Shoot him, then cut out his tongue, then shoot his tongue! And trim that scraggly beard.
If you lock away your heart you've truly lost, mate
Gentlemen, I wash my hands of this weirdness.
Think like the whelp, think like the whelp, think like the whelp...
This is a dinghy, not my vessel. My vessel is magnificent, and fierce, and huge-ish, and... gone.
Voting for King of the Brethren court] ...Elizabeth Swann. [crowd gasps] I know, curious, isn't it?
Once is more than enough
No, the world's the same... There's just less in it.
Can't spot it. It must be a tiny thing hiding behind the Pearl.
I much prefer rum. Rum is good.
And that was without even a single drop of rum.
Send this pestilent, traitorous, cow-hearted, yeasty codpiece to the brig.
This is politics.
Elizabeth! Are you dead? I think I am
I found out if you stabbed the heart you must take its place. Silly thing to die for
I'll give your love to your mother, then, shall I?
The Dutchman is under my command.
The Admiral's Dead! To the captain's cabin!
You are not my captain!
Right this way, Mrs. Fish.
Calypso, I release you from your human bonds.
There must be a good reason for our suffering.
I knew there was a good reason.