Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest2006

Davy Jones:
Yew have a debt to pay. Ye've been Captain of the Black Pearl fer thirteen years. That was our agreement.

Jack:
Technically, I was only captain for two years, then I was viciously mutinied upon.

Davy Jones:
Then ye were a poor captain, but a captain nonetheless! Have ye not introduced yerself all these years as Captain Jack Sparrow? [his crew laughs]

Jack:
[referring to Will] You have my payment. One soul to serve on your ship is already over there.

Davy Jones:
One soul is not equal to another.

Jack:
Aha! So we've established my proposal is sound in principle, now we're just haggling over price.

Davy Jones:
Price?

Jack:
Just how many souls do you think my soul is worth?

[Jones considers this, then smirks]

Davy Jones:
One hundred souls, three days.

Jack:
You're a diamond, mate. Send me back the boy, I'll get started right off. [Maccus blocks his way]

Davy Jones:
I keep the boy. A good-faith payment. That leaves ye only ninety-nine more to go [laughs]

Jack:
Have you not met Will Turner? He's noble, heroic, terrific soprano. Worth at least four... maybe three and a half. And did I happen to mention... he's in love? [Jones pauses] 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?

[Jones considers this, then hardens his expression]

Davy Jones:
I keep the boy, ninety-nine souls! But I wonder, Sparrow, can ye live with that? Can yew condemn an innocent man, a friend, to a lifetime of servitude in yer name- while ye roam free?

Jack:
[thinks for a second, then grins] Yep. I'm good with it! Shall we sign it in blood... or, uh, ink? [Jones grabs Jack's marked hand with his tentacled hand, covering it in slime]

Davy Jones:
[removes Jack's Black Spot] Three days.

[Davy Jones and his crew disappear]

Jack:
Oh, Mr. Gibbs.

Gibbs:
Aye.

Jack:
Uh, I feel sullied and unusual.

Gibbs:
And how do you intend to harvest these 99 souls in three days?

Jack:
Fortunately, he was mum as to the condition in which these souls need be.

Gibbs:
Ah...Tortuga.

Jack:
[wipes his slimed hand on Gibbs' vest] Tortuga.