Jack: Last time... I was here a grand total of three days, all right? Last time......the rumrunners used this island as a cache, came by, and I was able to barter passage off. From the looks of things, they've long been out of business. Probably... have your bloody friend Norrington to thank for that. Elizabeth: So that's it, then? That's the secret grand adventure of the infamous Jack Sparrow? You spent three days lying on a beach, drinking rum? Jack: Welcome to the Caribbean, Love.

Jack telling Elizabeth the real story that the rumrunners helped him escape from the island last time.