"Dead men tell no tales..." "Ah, but they do tell tales. So says I, Davy Jones." "Dead men tell no tales..." "If ye be brave or fool enough to face a pirates curse, proceed." "Dead men tell no tales..." "Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Aye, tales there be a plenty in this cursed place..."
"When next you sail, we'll meet again...Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! Ha! So it seems dead men do tell tales, don't they? Ha! Ha! Ha! We will meet again, when next you sail...so says I, Davy Jones. You may not survive to pass this way again...Ha! Ha! Ha! When next you sail, you'll sail with Davy Jones...and none shall escape. Ha! Ha! The sea awaits your return, and so does Davy Jones. Ha! Ha! When next you sail, Davy Jones awaits. Ha! Ha!"
"I'll see you to Davy Jones...Jones. Fire! [cannon fires at Jack] Apparently, I should've been more specific. Consider that a warning!" "Fire at will!" "Will?! Where are you, young William. Show yourself!"
"Do not toy with me, Sparrow. Hand over the watch." "Pardon me, Mister Jones...mind if I call you Davy? Thank you kindly. What in the Seven Seas could you possibly want this piece of pawnshop trash for?" "Trash? The only trash I see here are two little boys lost at sea and a pathetic excuse for a seaworthy vessel!"
"Another Code-breaker? In Shipwreck Cove?" "Aye. That one sent me the one you call Tommy, two nights ago." "What is his name, Captain Jones?" "He is not present. If he were, I could tell you his name. I know only the ship he sails, when he sends me dead. A fine brigantine."
"Go on, Sparrow. What is it you want?" "Well, that will take a little while to enumerate, but I've got it all worked out. Do you mind if I sit down? I've had rather a rough day, all things considered..."
"He couldn't literally put his heart in a chest…could he?" "It was not worth feeling what small, fleeting joy life brings…And so, him carve out him heart, lock it away in a chest, and hide the chest from the world."
"But I wonder, Sparrow. Can you live with this? Can you condemn an innocent man, a friend, to a lifetime of servitude in your name while you roam free?" "…Yep, I'm good with it. Should we seal it in blood—I mean, er, ink? Three days."
"They should be in de care of Davy Jones. That was the duty him was charged wid, by the goddess, Calypso. To ferry those who die at sea to de other side. And every ten years, him could come ashore…to be with she who love him…truly. But the man has become a monster." "So he wasn't always…tentacle-y?" "No. Him was a man, once."
"Come to join my crew again, Master Turner?" "Not yours. His.""
―Davy Jones and Will Turner (referring to Beckett)[src]
"Ten years I devoted to the duty you charged me. Ten years I looked after those who died at sea. And finally, when we could be together again…you weren't there! Why weren't you there?" "It's my nature. Would you love me if I was anything but what I am?" "I do not love you."
"Ah. Love. A dreadful bond. And yet, so easily severed. Tell me, William Turner. Do you fear death?" "Do you? Heady tonic, holding life and death in the palm of one's hand." "You're a cruel man, Jack Sparrow." "Cruel is a matter of perspective." "Is it?"
"For ten long years now, I have done my duty as captain and ferried the souls of men to the 'other side' in the holds of the Dutchman. And this charge I gladly accepted from my beloved Calypso. For my devotion the goddess promised a day, a single day we would be together. But I have been betrayed! I waited just as she instructed. I waited there on the beach, from sunrise to sunset; but I waited in vain! She misused me! Treated me as a subject... not her lover. Her betrayal made my heart a bitter companion, but the sea has embraced me and given me the knowledge of her Seven Seas I so desperately desired. You see, there is a book, The Journal of the Ancient Seas; it and you, its guardian, the foul and fearsome Kraken, are mine to command. The book holds many secrets and between its barnacled covers it has revealed to me my course to vengeance. As much as she bound me to the seas, I swear, the unfeeling Calypso will be bound and captured to wander the land powerless in human form! The course I must sail points me to hunt down the objects of power that lay scattered across the seas and make the loyalty of the Pirate Lords fast to me. With you my pet, I will force them all to do as I wish!"
"The Dutchman's set sail to the South in search of the Pirate Lord of the Atlantic. She will be the first of the ones I use to help bind Calypso. I dare not trust the accord of a pirate, so I shall make my own accord: In exchange for the pirate's help, she can keep her miserable life."
"Jack Sparrow's reprieve is ended. Your son was fortunate enough to find a ship and yet, not so fortunate as to find land." [laughs] "Oh, please. Will shouldn't be punished on the account of Jack Sparrow. It's Jack you want." "What makes you believe it's your son that's being punished here?" "...No...No!"
"Stay back! I will kill you." "Are you prepared for what comes after? When I carved that traitorous vessel from my body, I cast upon it a terrible geis. If you stab my heart, yours must take its place. The crew are not bound to me. They are bound to the Dutchman. And the Dutchman must have a captain. Will ye serve?"