[To shivering sailor while lighting pipe]

Do you fear death? Do you fear that dark abyss? All your deeds laid bare, all your sins punished? [Shivering sailor nods.] I can offer you an escape.

Don't listen to him. [Holding a small cross in his hands]

[examines Other Dying Sailor, puffing on pipe]

Do you not...fear death?

I'll take my chances, sir.

To the depths!

[Jones' crewman slits the sailor's throat and dumps him overboard.]

Cruel blackguard!

Life is cruel! Why should the afterlife be any different? I offer you a choice. Join my crew and postpone that final judgement. One hundred years before the mast. Will ye serve?

I-I will serve.

[guttural]

There! [notices Will for the first time.] You are neither dead nor dying. What is your purpose here?

[mutters.]

Jack Sparrow sent me to settle his debt.

[leans forward, surprised]

What is your purpose here?

Jack Sparrow..? Sent me to settle his debt?

[chuckling]

Did he, now? I'm sorely tempted to accept that offer!