[Jack is being dragged through prison, then notices a familiar pirate in their cell, singing]

Hold on, stop. Dad? [the pirate stops singing and turns to face Jack] Uncle Jack!

Jackie, boy! How is it going?

Can't complain, really. You?

I've been waiting all morning in here for a beating. But the service is terrible.

Shameful.

[Uncle Jack steps closer to the cell bars and signals to the guards to let Jack go. They do, and Jack approaches him]

The oceans have turned to blood. Best to stay on dry land, where it's safe.

I'm about to be executed on dry land.

Good point. Did I ever tell you about the one with the skeleton?

Yes, you have, many times–

A skeleton goes into a bar, and orders a beer and a mop!

...Funny as ever.

Come on, let's go. [the guards pull Jack away]

Oh, if they disembowel you, ask for Victor. He's got the softest hands!

Thank you!

And mention my name, he won't cut your feet off!