Pintel is among the cursed crew of the Black Pearl. He is almost always seen with his pirate chum, Ragetti. Ofthe two, he is probably the brighter one... or bright for a pirate, at least.

Like any pirate, he is greedy, angry, and enjoys violence. He takes pleasure in handing out punishments to other or former crew members, and to civillians who happen to cross his path in the wrong place at the wrong time. He will honor the pirate code, but usually only when it's most convenient to him.

Pintel Highlights

Pintel: We know you’re here, Poppet.
Ragetti: Poppet.
Pintel: Come out and we promise we won’t hurt you. We will find you, Poppet. You’ve got something of ours and it calls to us. The gold calls to us.
Ragetti: Gold calls...
Pintel: (finds Elizabeth) ‘Ello, Poppet.

Elizabeth: Parley. I invoke the right of parley. According to the code of the brethren, set down by the pirates Morgan and Bartholomew, you have to take me to your Captain.
Pintel: I know the code.
Elizabeth: If an adversary demands parley you can do them no harm until the parley is complete.
Ragetti: To blazes with the code.
Pintel: She wants to be taken to the Captain. And she’ll go without a fuss. We must honor the code.

Pintel: You'll be dinin' with the captain. And he requests you wear this. (gives her a dress)
Elizabeth: Well, you may tell the captain that I am disinclined to acquiesce to his request.
Pintel: He said you’d say that. He also said if that be the case you'll be dinin' with the crew... and you'll be naked. (she snatches the dress) Fine.

Pintel: Ten years of hoarding swag.
Ragetti: And now we’re finally getting to spend it.
Pintel: Once we’re quit of the curse we’ll be rich men. And you can buy an eye that actually fits and is made of glass.
Ragetti: This one does splinter something terrible.
Pintel: Stop rubbing it!

Koehler: Did it work?
Ragetti: I don’t feel no different.
Pintel: How do we tell? (Barbossa shoots him)
Koehler: You’re not dead.
Pintel: No. He shot me!

Pintel: You! You’re supposed to be dead!
Jack: Am I not? Hmm. Puhluley, puhlulehvoos, parleli, parsmi, pasley, parle, parle...
Ragetti: Parley?
Jack: Parley! That’s the one. Parley! Parley!
Pintel: Parley? Damn to the depths whatever mutiny thought up parley.
Jack: That would be the French.

Pintel: If any of you as much as thinks the word parley, I’ll have your guts for garters.

Will: You knew William Turner?
Pintel: Ol’ Bootstrap Bill... we knew him. Never sat well with Bootstrap what we did to Jack Sparrow, the mutiny and all. He said it wasn’t right with the code, that’s why he sent off a piece of the treasure to you as it were. He said we deserved to be cursed... and remain cursed.
Ragetti: Stupid blighter.
Gibbs: Good man.
Pintel: But as you can imagine that didn’t sit too well with the Captain.
Ragetti: That didn’t sit too well with the Captain, at all. Tell him what Barbossa did.
Pintel: I’m telling the story! So, what the Captain did, he strapped a cannon to Bootstraps’ bootstraps.
Ragetti: Bootstraps’ bootstraps...
Pintel: The last we saw of ol’ Bill Turner , he was sinking to the crushing black oblivion of Davy Jones’ Locker. ‘Course it was only after that we learned we needed his blood to lift the curse.
Ragetti: That’s what you call ironic.

Pintel: No reason to fret, it’s just a prick of the finger and a few drops of blood.
Twigg: No mistakes this time. He’s only half-Turner. We spill it all.
Pintel: Guess there is reason to fret.

Pintel: (to Norrington and his men) Parley?

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