Lord Cutler Beckett: Every man has a price he will willingly accept, even for what he hoped never to sell.
Elizabeth Swann: You'll have the chance to do something... something courageous. And when you do, you'll discover something. That you're a good man.
Gibbs: Come on, lads! Lift it like a lady's skirt!
Captain Bellamy: [he sees that the quartermaster and the bursar are arguing over a dress] If you both fancy the dress, you'll just have to share, and wear it one after the other.
Burser: It's not like that, sir. The ship is haunted.
Wyvern: [telling Will what to do] Open the chest with the key, and stab the heart. No-no-no-no. Don't stab the heart. The Dutchman needs a living heart, or there'll be no captain. And if there's no captain, there's no one to have the key.
Gibbs: Captain, I think the crew, meaning me as well, were expecting something a bit more... shiny. What with the Isle de Muerta going all pear-shaped, reclaimed by the sea and the treasure with it.
Leech: And the Royal Navy chasing us all around the Atlantic.
Marty: And the hurricane.
Burser: Oh, Mother Carey's chickens! What happened?
Will Turner: Lord Beckett, in the category of questions not answered...
Elizabeth Swann: We are under the jurisdiction of the King's Governor of Port Royal, and you *will* tell us what we are charged with!
Davy Jones: Life is cruel! Why should the afterlife be any different?
Will Turner: Keep a weather eye on the horizon.
Marty: Do we have a heading?
Jack Sparrow: Ah! A heading! Set sail in a general...
[points around vaguely]
Jack Sparrow: *That* way direction.
[repeated line]
Pintel: You're pulling too hard.
Ragetti: You're not pulling hard enough.
[seeing Jack rowing away from the Pearl]
Elizabeth Swann: Oh, you coward.
[as the Kraken prepares to attack]
Marty: Not good!
Mr. Mercer: So tell me, what become of my ship?
'Bootstrap' Bill Turner: The die is cast. I bid three twos.
