Barbossa: It was the first court what imprisoned Calypso, and we will be the ones to set her free, and in her gratitude she will see fit to grant us boons.
Jack Sparrow: Whose boons? Your boons? Utterly deceptive twaddlespeak, says I.
Barbossa: If ye have a better alternative, please... share.
Jack : [pause] ...Cuttlefish. [Barbossa gives him a confused look] Eh? Let us not, dear friends, forget our dear friends, the cuttlefish. Flipping glorious little sausages. Pen 'em up together, and they will devour each other without a second thought. Human nature, isn't it? Or... or, fish nature. So yes, we could stay here well-supplied and well-armed, and half of us would be dead within the month. Which seems rather grim to me, anyway you slice it. Or... ah... as my learned colleague so naively suggests, we can release Calypso, and we can pray that she will be merciful. (I rather doubt it.) Can we in fact pretend that she is anything but a woman scorned like which fury hell hath no? We cannot. Res ipsa loquitur, tabula in naufragio, we are left but with one option- I agree with, and I cannot believe the words are coming out of me mouth... Captain Swann. We must fight.
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