Davy
Ah. Love. A dreadful bond. And yet, so easily severed. Tell me, William Turner, [Jones stands directly over Will, sword poised to strike (ironically with the very sword Will forged for James Norrington before Davy killed him)] d'ya fear death?
Jack
Do you? (holding Jones' Heart poised to stab) Heavy tonic, holding life and death in the palm of one's hands..
Davy
You're a CRUEL man, Jack Sparrow!
Jack
Cruel is a matter of perspective.
Davy
Is it? (stabs Will; Jack's face turns from smugness to shock as he can't decide what to do)

