Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest

— You have a debt to pay. You've been captain of the Black Pearl for 13 years. That was our agreement.
— Technically I was only captain for two years, then I was mutinied upon.
— Then you were a poor captain, but a captain nonetheless. Have you not introduced yourself all these years as Captain Jack Sparrow?
— You have my payment. One soul to serve on your ship.
— One soul is not equal to another.
— We've established my proposal is sound in principle. Now we're haggling over price.

— So what purpose would be served in finding whatever need be unlocked, which we don't have, without first having found the key what unlocks it?
— So we're going after this key.
— You're not making any sense at all.

And to what do I owe the pleasure of your carbuncle?

— We are very much alike, you and l. I and you. Us.
— Except for a sense of honour and decency and a moral centre. And personal hygiene.

It's funny what a man will do to forestall his final judgment.

— The boy's not here. He must have been claimed by the sea.
— I am the sea.

— Let's get away from this island and head out to open sea.
— Yes to the first. Yes to the second, but only insofar as we keep to the shallows.
— That seems a bit contradictory, Captain.
— I have faith in your reconciliatory navigational skills.

Have you not met Will Turner? He's noble, heroic, a terrific soprano. Worth at least four. Maybe three and a half. And did I happen to mention he's in love? With a girl. Due to be married. Betrothed. Dividing him from her and her from him would only be half as cruel as actually allowing them to be joined in holy matrimony. Eh?

Every man has a price he will willingly accept. Even for what he hoped never to sell.

— Abandon ship. Into the longboat.
— Jack. The Pearl.
— She's only a ship, mate.

— Lord Beckett desires the content of that chest. I deliver it, I get my life back.
— The dark side of ambition.
— I prefer to see it as the promise of redemption.

Do you fear death? Do you fear that dark abyss? All your deeds laid bare. All your sins punished.

— That's the Flying Dutchman? She doesn't look like much.
— Neither do you. Do not underestimate her.