[Sailing through Davy Jone's Locker, Pintel and Ragetti watch dead souls float by in the water]

Eerie! That's downright ma-cab-re! [pronounced phonetically]

[nods]

I wonder what would happen if you dropped a cannonball on one of 'em.

[Both chuckle, run off, and come back carrying cannonballs. Tia Dalma stops them with an angry look on her face.] [dropping the cannonball]

Be disrespectful, it would...