[to Barbossa] Whose boons? Your boons? Utterly deceptive twaddlespeak, says I. [Barbossa questions him] Cuttlefish. Let us not dear friends, forget our dear friends the cuttlefish.[He mumbles to another pirate] Flipping glorious little sausages. Pen them up together and they will devour each other without a single thought. Human nature, isn't it? Or...fish nature. So, yes [Gesturing to Mistress Ching] we could stay here, well provisioned, well armed, and half of us will be dead within a month. Which sounds pretty grim any way you slice it. Or...we could, [Gesturing to Barbossa] as my learned colleague so naively suggests, we can release Calypso and pray she may be merciful...I rather doubt it. Can we pretend that she nothing more than a woman scorned like which fury hell hath no? We cannot! So, I agree with, and I cannot believe the words are coming out of me mouth...Captain Swann. We must fight.
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