Crewmember: Me have one arm and a bum leg.
Gibbs: It's the crow's nest for you.
Guard: Mr. Swann...
Governor Weatherby Swann: *Governor* Swann, still. Do you think I wear this wig to keep my head warm?
Jack Sparrow: Ah! A heading. Set sail in a... uh... a general... that way! direction.
Jack Sparrow: We are very much alike, you and I, I and you... us.
Elizabeth Swann: Oh. Except for a sense of honor and decency and a moral center. And personal hygiene.
Jack Sparrow: [sniffs his armpit and looks back] Trifles.
Mr. Mercer: The last of our ships is returned.
Lord Cutler Beckett: Is there any news on the chest?
Mr. Mercer: None. But one of the ships did pick up a man adrift at sea.
[drops the Letters of Marque on the desk]
Mr. Mercer: He had these.
[Beckett opens the letter to look at it before looking up
at Norrington]
Norrington: I took the liberty of filling in my name.
Lord Cutler Beckett: If you intend to claim these, then you must have something to trade. Do you have the Compass?
Norrington: [shakes his head] Better.
[tosses a bag onto Beckett's desk]
Norrington: The heart of Davey Jones.
Gibbs: [while recruiting in Tortuga] And what's *your* story?
Norrington: My story? It's exactly the same as your story, just one chapter behind. I chased a man across the seven seas. The pursuit cost me my crew... my commission... and my life.
[he swigs some rum]
Gibbs: [a pause, as it dawns on him] ... Commodore?
Norrington: [suddenly angry] No, not anymore, weren't you *listening*?
Gibbs: [Jack's hat is tossed overboard by the monkey while the Black Pearl is fleeing the Kraken] Jack's hat!
[the crew gathers at the rail]
Gibbs: Clear about!
Jack Sparrow: No, no! Leave it!
[the whole crew stares at him incredulously]
Jack Sparrow: Run!
[he runs away]
Gibbs: [he looks at the crew] Back to yer stations, the lot o' ye!
[he finds Jack hiding underneath the stairs]
Gibbs: Jack?
Jack Sparrow: Shhh.
Gibbs: For the love of Mother and Child, Jack, what's coming after us?
Jack Sparrow: [short pause] Nothing.
Ragetti: [studies his upside-down Bible intently, then looks up] Well, I say it was Divine Providence what escaped us from jail.
Pintel: And *I* say it was me bein' clever.
[turns to the dog with the keys]
Pintel: Ain't that right, Poochie?
Ragetti: Well, how'd you know it weren't Divine Providence what
inspired you to *be* clever?
Tia Dalma: You have a touch of destiny about you, William Turner.
Will Turner: You know me?
Tia Dalma: You want to know me.
Jack Sparrow: There'll be no knowing here! We've come for help and were not leaving without it.
[to Tia]
Jack Sparrow: I thought I knew you...
Jack Sparrow: No worries! Tia Dalma and I go way back... thick as thieves, nigh inseparable we are... were... have been... before...
Gibbs: I'll watch yer back.
Jack Sparrow: It's me front I'm worried about.
Gibbs: [to Will] Mind the boat.
Will Turner: [to Ragetti] Mind the boat.
Ragetti: [to Pintel] Mind the boat.
Pintel: [to Marty] Mind the boat.
Marty: [to Cotton's parrot] Mind the boat.
Cotton's Parrot: [to Cotton] Mind the boat.
[It flies off, leaving Cotton to pout and sit back down in the boat]