Pirates of the Caribbean  Adventureland
Indoor boat ride
down a waterfall into a pirate attack on a Caribbean seaport, filled with music and outstanding special effects....perhaps Disney's best dark ride.

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Perhaps Disney's best dark ride, Pirates of the Caribbean takes you from the idyllic Blue Bayou down a waterfall into a pirate attack on a Caribbean seaport. Filled with music and outstanding special effects, this 1967 classic set a standard for dark rides that remained unmatched for more than three decades.

Adventureland is the home of sandy shores, tropical islands and hidden treasures - which is the perfect environment for every pirate...and indeed, pirates have taken over a small Caribbean fort at the far end of Adventureland: deep within the dungeons of this old Spanish fort, guests are boarding small boats that will take them to an encounter with those buccaneers.
After sailing the Caribbean Sea - and along the shores, where the Blue Lagoon Restaurant is located - guests approach an old fortress, whose purpose was probably to defend a colonial port against fierce pirates. And the first thing you'll see there is a group of not-so-happy buccaneers in their cell. But something seems to be wrong. The fortress is under attack! And before you know it, you're right between the attacking pirate galleon and the troops that defend the small village behind the fortress' walls.
But their fight seems to be lost anyway, because right behind the next corner you're in the middle of this Caribbean port where dozens of pirates are singing and drinking while they're plundering the village.
But that's not the end of story. After a literally explosive climax you will see what becomes of those pirate captains with their eternal greed for treasures...

Pirates of the Caribbean is a true Disney World classic. It has all what makes it into a masterpiece of Imagineering: fantastic sets, a great soundtrack ("Yo Ho - A Pirate's Life for Me" by Xavier F. Atencio and Georges Bruns) and amazingly lifelike audio-animatronic characters, which populate the ride.
This attraction is fun for the whole family and because of its richness in details you will certainly do Pirates of the Caribbean again and again and again and...

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.
(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.....
(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.
(Rebecca Black: Most of the Bombardment scene dialog can be heard in parts
"Horatio Hornblower" with Gregory Peck. Re-recorded, but
the words mostly the same) Thanks Roberta!
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]
Carlos: (As he descends.) No! No! Por favor! No- blub blub blub...
A Third Pirate: Pipe him aloft again matey.
Woman In Window: Be brave Carlos, don't listen to him.
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!

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
(Rebecca Black: 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,
 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! Don't drop it.
"Yo Ho! Yo Ho! A Pirate's Life for Me!"

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