Jack: NO! STOP! NOT GOOD! Stop!! Not good! What’re you doing?! You burned all the food, the shade, the rum!
Elizabeth: Yes, the rum is gone.
Jack: WHY IS THE RUM GONE!?
Elizabeth: One, because it is a vile drink that turns even the most respectable men into complete scoundrels. Two, that signal is over a thousand feet high. The entire Royal Navy is out looking for me. Do you really think that there is even the slightest chance that they won’t see it?!
Jack: But why is the rum gone?!
Elizabeth: Just wait, Captain Sparrow, you give it one hour, maybe two, and you will see white sails on that horizon.
-Jack contemplates shooting Elizabeth and finally walks away-
Jack: ‘Must’ve been terrible for you to be trapped here, Jack, must’ve been terrible for you.’ WELL IT BLOODY IS NOW!
-White sails on the horizon-
Jack: There’ll be no living with her after this…