Jack Sparrow
Mr. Sparrow! What say you about the condition of this tack line, eh?
Hallucinated Jack Sparrow
[Confused]
...It be proper to my eye, sir.
Jack Sparrow
Proper? It is neither proper nor suitable, it is neither adequate nor acceptable, and is in obvious fact, an abomination.
Hallucinated Jack Sparrow
Begging your pardon sir... but perhaps if you gave a man a second chance.
Jack Sparrow
Shall I? [draws his sword and runs the hallucinated Jack through, whispering in his ear] That's exactly the sort of thinking that got us into this mess.
