And this is what you arrived at? Lead Beckett to Shipwreck Cove, gain his trust to accomplish your own ends? It's like you don't know me at all, mate. And how does your dearly beloved feel about this? [nods when Will looks away] Ah... you've not seen fit to tell her.
[Sighs quietly]
...I'm losing her, Jack. Every step I make to my father, is a step away from Elizabeth.
Mate, if you choose to lock your heart away, you lose it for certain. If I may lend a machete to your intellectual thicket, avoid the choice altogether. Change the facts. Let someone else dispatch Jones...
Who? [Looks at Jack, who is smiling] You?
Death has a way of reshuffling one's priorities. I slip aboard the Dutchman, find the heart, stab the beating thing, free your father from his debt, and you are free to be with your charming murderess.
... And you're willing to cut your heart out? Bind yourself to the Dutchman forever?
No, mate. I'm free forever. Free to sail the seas beyond the edges of the map, free from death itself.
[suddenly cunningly sullen]
But you have to do the job, Jack. You have to ferry souls to the next world... or end up like Jones. [Makes a tentacles gesture. Jack cringes and touches his own beard]
I haven't the face for tentacles. But, immortal has to count for something, eh? Oh![Hands Will his magic compass]
What's this for?
Think like me. It will come to you [Walks to Will and breathes his rummy breath at Will. Will staggers back and falls off the Pearl. Jack rolls the last body-tied barrel off the ship next to Will as he sails away] My regards to Davy Jones!
