Captain Jack Sparrow: You can mistrust me less than you can mistrust him.
Captain Jack Sparrow: You look bloody awful. What are you doing here?
Norrington: You hired me. I can't help it if your standards are lax.
Captain Jack Sparrow: You smell funny.
Lord Beckett: I'm afraid currency is the currency of the realm.
Elizabeth Swann: Then I expect we can come to some sort of understanding.
Beckett: I'm listening. [Elizabeth points a gun at him.] I'm listening...intently.
Jack Sparrow: You smell funny.
Tia Dalma: But if you are to brave the weird and haunted shores at World's End then you will need a Captain who knows those waters.
Barbossa: So tell me, what's become of my ship?
Norrington: So am I worthy to sail under Captain Jack Sparrow? [Points gun at Jack.] Or should I just kill you now?
Jack Sparrow: You're hired.
Norrington: Come on then? Who wants some? Form an orderly line and I'll have you all one by one. Come on, who's fast?
[Elizabeth knocks him out.]
Elizabeth: I just wanted the pleasure of doing that myself!
Jack Sparrow: I want my jar of dirt.
William Turner: You know me?
Tia Dalma: You want to know me?
Jack Sparrow: There'll be no knowing.
Answer: Yes, the idea is that this poor soul got too close to one of the Kraken's tentacles and one of the suckers pulled his face off. Presumably he can still breathe in some fashion, something has been left that allows air access to the lungs, allowing him to still be alive, although it doesn't sound like he's long for this world, so presumably the damage is extensive.
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