".....Turner? Bootstrap's Turner is helming MY ship!?" He yelled at Jack before throwing him down to the ground so Jones could pace in the alley way. "...Why would she do that to me? Me! Faithful captain to her for hundreds of years! Cast down into the briney depths for hundreds more! Only to be met with bloody Captain Jack Sparra to be told that MY ship is helmed by William Turner!?!" He turned to Jack. "You are mine." He growled, sending his tentacles quivering from anger in every direction. "You owe me years of service which I plan to collect starting now. You will find William Turner for me using any means necessary"