Where is it I've read that someone condemned to death says or thinks, an hour before his death, that if he had to live on some high rock, on such a narrow ledge that he'd only room to stand, and the ocean, everlasting darkness, everlasting solitude, everlasting tempest around him, if he had to remain standing on a square yard of space all his life, a thousand years, eternity, it were better to live so than to die at once. Only to live, to live and live! Life, whatever it may be!
JONES: The Dutchman sails as its Captain commands. BECKETT: And the Captain is to sail it as commanded. This is no longer your world, Jones. The immaterial has become … immaterial. I would have thought you’d learned that when I ordered you to kill your pet. [Swann steps forward.] SWANN: Did you give those ships opportunity to surrender? JONES: We let them see us. Methinks that opportunity enough. SWANN: My daughter could have been aboard one of them! That alone is cause to exercise restraint! BECKETT: We need prisoners to interrogate. Which works best when they are alive. JONES: I am exterminating pirates. As commanded by the Company. (to Swann) And your daughter is dead. Pulled under with the Black Pearl — by my pet. Did Lord Beckett not tell you that? [Swann is taken aback with shock — then whirls and runs for the cabin. Beckett gives Jones a dark look, follows —]
INT. FLYING DUTCHMAN - CABIN - DAY [The chest is set in place. The key inserted into the lock by Norrington. Who is suddenly pulled around by Swann.] SWANN: Did you know? (Norrington didn’t)Did you know? BECKETT: Governor Swann! [He’s at the doorway, with Jones and Mercer behind him. Swann pushes Norrington away, draws one of the marine’s bayonets from its sheath, holds it as if to fend off an attack. Norrington grabs Swann, restraining him.] BECKETT (CONT’D): (to the marines) Out. Everyone. [A nod from Norrington, and they obey.] BECKETT (CONT’D): Governor Swann, believe me … I only sought to spare you from the pain — SWANN: You only sought to use my political connections to further your own cause! The worst pirate that ever sailed has more honor than you. Even JackSparrow had honor. BECKETT: Jack Sparrow is no more. And was never more than selfish desire cloaked in romantic fictions. A legend we’re well rid of. NORRINGTON: (to Swann, trying to catch up) You knew Sparrow was dead. SWANN: Not him. Elizabeth! Elizabeth is dead. [Norrington is shocked, numbed. Swann pulls away from him, throws open the chest — Inside is the BEATING HEART of Davy Jones.] JONES: No! [Swann raises the bayonet.] SWANN: This abomination is done! JONES: Are you prepared to take up my burden, then? If you slay the heart, then yours must take its place — and you must take mine. The Dutchman must always have a captain. [Swann hesitates. Beckett spreads his hands: it’s your call. Swann turns back to the chest — Norrington catches his arm, wrests the bayonet from him.] SWANN: Let me! NORRINGTON: Elizabeth would not have wanted this. [Swann’s anger drains then, replaced by grief.] SWANN: Elizabeth … [Norrington escorts him out, past Beckett, Jones and Mercer.]