Now all that's left is to climb aboard Davy Jones's crocodile machine or whatever it's called. [to crew offscreen] What's the bloody thing called? Flying what..? Dutchman!
I shall help you find the compass if you'll do strange things to my dog. His name is Tim.
Let's put some distance between us and this island and head out to open sea.
Yes to the first and yes to the second but only insofar as we I'll just start that take again shall I?
Good idea.
The charge is conspiring to set free a man convicted of... [sighs]
I can't read my own writing. Crimes, thank you very much.
The charge is conspiring to set free a man legally lawfully I'm sorry I'm slightly confused about what version we're doing. Shall I say it or does Jonathon say it?
It's my line, dear.
Oh, sorry.
That's mine, bitch!
Are you certain? [loud creaking sound]..... [quietly] Sorry.
Why fight when you can negotiate? All one needs- [realizes a dreadlock is stuck in the jar of dirt] [Will cracks up laughing] Help?
There is a female presence on board, sir. All the men have felt her- [rest of the crew crack up laughing] No, they haven't felt her...
Your recolciliatory reacaliotory relalaltrltyyua LA. There, I said it, I feel better for it.
Again! Again!
If you want to brave the weird, and haunted shores at World's End, then... [tries to move, realizes her dress is stuck on a table] I'm stuck, sorry.
