— Jack, I have to ask... You had the chalices, the water, the tear... You could have lived maybe forever.
— The Fountain does test you, Gibbs. But better to not know which moment may be your last. Every morsel of your entire being... alive to the infinite mystery of it all. And who's to say I won't live forever, eh? Discoverer of the Fountain of Youth. I have no say in it, Gibbs. It's a pirate's life for me. Savvy?
— So, the Pearl... Any idea how to get her out?
— We shall need a crossbow, an hourglass, three goats. One of us must learn to play the trumpet whilst the other one goes like this...
— I know a man with a goat.
— Good. I can go like this.
— Now... Before I go just handing them over, I do have one or two conditions.
— Name them.
— Firstly. I'll be having me compass back. No, no, that's secondly. Firstly, upon your word, you will bring no harm to Angelica.
— I'll make no vows to the likes of you, Sparrow. But it costs me nothing to admit... that she was never in harm's way.
— Secondly then, priorly firstly. I will be having me compass back. Please? I do deserve it.
— You are Jack Sparrow?
— There should be a 'Captain' in there somewhere.
— I've heard of you. And you know who I am.
— Face is familiar. Have I threatened you before?
— You are in the presence of George Augustus, Duke of Brunswick-Luneburg Archtreasurer and Prince-elector of the Holy Roman Empire. King of Great Britain and Ireland, and of you.
— Doesn't ring a bell.
Hang on a minute. I just... I just need to understand something. Right, so, you will fight against them, they will fight against you. All on account of him wanting to kill him? Where is the sense?... Exactly. I say, let them fight each other while we lay back, watch, have a drink, place some wagers.
— Friends of yours?
— I may have unintentionally slighted some king or other.
— How can you say I used you?
— You know exactly how.
— I know, but how can you say it?