"Jack! Not again! Honestly! Can you not control yourself, man!"
"My apologies boy, but a pirate always follows his gut, and my gut was telling me to do it. If a pirate ignores those feelings, he'll probably end up dead by morning."
"It is morning, Jack."
"And I'm alive! Because I followed my gut instinct. Very good lesson to be learnt there, lad. You should do well to follow it."
"And you should to well to exercise more self control, you
damn beaten pirate!"
"Ah, but don't forget, I have plenty. Why, it takes all of my self-control not to throw you down where you stand and ravish you until you can't move. And, don't forget, you are a pirate, too, love."
"You do have a point there, but as it stands…"
"I'm right, your not right, but to make you right I'll bring you back to my cabin and we shall have a bit of fun, shall we?"
"Oh, honestly, Jack…"
"You know I'm right, boy. Now, come on, before I make good on the voice that tells me to not wait until we are in the privacy of my cabin."
As Jack carried Will onboard the Black Pearl, all of Tortuga's bars were burning to the ground, devoid of any rum.