Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End

My vessel is magnificent and fierce and huge-ish... and gone.

And that was without even a single drop of rum.

For what we want most there is a cost must be paid in the end.

— Look alive and keep a weather eye. Not for nought it's called Shipwreck Island where lies Shipwreck Cove and the Town of Shipwreck.
— You heard him! Step lively!
— You know, for all that pirates are clever cogs, we are an unimaginative lot — when it comes to naming things.
— Right.
— I once sailed with a geezer, lost both of his arms, part of his eye.
— What'd you call him?
— Larry.

He needs the Pearl. Captain Turner needs the Pearl. And you felt guilty. And you and your Brethren Court. Did no one come to save me just because they missed me?

— And you can accomplish all this, can you?
— You may kill me, but you may never insult me. Who am I?... I'm Captain Jack Sparrow.

— Those aren't pieces of eight. They're just pieces of junk.
— Aye. The original plan was to use nine pieces of eight to bind Calypso, but when the first court met, the brethren were to a one skint broke.
— So change the name.
— What? To «nine pieces of whatever we happen to have in our pockets at the time»? Oh, yes, that sounds very pirate-y.

— Where do your allegiances lie?
— With the highest bidder.
— I have a ship.
— That makes you the highest bidder.
— Good man.

Gentlemen, I wash my hands of this weirdness.

Our destinies have been entwined, Elizabeth, but never joined.

— Mr. Gibbs, any particular reason why my ship is gone?
— The ship? We're on the ship... Jack! The ship's gone!
— Really?!

— The Dutchman must have a captain.
— Well, that's even more than less than unhelpful.
— Sail the seas for eternity.
— I love the sea.
— What about port?
— I prefer rum. Rum's good.
— Making port. Where we can get rum and salty wenches once every ten years.
— What did he say'?
— Once every ten years.
— Ten years is a long time, mate.
— Even longer given the deficit of rum.

— Haul the pennant line.
— Haul that pennant line.
— What are you doing?
— What are you doing?
— No, what are you doing?
— Captain gives orders on a ship.
— Yes! The captain of the ship is giving orders.
— My ship, makes me captain.
— They be my charts.
— That makes you «chart-man».

— The song has already been sung. The Brethren Court is called.
— Leave you people alone for a minute, look what happens. Everything's gone to pot.