[Cutler Beckett and his crew step aboard the Flying Dutchman]
Davy Jones: GO, all of you! And take that infernal thing with you. I will not hae it on my ship.
Cutler Beckett: Oh, I'm sorry to hear that, because *I* will. Because it seems to be the only way to ensure listening ears. We need prisoners to interrogate, which seems to work best when they're alive.
Davy Jones: The Dutchman sails as it's captain commands.
Cutler Beckett: And it's captain is to sail it as COMMANDED! I thought you would have learned that, after I ordered you to kill your pet. This is no longer your world Jones. The immaterial has become... immaterial.