There comes a time when one must take responsibility for one’s mistakes.
Come to negotiate, eh, have you, you slimy git? Look what I got. I got a jar of dirt, I got a jar of dirt, and guess what’s inside it?[to Davy Jones]
Life is cruel. Why should the afterlife be any different?
I love those moments. I like to wave at them as they pass by.[Elizabeth Swann: You and I are alike, and there will come a moment when you have a chance to show it. To do the right thing.]
You long for freedom. You long to do what you want to do because you want it. To act on selfish impulse. You want to see what it’s like. One day, you won’t be able to resist.[to Elizabeth]
You know, these clothes do not flatter you at all. It should be a dress or nothing. I happen to have no dress in my cabin.[to Elizabeth]
Why fight when you can negotiate? All one needs is the proper leverage.
One soul is not equal to another.
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Governor Swann, still. Do you think I wear this wig to keep my head warm?
Why is the rum always gone? [stands up and staggers drunkenly] Oh. That’s why.
My tremendous intuitive sense of the female creature informs me that you are troubled.[to Elizabeth]
It’s funny what a man will do to forestall his final judgment.
