Is this my reward for believing the best about men? For thinking that a bilge rat like you could muster up some fucking sense, once in a while? Maybe Hornigold was right. Maybe the world does need men of ambition to stop the likes of you from mucking it all up.
Or maybe you just don't have the stones to live with no regrets.
Don't save me a spot in hell, shanker. I ain't coming soon.