, you lilly livered lubbers!... Another broadside and you'll go down with the tide... Give it to 'um again lads, Ey, that will show the bilge rats... Avast you scuvy scum, run up your white flag, very well then, give'm a broadside. Pound them lads, pound them!... "Two men down on number #4 gun" Take them below. Clear the decks lads... Hike your colors, you bloomin' coachroches... By thunder, we'll see you to Davey Jones... They needs persuaion, mates... fire at will!... (Defenders in Fort) Take that you greego peegs! ... we're going to seenk your steenking sheep! **************************************************************************** Pirate: Pipe the lubber aloft, matey. Pirate: Speak up you bilge rat! Where be the treasure? Woman In Window: Do not tell heem! Carlos! Nononono.... [Shot and scream] [Laughter] Carlos: (As he descends.) No! No! Por favor! No- blub blub blub... [Laughter] A Third Pirate: Pipe him aloft again matey. Woman In Window: Be brave Carlos, don't listen to him. [Shot] [Laughter] Another Pirate: Scuttle the old cockroach! A Third Pirate: By gum, he'll talk! Or do a fine dance at rope's end. Be that clear Senior? Woman In Window: Don't tell him! Don't be chicken! [Shot] [Laughter] Carlos: I am not chicken! I will not talk- blub blub blub. **************************************************************************** Auctioneer Pirate: Weight anchor now, ya swabbies! What be I offered for this winsome wench? Stout hearted, and corn fed she be.... Pirate: Hey, are you selling her by the pound?! Auctioneer Pirate: Shift your cargo deary. Show 'em your larboard side. Second Pirate: We wants the red head! Auctioneer Pirate: Belay that you focsal swab! Third Pirate: Oy! The red head! Crowd: We wants the red head! We wants the red head! We wants the red head! Assist. Auctioneer Pirate: Avast there!! [Shoot's gun] Auctioneer Pirate: And now you bilge rats... do I hear six? Who makes it six? Drunk Pirate: Six it be! Six bottles of rum! Auctioneer Pirate: I'm not spunging for rum! It be gold I'm after! Auctioneer Pirate: Strike your colors you brazen wench! No need to expose your superstructure! Drunk Pirate: Pipe the redhead aboard, come on now.... Crowd: We wants the red head! Pirate With Gun: Quiet you scum! **************************************************************************** Dapper Pirate: Ah, shiver me soul. It's dead wore out, I be. A mite too fast these light-footed wenches be for the likes of an old schweg-bellied pirates such as I! Now where be that fascinatin' little old tresure, aye? Heave-to, mateys! Say, Have you set your eyes on the bewitched maiden in your travels? Oh she be a lively lassie she were. Oh, I tell you true... it's alright be to hoist me colors on the likes of that shy little wench! Uh ha, uh ha, uh ha ha ha, uh ha. Favor - keep a weathered eye open, mateys,I be willin' to share, I be! Ha uh ha! **************************************************************************** Pirate with Bottle: Here, kitty, kitty, kitty! Have a little spot rum with old Bill, eh? Heh, heh, heh. Come on now, be a nice little pussy cat! (Laughs/coughs) Oh, you be a feisty one, you be! **************************************************************************** ( The pirates got locked up somehow in jail. Also Pirates speak Cockney English, Villagers speak Spanish) Cooing Pirate: How's about a nice juicy bone, 'eh? Here here doggy. Psst psst. Come on now. Here you go deary. Have a nice bone, 'eh? I say grab his ears! Here! Give us the keys, ya screwy little beast! The mangy mut! Hit him with a soup bone! (?) ...hold it higher. Higher, I said! Higher! Here, doggy! Here, here! Nice doggy! Grab his tail! Go on, grab it! Belay that talk! We wants the keys, not the mut, ya swab! Can't ya reach any further, ya stub-wing bilge rat?!? Here ya go, dearie. C'mon, have a nice bone, aye? That's a good lad! C'mon now! Don't scare him! Steady now! St- steady! Here, that's it! Slip the cable over his ruddy neck! Avast there, Rover! It's us what needs yer ruddy help - not them blasted lubbers! Oh, that blasted, pocket-pickin' pirate! Here ya be, Spot - how's about a nice, juicy bone? Over here, Spot - (bring/put) it over here! Blasted, black-hearted Cur! Here! Give us the keys, ya screwy little beast! Now easy boy! 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